OBS Chapter 325 Nield's Memorial Service
Chapter 325 Nield's Memorial Service
The speed of time flow between different planes is more or less different.
Except for the astral realm where the gods belong.
In order to constantly monitor whether their believers in the main material plane are obedient, these gods adjusted the flow of time in the main material world to be consistent with that in the astral plane in ancient times.
So while Alvin and a bunch of weird old guys were making trouble in the star realm, Neild was busy repairing his post-war damage.
The halfling Annie led a group of Nields to sort out the belongings of the fallen soldiers and then stored them according to different camps.
The soldiers from Shining City and Tomba were placed in two different places according to Percy and others' request, and their bodies were sprinkled with lime.
This can help the bodies of these deceased soldiers stay alive longer.
A grand mourning service was just held for those Nield people who died in the battle.
All the humans and halflings who grew up in Nield stood in front of the sacrificed warriors with sad expressions.
Sir River, who had always had some problems with the Nields, now stood at the front of the team.
In his previous career as a lord, he had played almost no role.
But now, like a true lord, he offered his condolences and pensions to Nield's fallen soldiers.
But this time, he gave these things in the name of Alvin.
“Sir River, do you really not need to discuss this with Lord Awen?
Now you have given a lot of gold coins."
Annie changed into a brand new maid outfit.
The one she had before had been turned into a pile of rags in the battle;
The uniform I'm wearing now is the one I wore when I was a director of the Maid Association.
"Lord Alvin is still not awake... Besides, this is my own little treasury, I don't think Lord Alvin will mind."
When River brought Retana from the Seven Strings Inn into the noble building, he began to feel something was wrong.
When Iris and the others walked out of the building, but Alvin was still unconscious, his feeling became even stronger.
The battle in the astral realm appears to be over.
But as a playboy from the royal capital, Revo knew very well that if a god died, all his believers would go crazy.
Unfortunately, no half-dragons who invaded Nield were taken as prisoners, so there is no way to verify whether all the half-dragons are now crazy.
Although he couldn't tell the specific reason, Ruiwo still felt a strong sense of crisis.
He thought he needed to step up and do something to help Alvin obtain more war resources before the next war came.
Ruiwo is very clear about his position.
He is not good at fighting, and he does not have the terrible political means like Shuman or Nordman.
But he is a very qualified royal noble, and the creed of royal nobles is -
Always be prepared to respond to threats while they are still there.
Seeing Annie's rare look of gratitude, Ruiwo hid his concerns.
"Yani, now that the current crisis has been resolved, I want to talk to you about Nield's next plans."
"Intend?"
"That's right... Maybe you will find it sudden when I say this...
Before, I just wanted to gain some achievements on the outskirts of the empire so that when I was old, I could return to the capital as a viscount.
I admit that most of the royal nobles in Huiyao City think the same way, so I am not the only one who eats and waits for death every day..."
Annie tilted her neck, a teasing smile on her face, and her playful eyes stared straight at the middle-aged knight.
"You are not just waiting to die... Sir River... all those boots in the basement of the little building..."
"Cough cough!"
A middle-aged pervert whose secret was revealed started coughing violently.
"Those things you took away... ahem, they were all treasures that I spent a huge price to keep..."
Seeing the Nield people greeting him, River politely returned the greeting.
After the grateful Nield man left, River whispered to Annie.
“Please give it back to me…
Okay, now let me talk to you about business.
I think you also hope that Lord Ivan will be able to deal with the next crisis more smoothly, right?"
"Of course."
The Halfling Paladin's expression suddenly turned serious.
……
Late at night, Xiling sneaked into Ivan's room while her mother was sleeping.
Originally, Iris planned to let Ivan and the incarnation of Lal, who was also in a coma, lie in the same room.
Fortunately, thanks to Retana, also known as Ms. Lila, the two were carried back to their respective beds.
"Mother said that there is a spirit watching over you...
But I still have a feeling of uneasiness..."
The flickering candlelight was reflected on Xiling's hood. Under the orange-yellow light, the half-elf's chin looked too rosy.
"Maybe Lian's nagging is not entirely wrong...
I really hope you can wake up soon.
But if you really wake up, I'm afraid I won't dare to sit next to you and talk to myself like this..."
“Remember when you were at the Druid Station?
Priest Bol asked me to teach you the art of the gods, but every time I explained it to you very seriously, you still couldn't learn it...
We spent a long time learning the introductory spells of druids, and every time we had a quarrel because the progress was too slow;
But you can learn the intermediate and even high-level magic arts almost at a glance."
"My mother said that if a man showed unparalleled attraction, it must be the mystery and beauty of that man...
I know what my mother means... Every mother would worry that her daughter would be kidnapped by some experienced lover, right?
But, I seem to be the one who least thinks you are mysterious..."
"Evan, mother said she wanted to take Lian and me to another place, very far away from here...
I don't know when I will see you again.
Perhaps by that time, I had taken off my hood;
You might not even recognize me..."
A slight breeze blew through the half-open window, and the candlelight in the room flickered a little faster.
A few drops of crystal clear liquid flowed down Xiling's chin and dripped onto Ivan's face.
The half-elf, whose entire body was hidden in the cloak, was trembling slightly.
"Anyway, these few months have been the happiest time since I left the southern forests...
If I have the chance, I really want to teach you those low-level spells from beginning to end, and I guarantee you will learn them..."
"Goodbye, Ivan."
The flickering candlelight returned to calm, and the half-elf in the room leaned down gently. In less than a breath, he stood up and walked towards the door.