The messenger looked haggard, his expression was sad, and tears were streaming down his face.

He unbuttoned his coat, took off a cloth bag tied to his chest and abdomen, and threw it on the ground. A corner of the cloth was lifted, revealing some pure white fibers that looked like some kind of cotton fabric.

Leona next to Kant's expression changed slightly, and she said in a low voice: "It's burning cotton, it's extremely flammable, and the fire is fierce."

I am afraid that this item, which is extremely easy to ignite and has a rapid fire, is also one of the tasks of the messenger.

Then, the messenger took out the letter that was surrounded by the burning cotton and was kept close to him. He held it in his hand, but instead of delivering it, he turned to look at Hong San.

After Hong San took it, he looked at Kant.

Kant stared at the letter, his eyes flickering, and he was obviously not calm. He had some guesses, but he was reluctant to believe this fact. He closed his eyes for a moment and said, "Help me read it."

Hong San's hand trembled slightly and bowed, "Yes."

The messenger did not say a word, his eyes were blank, and he stood there.

After opening the letter, Hong San glanced from top to bottom, and after a while, his expression changed drastically.

"What's wrong?" Kant laughed at himself, "It won't be something like 'Kant died in front of this letter'."

Hong San's expression was a little dazed and shaken: "No... No."

Kant said slowly: "Then read it."

Hong San's knuckles were slightly white, and he looked very hard. He took a deep breath, calmed his undulating emotions, and then read softly: "His Royal Highness Kant, I'm glad that you can read this letter, it's not polite and false. , I have never been more sincere than I am at this moment, and I am so glad that you read this letter."

"Because it means that even if you leave Valentine due to disappointment and betrayal, you still choose to meet with the Gladiolus and inform you, rather than walk away."

"You have lofty virtues, this is something I confirmed very early, in such a world, especially in today's situation, people with moral power can play a big role, I am very happy that you can become Tedari A member of the Earl family and delighted with Princess Tina's choice."

"But I also have to apologize to you. The reason why you can read this letter means that I used despicable means to force you to leave the city. Although it was a last resort, it must have allowed you to see the worst of the Goethe people. On the one hand, I'm sorry and upset about it, but there's nothing I can do, there's nothing else I can do."

"The reason for doing this is because I have long known your morality, and what you have done for Valentine is obvious to all, and I also believe that even at the last moment of Valentine's fall, you will definitely stay. Continue to fight in this city and will not agree to leave."

"Unless, you are disappointed with the rulers and people of this city."

Kant was expressionless, his hands clenched unknowingly.

"I'm very sorry for this, and I can understand your mood at the moment, but I have no choice."

"Because the reinforcements from the Gladiolus Corps... didn't exist."

There was a commotion in the crowd.

When Hong San read this, he couldn't help but look up at Kant.

Kant's face was calm, and he said solemnly: "Read quickly."

"That is to say, Valentine's ending is already doomed. It will inevitably fall under the iron hoof of the elves. When it falls, it is just a matter of time."

"A few days before the arrival of the Twilight Chapter, the second prince Landiston Joe put me in the city and knelt down to me as the second son of the Grand Duke. He will lead the gladioli army back to the capital to meet the elves coming from the west. Army, begged me to try my best to delay defending the city for three days, he swore to me with his soul that after three days, he would allow me to surrender the city, and even if I become an elf minion, the Teldaril family will never pursue it."

"I didn't actually promise him."

"Maybe my thoughts are ridiculous, maybe my decisions are ridiculous, maybe I'm doing a very wrong thing, but the elf army marches in, plunders our people, invades our lands, kills our bravest warriors, thinks To turn us into their puppets, the whole country is bleeding for this, the most sincere and brave people are sacrificed at the forefront, if they surrender, what will the sacrificed people think?"

"I am a Goethe, raised in the breeze from Calonia, eating the grains and fruits of the verdant fields, wearing a Tuya robe of highland white cotton, and listening to St. A long poem, yearning for the voyage of the adventure king Francis, holding sunflowers in the streets and alleys in the festival of the sun, abiding by ancient traditions and etiquette, and pursuing the virtues of the ancient Goethe Paladins."

"This is our land, our country, we have the same hometown, we believe in the same gods, we have our own legends, we have our own stories, and there are heroes we admire and admire. This is Goethe."

"Even things are good, but they are not ours. I don't want to change into the robes of elves and salute their queens. I don't want my children to learn only the words and history of elves from now on. I don't want Goethe. The next generation will only remember the heroic stories of the Twilight Dynasty."

"The things of elves are actually very good, and I used to like them very much, but if I have to accept everything from them and forget my hometown, then my answer is no."

"So I made a decision."

"This idea is crazy, heavy, and cold-blooded. I'm uneasy, I don't know if what I'm doing is right or wrong. I'm just a mortal, not a hero, or a wise man. I can't see the future, and I can't tell right from wrong. Do what I can to do what I think I should do.”

"I just feel like I should do something for this country, and everyone should do something for this country, and since the war started, many, many brave people have fought and died for it, and they must want to live, They must also want a peaceful and happy life, but they chose to sacrifice. They may not be able to tell the reason why they see death as home, but they have practiced their commitment and love with actions, and I would like to be one of them."

"I want to amplify the roar before their sacrifice, let more and more Gothic people know their story, remind our people of Calonia's wind and sunflowers of the Sun Festival, and let out the same roar as the victims, Let the elves see our ambition and hear our voice, and Goethe will never yield."

"I want the elves to know what it takes for them to destroy this country."

