Saturday morning.

Disy Bay, Enki Town.

The sky was surprisingly clear, cloudless and sunny.

The temperature is lower, but compared to the cities of Backlund or Tingen.

The temperature in Enqi Town is still much warmer.

Halibel put on a long skirt, and with the assistance of the personal maid, she put on a black long gown that went past her knees.

She wore a hat of the same color with a drapey veil that made her look much older than her age.

She came to the hall to meet her mother.

Anilu smiled and looked at her daughter: "Are you sure you want to dress like this today?"

Halibel turned around and smiled. "Isn't that bad, ma'am?"

"A little old-fashioned." Anilu gave a fair comment.

Halibel disagreed: "Didn't you say that the style of clothes depends on the occasion?"

"Today our king is going to speak, and it's a serious matter."

"Again, the square today is a serious occasion."

"I think it's more appropriate to wear it this way."

Anilu stretched out her arms for her daughter to hold: "It seems that my daughter has grown up."

The mother and daughter went out and boarded the carriage.

"I don't know what happened to him, brother."

Halibel thought of Xifa, her face was a little dark: "I heard that the east coast of Jianhai suffered a lot of damage, shouldn't he take part in the battle there?"

Anilu held her daughter's hand on her knee: "Don't worry about him."

"Sifa is stronger and stronger than we ever imagined."

"He's an amazing kid."

Halibel raised her head, and the little face in the veil looked proud: "Of course, he is the youngest general in the kingdom!"

The carriage drove out of the Golden Champagne Avenue and headed towards the Memorial Square.

on the way.

Halibel saw many pedestrians.

Residents of the town all converge towards the square.

After the war, the town of Enki was largely unaffected, but recently, people from other places have poured in.

Most come from near the east coast of Jianhai.

This made the memorial square extraordinarily crowded today.

"There have been more people in town recently, especially women and children."

Anilu looked out the window and sighed softly: "Most men have gone to war, and their children and husbands may not see spring."

"And they have to run around for food every day, no amount of donations will be enough."

Halibel pursed her lips and said, "I really hope the war will end soon."

They finally came to the square.

There were police officers maintaining order in the square. Since Byson is now a member of the House of Lords, Anilu and her son were taken by the police to a place with awnings, seats, drinks and snacks.

This is a VIP seat for the dignitaries in the town.

Look around.

The square was crowded.

Halibel saw something strange on the pillars in the square.

They were one big and the other small, painted dark blue and connected to some kind of cable.

"That's the broadcaster..."

"They seem to be based on the principle of the telegraph, allowing the king's speech to be communicated to various towns at the same time," said Enel in a low voice.

"I heard that they are technically supported by the University of Tingen, where they have been developing some kind of technology."

"Technology that allows people to be separated by thousands of miles and yet be able to talk in real time."

"Now this technology can be used initially."

Halibel opened her mouth slightly: "It's amazing."

blink of an eye.

Nine o'clock sharp.

The broadcasters on those stone pillars suddenly made a series of sounds.

Sizzling... rustling...

After a while, a deep voice came from there.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am your emperor, the ruler of Ruen, East Balam, and Rhosid Islands, George Augustus III."

"...I'm very happy and heavy to tell everyone that we finally stopped the Feysac people's first-stage attack and thwarted their plan to destroy Loen within three months...

"...However, there are too many outstanding young people who have died on the front lines and in this war. They should have a better future. They should accompany their parents to grow old, mature with their spouses, and let their children be full of life. Grow up little by little in a loving environment and have a wonderful childhood...

"...the Feysacs destroyed it all..."

Following the king's speech, there were a series of thin sobbing in the square.

The sad emotions are emerging little by little, converging and brewing.

Many people's eyes began to turn red.

Someone thinks of his son, from the time he was born and cared to when he grew up, from watching him as a toddler to watching him marry and have children.

And then, that kind, upright, gentle child.

He died on which battlefield, and even the body could not be found.

Some people think of their husbands, the shyness of holding hands for the first time, the romance of kissing for the first time, and the excitement of stepping into the church.

But after that person went to the battlefield, he never came back.

Even last week, a letter was received from him.

But two days later, the news of his death was obtained.

Sadness is gathering.

In the broadcaster on the stone pillar, the king said solemnly.

"Let's here a moment of silence for our heroes, ladies and gentlemen, with me in our hearts:

"In the name of Emperor George III, may the dead heroic spirits find peace, and may they be eternal in their own kingdom of gods."

These words carried an invisible majesty, causing everyone in the square, including Anilu and Halibel, to bow their heads involuntarily.

They all clasped their hands and whispered.

"In the name of Emperor George III..."

......

Outskirts of Backlund.

A figure released from stealth and appeared.

She has dark hair, a slightly round face, a beautiful appearance, a little sweetness, and a very outstanding temperament. She is the witch Triss.

She looked around, frowning slightly, UU reading www. uukanshu.com This action is adorable.

"It's already the appointed time, those 'hunters' won't break the appointment, right?"

The voice ends.

A slightly low, hoarse voice came.

"It's not a gentleman's job to talk about other people behind their backs."

"Oh, I forgot."

"You are already a witch, and you probably forgot how to play a gentleman."

Triss looked gloomy for a moment, turned around, and saw someone coming.

He was wearing a black double-breasted long coat with a black waistcoat and a white shirt underneath, and a half-height silk top hat.

Typical Luen gentleman style.

It's just that this gentleman wore a black iron mask without any patterns on his face.

Only two eyes are exposed.

"Who are you?" Triss looked at each other vigilantly.

"I am your facilitator today."

"According to your letter to Dean, I only need to assist you in destroying the tomb."

"So, there is no need to exchange names."

The man pressed his hat and bowed slightly: "Then, please, ma'am."

"Please lead the way."