Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 535 Back to Siliki
December is approaching, and the busy season of farming has passed. Even if everyone in Siliki is a ruthless working machine, they will not get up early to go to work when the sun is snoozing.

But this day is an exception——

The sky was still pitch black, but the city that was supposed to be quiet had become chaotic.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"Wake up, wake up, don't sleep, don't sleep!"

"They are all still sleeping when they come back, why don't you just sleep to death!"

Amidst such violent yelling, almost all the people in Siliki were shouted and gathered on the city wall.

The last ones to be woken up were the city guards who were waiting for dawn. They wiped their eyes sleepily and looked at the citizens gathered around the gate of the sentry tower. It's not on, what are you arguing about?"

"In the minibus, why are you sleeping here when you are asked to stand guard!" The respected old man in the city made the city guard swallow his next words, "Don't be dazed here, they are coming back, hurry up and lock the city gate Open?"

"Ah, what, they're coming back..." Before Barry could figure out the situation, another person screamed, "Don't all gather around here! Gifts, flowers, hurry up and move everyone!"

So the people who were still surrounding the city wall cheered and dispersed again. Under the leadership of the Boyle Chamber of Commerce, they quickly received their respective tasks. During the period, some people complained, "Why didn't they send the letter back in advance? How to prepare" voice.

The city guard Barry and his partner who slept in the same tower were stunned for a while, and finally realized what they were talking about——

"Are you back? The lords are coming back! Nora!"

The gate of the city opened with a bang, and it was still dark at this time.From the barracks on the outskirts of the city, rows of Siliki troops poured out, standing in square formations on both sides of the city gate, as if in a military parade.The city guards on the city wall also stood in a row, and those who couldn't stand up lined up on the street inside the city gate, and had to fight for positions with the representatives sent by the chamber of commerce.

In this chaotic scene, the sky gradually brightened, and the guards standing on the city wall looked far and wide, and finally waited until the fluttering deer-head crescent moon flag appeared at the end of their sight!

"They're back, they're back!"

The military appearance was cleaned up, and the long queue did not have the slightest sense of procrastination and burden.The divisions are distinguished by simple epaulets. The shield guards at the forefront are calm dark blue, the halberd soldiers are lighter in color, the sword fighters are scorching red, and the archers are beautiful silver.

These soldiers from Amathir were the main body of the team, walking in front of the line, followed by the newly-arranged half-lizards, and finally the Silver Blade Knights with a hundred horses.

And at the forefront of the queue was a handsome young man riding a black horse surrounded by red flames, and he was also the lord of Siliki, "Cyril Adrian".The moment he saw him, bursts of cheers erupted from above the city gate and below the city gate.

They were getting closer and closer to the city gate, and the people inside the city gate tried their best to look around, and then couldn't help but start talking:

"That's Mademoiselle Christian and Mademoiselle Visconti!"

"Master Angers, why is he so handsome? Ah, Mrs. Angers, take me away—"

"And Miss Caroline, she is so beautiful, as delicate as a doll—"

Amidst all kinds of strange voices, Cyril turned off the wind listening skill with a blank face, and Mia approached him in a timely manner, and whispered: "It's almost there?"

Cyril glanced at the distance between himself and the city gate, and said in a deep voice, "It's almost there."

He took a deep breath, then drew out the long sword at his waist and held it on his chest.At the same time, the high-ranking members of the Siliki Army behind them all drew out their weapons and put them on their chests. Even Caroline raised a small dagger.

Then came the shield guards in the first row, second row, and third row. They didn't raise their shields, but raised their swords in the same way——

The rising sun sprinkled the morning light on the clean military columns, and the sword light shone coldly, adding a bit of chilling feeling.

And in their other unarmed hands, they all held a small dark brown jar.

The surrounding phalanx became quiet all of a sudden, and they already guessed what this series of actions represented just by seeing the stern expression of their lord.

