On the second day, Zhou Li and his party went to Don Quixote's fief.
Don Quixote's fiefdom is called "La Mancha", which is a plain near the river. Her fiefdom is not too big, but the soil is very fertile and extremely suitable for farming. Therefore, most of Don Quixote's fiefdom is covered with continuous cultivated land and paddy fields. Standing on the road and looking at it, all you can see is golden.
It is the autumn harvest season, and farmers are harvesting rice in all the rice fields. When Zhou Li and his group passed by, they would raise their heads and say hello to Zhou Li and his group with a smile. They couldn't see Zhou Li's identity, nor did they know the purpose of their group. They were simply expressing their goodwill, nothing more.
"What a beauty."
Lin Zi, who has almost never left the city, looked at the blue sky and golden rice fields and couldn't help but sigh, "Is this Sister Tang's territory? It's really beautiful."
"Only her territory is like this. In other territories you can only see private soldiers and castles, as well as foreign serfs."
Zhou Li was observing the ditches on both sides of the road. Since coming to this world, he has rarely had the opportunity to see the "countryside" of this world. Now it seems that there is a different kind of vitality here.
"Although Don Quixote doesn't understand the world, for these people and territories, Don Quixote is the most perfect lord in their hearts."
Ivy on the side looked at the prosperous scene and couldn't help but praise Don Quixote's behavior in the territory.
"But that creates another problem."
The spiritual sea on the side stepped out of the Void Gate and landed lightly next to Lin Zi. She patted the dust on Lin Zi's shoulders, and then said with emotion: "Reduce taxes, don't build castles, and don't bully civilians. I have been to many places, but there are only a few territories where I can do what Don Quixote did." Make people happy.”
"With tax reductions or even no taxes, these people's lives have become better, but the Hode family has always been in poverty. Don Quixote met you, so the Hode family survived. If he hadn't met the brave man, Hode would have survived. I’m afraid the family would have been banned months ago.”
Ain took Kaya's hand and said calmly: "If the Hede family is banned, the only fate waiting for these common people is to be oppressed by other nobles. And because this land did not bring enough profits before, they will become Squeeze them twice as much.”
"so…"
Zhou Li looked at the town getting closer and closer in the distance, and said generously with a righteous tone: "If I were Don Quixote, I would just accumulate food and build a high wall. On the surface, I would restore relations with other nobles and purchase supplies. Bribery the ministers of the court. Then use the reputation of the Hede family to make friends with professionals from all walks of life, and finally..."
"Why do you look at me like that?"
Facing Zhou Li's violent remarks, everyone's eyes were no longer as surprised as before. They just looked at Zhou Li indifferently with eyes like "Ah, you've started again". This made Zhou Li angry when he didn't get a response, and he was ready to practice what he just said. If Eluma hadn't suppressed him, Zhou Li might have rushed into the royal city and shouted, "Prince and General Xiang Ning has the guts."
Of course, he had shouted before, in the palace.
"Don Quixote told me that their custom here is that the funeral should not be sad, nor should it hinder everyone's work. Only comrades and relatives must attend the funeral, and it should not be too painful, otherwise the soul of the dead will linger for a long time. "
At this time, Ain spoke and reminded everyone: "When we arrive at the funeral site later, you don't have to do anything. You just need to wait for Don Quixote and the others to put the dead soldiers into the cemetery, and finally put the white flowers in an orderly manner." Just put it on the altar.”
"To be honest, few people understand them."
Letting go of Kaya's hand that wanted to catch the butterfly, Ain looked at the farmers harvesting in the fields and said complicatedly: "According to common sense, if a legion wants to strengthen its cohesion, it must have various social activities with sufficient lavishness. The most important of these is the funeral.”
"After a battle, if any legion loses a higher-ranking member or multiple soldiers die, the funeral must be held grandly. Only in this way can other soldiers understand that they will also enjoy the same benefits after death. Specifications, will be willing to die for this legion."
Ain, who has participated in large and small funerals, brought back Kaya who opened the void portal to catch butterflies, and sighed: "But the funeral of the Guardian Shield was much simpler than I thought, but I have seen the funeral of this Legion." The soldiers fought bravely to kill the enemy, which makes me a little incredible."
"What's so incredible about this."
Zhou Li, who used the power of Chonghuang to pull the butterfly to Kaya, smiled and said, "You have also experienced Don Quixote's personal charm. If an idealist gets the power to realize her ideals, then she is worth following."
"Idealist..."
Lin Ling nodded thoughtfully. She had seen Don Quixote and the Guardian's Shield. Because of his responsibilities, Lin Ling had had many business dealings with the Knights Templar, and he also knew what status Gerost held in that legion. Lin Ling was shocked when Don Quixote led the Guardian Shield and stood proudly in front of Eluma, blocking the attacks of false ancient gods again and again.
