Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

After watching the powerful attributes of Ax of the Dead several times, Richard fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning.

After washing, he chose a Black robe from the wardrobe and put it on.

Today, a funeral is held for the resident who died.

Several tailors in the territory sewed a lot of clothes for him in the past few days, and he didn't have to worry about clothes.

As the master of Twilight City, the entire territory is his personal property, and all good things are given priority to his use.

Richard, wearing a pure black robe, walked out of the lord's mansion, and a mass of black heads appeared in front of his eyes.

Except for those teams who have not returned from exploring outside, the residents of the entire territory have gathered.

Everyone's face was heavy, they didn't speak, and the scene was extraordinarily silent.

The coffins made by the carpenters rushing overnight have collected the bodies of all the residents and parked them in the open space behind.

Although slightly rough, it is also extremely rare.

The moment Richard stepped out of the mansion, he immediately became the focus of the crowd.

"My lord."

"My lord..."

He glanced at the crowd, and silently walked forward step by step through the passage they left behind.

Wherever they passed, everyone raised their chests and saluted.

After he passed by, the crowd slowly followed him and surrounded him.

With a heavy face, Richard walked to the place where the coffin was parked, and his eyes stayed on it for a long time.

The atmosphere is getting more subtle.

Suddenly let out a long sigh, and then bowed slowly to the six coffins under the gaze of the residents.

He stood up, stepped forward, and held the corner of the coffin on the far left.

The surrounding residents were taken aback for a moment, and it took a long time to realize that they hurried forward and lifted the coffin together with him.

Seeing this scene, the crowd inexplicably felt as if their throats were blocked by something, and their hearts were surging.

The lord personally carried the coffin...

What an honor? What an honor! !

At this moment, I don't know how many people's hearts are swaying. With such a lord, what else can they complain about?

No matter how much you talk, it is better to act yourself.

Richard's leadership by example, combined with a special skill - the strong personal charisma that comes with leadership.

At this moment, his status in the hearts of the residents of Twilight City has reached an unprecedented height.

In a special atmosphere, Richard carried the coffin first.

Step by step, together with everyone, these sacrificed heroic residents were carried out of the territory.

The cemetery has already been selected - in the southwest corner of Twilight City, about 5 kilometers away, there is a low hill mixed with gravel.

Above the desert, Richard, who personally carried the coffin, was in front, followed by all the residents.

At this moment, the sadness in people's hearts has become different because of the addition of the master of this land.

The crowd followed behind like a pilgrimage, looking at the figure carrying the coffin with extremely hot eyes.

It seems that the coffin in his hand has become a torch in the dark at this moment, illuminating the way ahead and guiding them to the land of hope.

sacred and sublime.

Gravel low hills.

Richard placed the coffin in the tomb with his own hands.

Then silently picked up the shovel next to him, and began to bury the soil one by one.

Others followed him.

In addition to the sobbing of family members and friends, the only sound in the air is the sound of shovel digging.

When the tomb takes shape and everything is done.

Richard put down the shovel, and scanned the crowd with deep eyes.

Open your mouth in a deep voice.

"Everyone faces the day when they die."

"Some people die worthless, and even make people cast aside."

"There are also people who died with greatness and honor! Their sacrifices were for others!"

"Just like the six heroes you see before your eyes."

"They died for Twilight City, and for each of us!"

"They are heroes, heroes worthy of our all commemoration, they will not be forgotten by Twilight City, and will not be forgotten by me!"

Speaking of this, Richard stopped suddenly and came to six blank tombstones.

"Green."

"Nade."

"Rema."

"..."

Beginning with the first one, a name is called out for each tomb one walks through.

When the crowd heard the names one by one, it was like a battering ram hitting their hearts.

Eye sockets are red.

This scene has become an unforgettable picture for them to live forever.

In front of the tombstones of a group of unremarkable civilians, the great lord called them heroes and wrote down the names of each of them...

What an honor is this? !

Andaier even covered her face with both hands, each name pierced her heart like a sharp knife.

Tears slowly slipped from between the fingers, and even wet the sleeves.

If it wasn't for her, these people might not have had any accidents...

After reading everyone's names, Richard looked at everyone again with a firm and forceful tone.

"From today, every dead hero in Twilight City will be buried in this land."

"This is the land of glory and the home of heroes."

"Also, I have decided to designate today, May 8th, as a day of glory every year to commemorate our fallen heroes."

"Every year on this day, Twilight City holds a commemorative ceremony to pray for them."

Day of glory? Honoring a dead hero?

When the residents heard this, they couldn't hold back completely.

All of them had red eyes.

The old Karoo seemed to have regained his youth at this time, he suddenly raised his right hand and shouted in a hoarse voice.

"The Twilight City lasts forever! Long live Sir Richard!!"

At this moment, this cry has become the outlet for everyone to vent their turbulent emotions.

"The Twilight City lasts forever! Long live Sir Richard!!"

"The Twilight City lasts forever! Long live Sir Richard!!"

"..."

At this moment, they recognized their lord from the bottom of their hearts.

After the hero's funeral in the Land of Glory was over, Richard went straight back to the territory.

Others can soak up the atmosphere, but he needs to be at the helm.

After breakfast, I plan to go out and scan pictures.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw a conspicuous Red prompt appearing on the attribute panel - on May 7, 7600 in the Era of Glory, the Guardian Shield will be broken in two hours.

Richard was slightly dazed.

The shield of protection is broken?

7 days.

It has been 7 days since he traveled to this game world.

There is an inexplicable feeling like a world away.

It seems that the modern life of seven days ago is already far away.

This territory that belongs entirely to him has already had an unbreakable bond with him, and has become an inseparable part.

It seems that here, more than anything in modern times, makes him feel at ease.

"Good day, Master Richard, are you going out now? I...I have something I want to talk to you about."

Andrea quietly entered the hall when Richard lost his mind.

Hearing this, he woke up with a start.

Concentrating, looking at the girl with ponytail and leather boots in front of her, she smiled a bit.

The copper hammer that was taller than a person was carried on the back of this slender girl, which was particularly eye-catching.

Heroic.

"No need to be polite, Miss Andair, please speak up if you have something to say."

Andaier looked straight into the eyes of the handsome young man in front of her, straightened her face, and said solemnly.

"I beg you to let me join Twilight."

Richard felt relieved, remembering the system notification that the hero recruitment task was completed last night.

Looking directly into each other's eyes, he said in a deep voice.

"Miss Andair, have you thought about it? Twilight City is located in the desert, and there is a lack of supplies around it. It is very likely that it will not be able to give you what you want."

"In addition, we will face various dangers in the future, such as the hostility of other forces, the siege of bandits, the attack of sandstorms...etc.

"In order to protect Twilight City, I need you to forge weapons for the army, and even go into battle to kill the enemy. Are you mentally prepared?"

Andrea's eyes were firm.

"When you are willing to take risks for a few civilians who are considered lowly by other lords, and even sacrifice your own army to bring their bodies back."

"I'm ready."

"Master Richard, I would like to serve for Twilight City and be your subordinate."

As he spoke, he put his right hand on his chest and knelt down on one knee.

He lowered his head that had been held high.

"Ding~ The hero unit, Adair Sorin, is conquered by your charisma and is willing to surrender to you. Do you accept?"

Richard nodded, solemnly.

"Andair Sorin, in the name of the lord of Twilight City, I accept your allegiance. From today, you are a member of Twilight City."

"From now on, Twilight City will be with you, you will no longer be alone, I will always be your strongest backing."