This return scene, which should have been cheering and cheering, was completed in this unusual silence.The queue passed through the city gate and past the gift-giving line of representatives of the chamber of commerce.The serious atmosphere made it impossible for the representatives to give away those gifts, and they could only hold the prepared things and follow the two sides of the team.

Passing through the road section at the gate of the city, they entered the residential area. The residents had long been waiting in front of the door, looking at the queue on tiptoe, looking for their family members.

Cyril stopped suddenly.

He looked to the side, and there was a curly-haired, fat lady standing in an apron, who was trying to look towards the team behind him, her face full of anticipation.

Then he got off his horse, handed the jar in Mia's hand, and walked towards the lady:

"Mrs. Richards."

"Ah, my lord..." Mrs. Richards didn't expect the lord to walk towards her, and hurriedly responded, but in the next second, she was speechless——

The half-elf boy walking towards him had a serious face, holding a pendant in his hand.

With her mouth slightly open, she supported the lamppost with one hand, barely able to stand still, and watched the half-elf boy walk up to her step by step, and then handed the pendant to her with both hands.

"Unfortunately, Mrs. Richards...Richards was a man of gallantry that we all admire and is a source of pride to Silikie. This is what he left for you, along with this text message...and, please, at Come to the central square of Siliki in the afternoon." Cyril quickly handed a note to Mrs. Richards, and after confirming that the other party was holding it firmly, he withdrew his hand and turned back to the nightmare horse.

And Mrs. Richards opened the folded note tremblingly, and after reading the first line, she couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears:

"Honey, I bought you a pendant in Judea Pass, it is your favorite wine red, I will wear it for you..."

She clutched the light silver chain of the pendant tightly, ignoring the eyes of her surroundings, and collapsed on the ground, crying loudly.

The surrounding residents were all stunned, and at this time soldiers in the queue had already stepped out, handing over the things in their hands to those residents who could not find their relatives.

Crying soon spread across the street, and Cyril silently took back the jar, and only after the last soldier handed over what was in his hand did he signal to move on.

This is the first residential area, and the rest are waiting for them.

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The atmosphere of joy was diluted by the behavior of the returning Siliki army. When the four main residential areas were finished, the soldiers were quite tired and disbanded on the spot and returned to their homes.

Mark Boyle, the president of the Boyle Chamber of Commerce, and a group of senior executives of the Chamber of Commerce had long been waiting for the team to disband. At this time, they all rushed to Cyril, with bitter faces on their faces, unable to say:

"Lord Adrian, is it true that our Siliki army has a poor record in the north?" With an expression of apology, Mark Boyle squeezed away the guard lady standing behind Cyril with his fat body. He humbly gave the young lord at the desk a shoulder.

"We have achieved brilliant results, and we can directly wait for the reward from Solkonan." Cyril said flatly.

"That's right, we didn't lose the battle, we came back with glory, the welcome scene should be grander and more joyful! It's so frustrating... Ah, I'm definitely not blaming you, it's just..." President Boyle He said in fear, fearing that he would make Cyril unhappy.

But Cyril didn't mean to be angry at all, but motioned Mark Boyle to sit opposite him, and said calmly: "Of course I understand President Boyle's meaning. Victory is naturally worthy of joy and celebration, but I think , and more importantly to tell my citizens that they are seen as an important part of Siliki rather than a participant in an atmosphere."

"Just imagine, if your son or daughter didn't come back with the army, how would you feel when everyone was celebrating?"

"The celebration banquet can be held at any time, it is nothing more than a matter of paying. But the soldiers who died will not come back."

Mark Boyle showed a look of sudden realization: "I understand, I understand, according to your meaning, we should give those dead...a grand funeral?"

"Oh?" Cyril narrowed his eyes slightly, "I have some ideas, is the Boyle Chamber of Commerce willing to bear the cost?"

"Yes, of course I am willing." Mark Boyle nodded quickly. If the lord can't see such an obvious hint, then he doesn't need to sit as the president of the chamber of commerce.

"I want to build a cemetery in the northeast of the city to bury the soldiers who died in Siliki. The address has been selected, and the elves should have cleared the weeds for us. You can bring someone to make a design drawing and start construction immediately , preferably before the end of the year.”