There are only two Brilliant-level knights in the Guardian Shield, and most of the rest are platinum and gold-level knights, and the leader, Don Quixote, has only just broken through to Brilliant. But it was such a legion that withstood countless attacks from ancient gods that exceeded the level of divine gifts. Thinking about it now, this is indeed an incredible thing.
"Don Quixote's professional idealism is incomparable to normal professions."
Zhou Li waved his hand. He saw Lin Ling's hesitation and doubts, and reminded him: "The power of her profession is that the stronger her faith, the more extraordinary power she will gain. The ancient gods killed civilians in front of her and destroyed In the city-state, Don Quixote's power at that time had been elevated to the level of a demigod. Not to mention the blessing of the Legion, she was naturally powerful."
After chatting all the way, everyone arrived at La Mancha. The town of La Mancha is very different from other Magnum towns. This town has no walls or guards. There are only a few wooden stakes that seem to be sword practice to define the boundaries. It was the busy time of farming and there were not many adults in the city, but there were still many children making trouble in the streets.
La Mancha is an ordinary rural town. The houses are made of ordinary stone bricks, but there are no color requirements, so the streets of La Mancha look colorful and a bit messy, but they appear vibrant. As if it was a custom, Zhou Li noticed that windmills of different colors were hung on the windows of the houses in this town's streets, slowly turning with the breeze.
"Is this Miss Tang's territory?"
Lin Zi, who came here for the first time, felt a different atmosphere. She looked around curiously and excitedly, her long hair like a purple kite glowing with a warm luster in the sun.
"La Mancha means a place of endless peace and happiness."
A voice came from the side, and everyone looked at it. Don Quixote, wearing a silver knight's armor, stood aside, with a slight softness on his unsmiling face, "Thank you all for attending this funeral. At the same time, welcome to my hometown."
"This is a beautiful place."
Eluma stepped forward and hugged Don Quixote gently. She pursed her lower lip slightly and solemnly said to him: "Thank you and everyone at the Guardian Shield for everything you have done."
"You and Mr. Zhou Li have taught me a lot. This is what I should do."
Likewise, Don Quixote solemnly responded to Eluma's thanks. Although it may seem like a scene, to Don Quixote, these words are words from her heart.
During the period of following Zhou Li, although Don Quixote did not have a strong sense of presence, she did learn a lot from the entire team. The most typical one is flexibility.
Note that the whole flexibility refers to "treating specific groups of people with chivalry and charity", not Zhou Li's "my bottom line depends on my mood". For example, according to the chivalry spirit of the older generation, Don Quixote should not help the armies of other countries. This is an act without the soul of a knight. Under Zhou Li's influence, Don Quixote has abandoned this ancient thought and chosen inner justice.
Likewise, she also learned trust from Eluma. Trust yourself, but also trust your peers. In fact, Don Quixote's qualifications are completely divine. If her soul had not been bound by the ancient spirit of chivalry, she might have taken a step further and entered the realm given by the gods.
Of course, it's not too late, not at all. Don Quixote in the previous life also realized the error of the ancient spirit of chivalry, but the price was that the Twilight Forest was slaughtered. Her faith completely collapsed, and she raised her sword and pointed it at her most trusted comrade.
"By the way, where is Zhou Li?"
Eluma was suddenly stunned, and she realized that there was a hero missing from her side.
"over there."
After the guidance of the talented assistant Kaya, everyone focused on Zhou Li who was watching the excavator on the street. Ivey shook his head with a helpless smile and stepped forward.
Then he and Zhou Li squatted and looked at the excavator.
Finally, Ain grabbed Aiwei's ear and pulled Zhou Li, who was fascinated by the excavator, over. Zhou Li, who had just escaped from his childhood dream, noticed Don Quixote. He looked at the heroic girl up and down, and suddenly smiled.
"Promoted?"
ah?
The others were momentarily stunned. Neither the Lin sisters nor the Al brother and sister were professionals, so they couldn't sense it. As for Linghai and Kaya, one was taciturn and the other knew nothing, so no one knew that at this time, Don Quixote had entered the realm of brilliance and had touched the edge of a demigod.
"You can tell."
Nodding, Don Quixote did not have any pride, and said to Zhou Li as if it was a very ordinary thing: "After returning home, I advanced to the brilliant level, and now I have vaguely touched the demigod's body. It’s on the verge of breaking through within two years.”
"This is what you deserve."
Zhou Li is well aware of this girl's persistence and perseverance. Many times, the unsmiling Don Quixote is always the one with the lowest sense of existence. She just followed Zhou Li silently, standing behind Zhou Li with her shield and her Guardian Shield. But it was precisely because of her that Zhou Li often had the confidence to risk his life.
