The flame was bright and reflected the stars in the sky.
Heat waves rolled in with the cold wind, and smoke and crackling sparks kept rising.
On the burning wooden platform, Oberon's few remaining bones slowly turned to ashes in the hot fire oil.
This was his cremation, and everyone came to attend, including the miners who still needed to lean on others' shoulders, including the women who were still holding or holding babies, including those who had just arrived from Brill patrolling soldiers, and perhaps invisible ghosts floating in the air.
They all looked at the dazzling fire with sad eyes. It seemed that the dead Oberyn was deeply popular.
"This man's name is Oberon Smith." As a colleague, Marcus prayed for the deceased in front of the wooden platform. His right hand rested on a round wooden stake, and the brown cloak behind him was lifted. Fanfei said, "He is from..." He paused as soon as he started. Quickly, he nudged the fat recording officer next to him with his elbow, and the recording officer immediately opened the thick black book.
"He's from Andorhal." Unexpectedly, Supriya's voice rang out. I turned to look at her and saw her standing not far from me, with her chest held high and her head held high as always, but her face was pale. , "He was the son of a blacksmith." She added, this time, there was an unspeakable tremor in her voice.
Marcus was stunned for a moment, and immediately cleared his throat, "He is from Andorhal, the son of a blacksmith. He swore allegiance to Lordaeron and became a member of the glorious patrol knights. He is a good man, honest and honest , upright, and kind. He delivered letters to the civilians in the hot summer, cut firewood in the cold winter, and plowed the fields in the spring. He also fought, was injured, and bled, and in the end, he died to protect others. He was a true warrior, strong, brave, and fearless. May the Holy Light forgive his sins during his lifetime and guide his soul to paradise. May your soul rest in peace, Uncle Oberon."
"May your soul rest in peace, Uncle Oberon," it was repeated in low voices.
At that moment, I caught a glimpse of Supriya tilting her head slightly, raising her arm and wiping it on her face. When she looked at the sky full of stars again, there were only two reflective water marks left on her tense face.
The crowd left one after another, but she still stood there, quietly looking at the cremation platform where the embers were still burning.
I don't know why, but she made me feel weird, "Darian?" I couldn't help but gently nudged the boy next to me with my elbow.
"Huh?" Dallion agreed to me casually. I glanced sideways at him and saw that he was also staring at Supriya, thoughtfully.
oh? Why is Dallion so weird too?
The next second, he seemed to realize my gaze, lowered his head and looked towards me, "What's wrong? Messiah?"
I looked at him doubtfully, and then pointed at the tall lady, but before I could speak, she had already turned around, and her eyes with fire in them glanced over us coldly. Obviously, she saw my finger, and she immediately glared at me through the chaotic crowd. Then, she walked straight in front of us with her chin raised arrogantly, without shifting her gaze at all.
...Oh, this person is really disgusting.
"Don't worry, Messiah." Jinna coaxed the baby in her arms and walked to us. She was wearing a thick cloak, and the mother's unique fragrance came from under the cloak. "Supriya...she She just doesn’t like to deal with people, but she’s actually pretty good.”
Behind her, Marcus was struggling to hold up her husband Hunter. When he saw us, the grinning knight, who was pressed down by the big man, shook his index finger at us.
I raised the corner of my mouth at him.
"How much do you know about her? Miss Jinna?" Dallion seemed to be very interested in Supriya.
Jin Na was a little surprised. She glanced at me and pondered again, "If you want to know, let's go to my living room and talk. It's too cold here."
*
"Miss Supriya came here three years ago," Kinna told us after placing the baby in the cradle by the fireplace.
She sat in the lounge chair in front of the fireplace as always, picking up needle and thread and knitting non-stop. After Marcus helped Hunter into another recliner, he also found a chair in the living room and sat at the wooden table.
As for Grandma Rose, as soon as she and Ryder came back, they got into the kitchen at the back of the house. Soon, the smell from there filled the entire living room with the aroma of meat.
*
"I remember clearly that it was a rainy morning, and she was covered in mud and soaked through." Jin Na recalled, gently pushing the cradle, and suddenly, the whole hall echoed with a squeaking sound.
"There was an old lady with her. She was very ill. Miss Supriya knocked on the door from door to door, asking for help. She asked us to buy royal blood grass, living root grass, and crystal bottles. Oh, how come there are those things in a place like this? Even if old Mr. Ham had some, he deliberately sold them at a very high price. In the end, Miss Supriya even drew her sword. Oh, by the way," said Then, she suddenly turned her head, her hair sparkling in the firelight of the fireplace. I suddenly discovered that she had actually shortened the braid that originally reached her hips. She saw me looking at her in surprise. She seemed a little unnatural. Throwing the braid behind him, "...Master Marcus, you are the one who handled this matter, right? I remember that day, Master Selin... went to patrol in the forest."
"Huh--" Hearing this, Marcus, who was lying on the wooden table, straightened up. The corners of his mouth twitched several times before he smiled bitterly, "Yes, I was the one who handled that matter. At that time, she was very emotional. I tried my best to persuade her, but she grabbed me by the shoulders and gave me..."
Jinna covered her mouth and smiled and did not continue to talk about this matter. As for what will happen after Marcus is grabbed by Supriya's shoulders, I can imagine it with my toes.