"I want the elves to know what they have to face if they want to conquer this country."

"therefore…"

Hong San was at a loss for words when he read this. Perhaps the words were getting heavier and heavier, making it hard for him to breathe. He closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment, as if to greet him.

Then he read: "Therefore, the city of Valentine will fight until the last moment, and I will use all my efforts, intrigue, tactics and venom to kill as many elves as possible until I stop breathing."

"This is not an easy decision, because it means that the civilians of the whole city may suffer a tragic ending. I am very disturbed and pray to Sura day and night, but I am just a mortal, and I can do nothing."

"Goethe's war is like this, I have to make a choice, there is no other way, because this is war, war has no morality, war has no mercy, since countless Goethe people have died for this, then the rest of the Goethe who were sacrificed with their lives to protect Humans also have the obligation to sacrifice."

"I can only think so, I can only convince myself so."

"Maybe I did something wrong, but I'm just a mortal. In the face of war, I have no other way."

"For those people who will definitely be hurt, even in pain and despair, I am sorry, but there is nothing I can do. The only thing I can do is to be fair."

"They themselves, their relatives, everything they have is in this city, and will be destroyed with the fall of the city, then myself, my relatives, my family, everything I have will stay in this city. , I will defend the city with them and meet the ending together."

"I can only do this. I'm just a little mayor, a little noble. In this war, everyone has their own position and everyone has their own tasks."

"I hope everyone can do a little bit more, work a little bit harder and maybe we can win."

"I hope that in the long, long time, the descendants of the Goethes will also remember this story, when young children ate melons and fruits from the green and fertile fields, dressed in highland white cotton clothes, held sunflowers and walked through the festival of the sun. The spirits of those who perished in this war will be with them through time and space through the bard's dictation, just as we are honoring the heroes of ancient times."

"Remember us, Your Highness Kant, please remember our story."

"Remember also what you see, we are all mortals, not fearless heroes, just some people are braver a little earlier, maybe you have seen Valentine's evil, but please don't be disappointed with this country, don't be right The Goethes are disappointed, I hope more people will hear our roar and realize that the bravery of the present will change the future, and I know this deeply because I was with them in previous battles, and this country is not without Remedy, as I'm showing you right now."

"I can feel your mood at the moment, but I have to beg you, please don't come back, keep leaving, unless you counterattack, unless you win, please don't go back to Valentine."

"Because it doesn't make sense."

"Please do more and remember us."

"When I saw you for the first time, even if there was a vague suspicion in my heart, I didn't care much. Since I have decided to die with Valentine, why should I care about your life."

"But after the second defense of the city, I finally wrote this letter. Why did I want you to leave? Because you were regarded as the son of prophecy by the orcs, or because of your performance in the defense of the city. The ability and ability that came out, or because of Princess Tina's face? I don't know."

"Maybe it's just because of something you said."

"Farewell, Kant."

"Thank you for trusting me and for understanding me."

In the silence, Hong San turned to another page and subconsciously read: "I am the chief mage of Valentine, Ace Yoton, who graduated from Thunder Dragon Academy and swears to the sun **** Sura that the following statements are true, Kant. His Highness concealed his identity, voluntarily defended the city, fought bravely, never retreated, and made four great contributions, the first..."

After reading this, he turned to the following pages and said, "Master, these are all written by the people of Valentine, including mages, low-ranking officers, warlocks, and the war logs of the past few days... "

When Hong San said this, his voice became lower and lower.

Obvious.

Even if the elves make up the facts and make a big fuss, if Nick really wants to do something, what happened to Valentine will still spread to Goethe, plus Nick's suicide note, everyone's proof, and Valentine's war log as a supplement Proof, any slander and criticism of Kant is completely untenable.

When Nick was preparing these, he didn't know that Kant had a camcorder that could shoot images, so he thought about it carefully and prepared everything he needed for Kant.

A dead silence.

All did not speak.

The imperial people headed by Leona, and even the greenskins, all listened with bated breath until now.

Then, the messenger choked and said, "His Royal Highness Kant, can I go now?"

Kant slowly raised his head and looked at him, his expression still neither sad nor happy: "Are you going back?"

"No, I'm going to get out of here and live as long as possible. I'll tell everyone what happened in Valentine, until every Goethe knows the story of Valentine."

The messenger bowed deeply: "His Royal Highness Kant, thank you for everything you have done for Valentine, goodbye."

The people behind him made way and watched the staggering figure go away.

Kant said lightly: "It's best not to go back..."

He turned to the Humvee and patted the hood: "Let's go back."

Hong San and Leona's expressions changed, and they immediately ran to Kant's side.

The girl grabbed Kant's arm and said, "Kant, you can't go back."

"I understand your feelings, although I am from the Empire, although Nick's original plan was to let me die in Valentine, but even so, I admire him, and my account with him has been written off."

"I understand his mood. He tried his best to let you leave Valentine. The end of that city is already doomed. If you go back now, you won't be able to change any outcome. Instead, you will throw yourself into the trap and make his sacrifices and efforts in vain. He also said in the letter that he would not let you go back! Just remember him, kill more elves in the future, repel them, and protect Goethe, which is the best reward for him!"

Kant shook his head and said, "No, I want to go back."

Leona said fiercely, "No! What are you doing when you go back! If you are found by the elves, you will die! Even if you go back, you won't be able to save the city or those people. Don't be stupid!"

"I know...I know I can't save them."

Kant looked into the girl's eyes and said slowly, "So I just went back and watched them die."

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PS1: Good night.

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