"This, the cemetery...is this a bit..." Mark Boyle was a little dumbfounded. According to the words of the lord, this is a work that can only be invested and has no income--the cemetery named by the lord, can it still be included in the garden? Is it worth it?
But Cyril just watched him quietly, the calm green pupils made Boyle feel frightened, he could only nod and said: "Okay, okay, I will do my best..."

He walked out of the office hall helplessly, shook his head, and was lamenting that he had a bad job, when he saw a figure walking towards the house quickly, it was Atsk Angers.

"Master Angers." He called out.

"President Boyle, why are you frowning?" Atzke greeted and said politely.

"No, it's just that the lord asked our Boyle Chamber of Commerce to coordinate the cemetery. It's a bit tricky. It's almost the end of the year, and Amasir has a lot of orders, and the manpower is not enough." Boyle found a reason and said. , but saw Azike showing a gratified expression, and even came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"President Boyle, Lord Lord is helping you straighten your position."

"Huh?" President Boyle didn't understand at all.

"You don't think that Siliki will be as big as Siliki in a few years, do you? You don't think that Siliki only needs to go to the north once?" Atzke shook his head and said, "Look at the long-term, President Boyle, with the cemetery in place, even if the Great Chamber of Commerce in Fort Mandekers settles in in the future and has the right to manage the cemetery, your position is still secure."

He sighed: "We are living in a war-torn era, President Boyle."

He walked into the office hall shaking his head, leaving Mark Boyle who finally understood all this thoughtfully.

"The era of war?"

"So next... I should vigorously develop the military industry?"

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In the afternoon of this day, just after lunch, Cyril had already arrived at the central square of Siliki.The soldiers had set up a simple platform so that he could stand in a position where the audience could see.

It didn't take long for the residents to gather around the square, even blocking the surrounding streets, and even the shops were full.

He glanced over and saw the residents crying in the morning—Mrs. Richards, Mrs. Jerome, Mrs. Gresham...

Soldiers maintained order, and Atzke Angers and Mia Christian both took to the stage.And Cyril stood at the front, looked at the whispering crowd below, and raised his hand——

A gust of wind blew across the square in an instant, blowing into every shop and street full of people, making them quiet all of a sudden.

Then he cleared his throat, and the voice was sent to everyone's ears by the wind:

"I am Earl of Siliki, Lord of Siliki, Cyril Adrian. My subjects."

"In the past Northern Xinjiang Aid War, our Siliki Army has achieved brilliant results. I can boldly say here that without the Siliki Army, the war situation in Northern Xinjiang will go in an extremely bad direction, so bad Maybe northern Xinjiang will completely fall because of this.”

"And every Xilici soldier is an important contributor to the stability of northern Xinjiang and the improvement of the situation."

"But unfortunately, I couldn't bring them all back."

There was another whimpering sound from below, and those leaders who lost their family members couldn't help crying.Cyril paused and continued.

"We live in a war-torn era, the undead invaded our northern border, and on our east side, Ossan Emma was eyeing - just a few months ago, they tried to form an alliance with the elves, so that they could obtain the military right of passage of the elves , invade our Amathir."

"There will be no fewer battles to be fought in the future, and it is impossible to be less. In order to protect the land under our feet, and to protect you, including me, all Siliki soldiers will not hesitate."

"Siliki is proud of them, and also of you."

"The Boyle Chamber of Commerce will be responsible for building a cemetery in the northeast of Silikie, so that all soldiers who died in battle can be buried here. The elves will preside over the funeral and provide shelter for the cemetery."

"Nora, they will return to nature and stay with you forever."

"The Siliki people in the future will live under the shade supported by us."

"May the wind of Siliki, always be peaceful."

After saying all this, the young lord bowed deeply to his subjects.

Surrounded by the gentle wind, what responded to him was waves of applause and tears.

　It doesn't feel contagious orz
　　This volume should be over in just two or three chapters!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)