"However, Miss Supriya still got the medicine from Old Ham, after she chopped open Mr. Ham's alchemy platform with a sword. This was the first time I saw the arrogant Old Ham and I was scared. It's like a trembling hen." Jinna continued, her tone full of admiration and admiration, "And since she stayed in the small village, whenever someone got sick, she would get it from Old Ham. Got the medicine. She also saved Feyre from a bear's mouth, and rescued little Anna from a collapsed house... She didn't put on armor, but she was the female knight in my heart. To be honest, Old Ham In the last few years of his life, he did a lot of good things through the hands of Miss Supriya, so... he died peacefully. May the Holy Light bless him."
"May the Holy Light bless him." Marcus was a little embarrassed, but still agreed softly, and even Hunter in the recliner nodded with great effort.
"Do you know where her hometown is? Miss Jinna?" Dallion, who was sitting next to me, asked while writing something in a black book.
"Her hometown?" Jin Na was stunned for a moment and thought for a while before answering, "It's just that it's in the south. Her home was destroyed in the war, and she wandered out with Mo Mo."
"I do know a little bit about it," Marcus said, his tone a little proud. "Although she tried to hide it, she has a standard Alterac accent."
"Alterac accent?" I couldn't help but look at him curiously, "Why don't I know that kind of thing? My home is near Alterac City. Do you think I have an accent?"
"Uh..." The handsome knight touched his smooth chin and couldn't help but smile, "Sorry, Miss Messiah, maybe I didn't speak accurately enough. In fact, it's not called a special accent. Maybe it should be called a special accent. The vocabulary is a term used by some nobles in Alterac. For example, they call firewood a fire, magic lamps a divine light, and beautiful girls Rhea... I think Miss Supriya is very likely to be a certain person. A descendant of a ruined Alterac noble."
I looked up and thought for a moment, and realized that I had never heard these words come out of my father's mouth.
"So, who is traveling with Miss Supriya? I don't seem to have seen such a person today." After a pause, Dallion asked, and the magic pen tapped on the book with a slight slowness. superior.
"She has embraced the Holy Light." Jinna replied softly, "On the third day they came here."
There was a moment of silence, and the only sound left in the hall was the crackling of sparks.
"...I still have a question," I looked at Jinna after a while, "Does she recognize Mr. Oberon? I saw her crying for him. I mean, she doesn't look like the kind of person who likes to cry. "
"Uncle Oberon is a patrol soldier from Briar. Since he came here, he has been very attached to Miss Supriya. He loves her and respects her."
"...respect?"
"Well... how should I put it? I found that as long as Miss Supriya is present, Uncle Oberon will always ask her for advice, his eyes are soft and compassionate. Uncle Oberon can even be her father. This can’t be love, can it?”
"Ahem, maybe it's because Miss Supriya knows the mine very well," Marcus interjected, "The output of the Houshan Gold Mine has become so high in recent years. Miss Supriya is very good at it." It took a lot of effort. Later, Selin left and Oberon came. Old Oberon seemed to have done a lot of research on the mines. They both had the same interests, so they naturally spent more time together. They were in the mines After groping for a few days, we discovered the associated mithril mine under the mine. Everyone saw how valuable that thing was. You see, in just a few dozen days, all the houses in the small village were renovated, and every family was Pressed the button on the fireplace. Everyone thought that they would make a huge fortune. In the spring, they might be able to buy real estate in Briar. From then on, they no longer have to be afraid of hungry wolves and wild bears in winter. But unexpectedly, they dug out a Death..." As he spoke, he stopped, and for a moment, the entire hall fell into oppressive silence.
*
"What's going on with that seal?" I couldn't help but ask, "Why is it in the mine?"
Marcus shook his head, but Darien answered me, "That dagger belongs to the Knights of the Storm Eagle, and there is the emblem of the Storm Eagle on the handle."
"...Storm Eagle? Knights?" I was a little confused.
"That was the army directly under Emperor Thoradin a thousand years ago," Darien explained patiently. "It is said that those fearless knights followed that king on the battlefield and wiped out monsters. I guess, the box containing the Rot Bone Ooze Monster It should have been buried at that time.”
"So, who is that Fornan?" I couldn't help but frown and clenched my fists when I thought of that damn greenskin, "He wants all of our lives!"
"I don't know, Messiah, maybe he really works for some magic association, maybe, he lied to us..."
"Don't let me look at him again!"
"Lord Marcus, what will happen to our mine?" Unexpectedly, Jinna stopped the needle and thread in her hand and asked uneasily, "People above, will His Majesty the King order the closure of the mine? If that happens , how do we survive?”
"I haven't received any news about my resignation." Marcus comforted, but still sighed, "However, someone will definitely come to investigate the situation. At least for this month, the mine will not be able to start work. I think the most likely The thing is, the mine is required to be redirected, and the original mine site will be sealed."
Jin Na looked at Hunter worriedly, the sadness on her eyebrows clearly visible, "...I will buy more food, winter is coming."
The dark-skinned Hunter moved his fingers and made a whooshing sound from his dry throat, seeming to comfort his beloved wife and tell her not to worry.