"The funeral will be held in two hours. A total of thirty-six people died this time. I will bury them at the foot of Mount Kachu, a sea of white dew flowers, which is also the home of our Guardian Shield."
Don Quixote's gaze swept across the white flowers worn by everyone, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes, but it quickly dissipated, "Everyone is still the same as before, there is no need to have too many sad or sad emotions. Each of our Guardian Shields We are ready to die in battle, and we don’t want the people we protect to be saddened by parting.”
"We understand."
Zhou Li nodded, and everyone also indicated that they understood the funeral customs. Under the leadership of Don Quixote, everyone came to the guest house, one of the few three-story buildings in this town.
"Actually, most of my castle is uninhabitable. Dozens of rooms have been completely destroyed due to humidity and lack of maintenance, so I have no choice but to take a rest here."
At this time, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Don Quixote's face. She has a castle, which occupies a small area. To use a high-EQ expression, it means that "the antiques are well preserved."
Normally, it is the point where it has not been maintained for more than a hundred years, and when a vampire comes, it will wrinkle its nose and roll.
Everyone in Zhou Li also knows about Don Quixote's predicament. In fact, Don Quixote is not short of money now. As the Guardian Shield hired by Zhou Li, his income in one year is already more than the tax revenue of other towns in two years. . But Don Quixote did not use this income to repair the castle. All the money was invested in town construction and training of the Guardian Shield.
Zhou Li had been to Don Quixote's castle in his previous life, or rather to that magical cave. That place already belongs to a haunted house where breathing animals cannot easily survive. No, ghosts can't even shame themselves to go to such a scary place.
Except for a few rooms where Don Quixote lived, the entire castle had no space for human survival. It was hard for Zhou Li to believe that this was a castle that a marquis could own. No, it was hard for him to believe that it was a habitable castle.
"It's okay, it's nice here."
It can be seen that Eluma really likes this small and exquisite guest house. She looked at the colorful clusters of windmills beside the window and said to Don Quixote with a smile: "People in La Mancha like windmills very much."
"this…"
Speaking of the windmill, a faint blush appeared on Don Quixote's face, which was extremely rare for her. But this was a fleeting thing. She quickly returned to her normal state and explained to everyone with relief:
“Everyone in La Mancha likes windmills because of me.”
"When I was young, I admired knights like my father, but my father had no intention of training me to be his successor at first. He believed that war was too dangerous and didn't want me, a girl, to take risks."
"But I didn't look like a girl at that time. I always played knights and dragons with the boys in La Mancha. I always played the dragon because I was tall. But actually, I wanted to be. Valiant knight."
A faint smile appeared on Don Quixote's face as he was lost in memories. She looked at the colorful windmills and said nostalgically: "Then one day, I held a knight's sword woven from vines and a pot lid. , imagining myself to be a heroic knight. I went to various areas of La Mancha, trying to find bad guys and surrender them. Unfortunately, there were no bad guys or evil dragons in La Mancha under my father's rule, so the little knight had no Find her purpose.”
"Later, I focused on windmills. At that time, I thought windmills were the biggest things in the world, and evil dragons were also the biggest things in fairy tale books. So I thought that windmills were actually transformed into evil dragons, and I, being righteous, I’m going to fight against the evil dragon and that big spinning windmill.”
The silver armor on his body, the sword on his waist, and the badge on his chest. Don Quixote felt everything, but the little knight appeared in front of his eyes, holding up his wooden sword, and bravely swung it at the huge windmill.
"Later, I had a fierce battle with the windmill for a day, and finally my mother came home and took her home to give me a severe lesson. This incident spread quickly, and everyone laughed and said that I was the windmill knight. I was very depressed at the time , I thought they were laughing at my childish behavior."
"But my father who used to be strict never said a word. On my twelfth birthday, my father called me over and handed me a real wooden sword."
"He said, I was very young, but I had the idea of protecting others. Although I only had a thin body, I dared to challenge powerful opponents with crude weapons. That day, my father taught me the badge of the Guardian Shield. , and officially began to teach me to become a knight."
"Slowly, I began to learn the rules of knighthood and began to practice with the iron sword. One day, my father took the guardian shield to a deep valley to rescue. It happened that on that day, a fleeing monster broke into La Mancha. When I was only fifteen years old, I took my shield and sword, stood under the windmill, and killed the monster."
When the monster roared and fell, the setting sun stretched the shadow of the windmill very long, and the reflection of the rotating wind leaves fell on Don Quixote. She raised her head and seemed to understand something.
"Actually, I like the name Windmill Knight."
The windmill rotates due to the wind, bringing people a good harvest.
