The funeral was set up among the sea of white kites at the foot of the mountain. In the solemn and gentle white curtain, Don Quixote and her warriors carried dozens of coffins and walked slowly and heavily towards the cemetery.
There is no sad wind, and no drizzle that makes people cry. The sun fell on everyone's shoulders, and the fragrant breeze blew across their cheeks. Zhou Li stood among the crowds of people, silently watching the dignified and solemn team.
The people of La Mancha may not have received much education, and most of their lives have been just farmers, but the legacy left by the old lords makes these farmers more simple than they appear. Having never learned any etiquette, they maintained absolute silence. Everyone fixed their sights on the warriors who were sleeping forever and stood upright.
Soon, Don Quixote's team came to the middle of the road. Several old men with white hair and gray beards took a step forward, and their copper musical instruments emitted ethereal sounds like solitary hawks, crisscrossing among the clouds.
There was no mourning or crying.
The family members of the soldiers took a step forward and gently placed their palms on the coffin for a few seconds to express their final farewells.
Don Quixote walked at the front of the team, her shoulders sparkling with magic lines, but this was not a magic circle that relieved her burden. In that blue arc, countless thin lines spread over all the coffins, gathering their weight on Don Quixote's shoulders.
She did not use the power of a professional. At this time, there was a little sweat on Don Quixote's smooth forehead, but she paid no attention to it and did not make any abnormal movement.
Don Quixote just continued to carry dozens of lost lives and walked towards their destination.
The long cry of the solitary owl stopped, and Don Quixote stood still. Sixty-four square gaps appeared before her. Don Quixote's expression seemed to fluctuate slightly, but he quickly hid it. She closed her eyes and shouted with the loudest voice in her life:
"Homecoming!"
The call to return home seemed to frighten the wind. At this moment, this sea of white flowers seemed to freeze with time. But soon the cry of La Mancha was followed by Don Quixote's voice.
"Please come home!"
Taking a step forward, Don Quixote bent her right knee, half-kneeling on the ground, but her back was straight. She was just saying goodbye to these wanderers waiting to go home, and wanted to look at them levelly, that's all.
"Humility, honor, sacrifice!"
As the soul of the Guardian Shield, Don Quixote chose to personally place each soldier's coffin into his tomb. She gritted her teeth, lowered the heavy coffins into the ground, and slowly closed the coffins.
"Bravery, mercy, soul, honesty, justice!"
When the last coffin was placed in the tomb, Don Quixote stood in front of the monument and hammered his heart hard with his right hand. She stared at the sixty-four names that had burned out the fire of her soul, and a burning breath continued to rise in her chest.
"You fight for justice, and justice sings for you."
"The spirit of La Mancha will embrace you, and you will embrace the truth of chivalry."
"You will be with us, and we will gaze at the same sky and continue to follow the eternal spirit of chivalry."
Don Quixote took off the white flowers on her chest, and her armor made a crisp sound with her movements. Afterwards, all the people attending the funeral came forward one after another, silently placed white flowers under the stone tablet, and then stepped aside.
"Mom, is this dad's name?"
A girl about seven or eight years old walked to the stone tablet. She raised her head, looked at the familiar name, and asked timidly: "Why did dad write his name on it?"
The woman in black plain clothes had red eyes. She gently placed the bouquet on the altar of the stone monument, then leaned down and smiled in front of her daughter.
"Dad is a hero. He went to a far away place to protect more little pear. He may not come back for a long time."
"He carved his name on the stone just so that Xiaoli could come here to take a look and read his name when she misses him. This way, you can know that no matter when..."
The sky is very vast, and the sea of flowers is just a white sail. The woman and the girl were like two soft ink marks, writing messages on the white sail.
"He will always protect you."
Legend has it that a farmer was attacked by evil spirits, and he panicked and started running around. He ran for a long time, and finally broke into a cemetery full of wordless tombstones. When the farmer saw the tombstones without any characters, he was completely desperate, but he was exhausted and could no longer run. Faced with the evil spirits approaching step by step, the farmer could only lie down in the graveyard, quietly. Waiting for death to come.
However, the farmer did not die until dawn. He was surprised to find that the evil spirit kept wandering around the cemetery, roaring crazily, but did not dare to move forward even half a step. The curious farmer began to wander through the cemetery, hoping to find a sacred object that could ward off evil spirits. However, no matter how hard he searched, he could not find the holy object that could repel evil spirits.
It wasn't until he left that he unexpectedly discovered a tombstone with only words on it. He brushed off the dust on the tombstone and read the words on it softly.
"Tomb of the Unknown Knight"
"Salute to the exotic knight who gave his life to protect the village."
The martyrs are crowned with graves, and all evil spirits are afraid.
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The funeral is over.
These sixty-four soldiers who died in a foreign land will become part of the soul of this town, but they have left no scars on La Mancha. After the funeral, everyone returned to their homes and continued their work.
Don Quixote has given the most generous pensions to the families of all martyrs. The girl named "Raya Pear" and her mother will no longer have to worry about money for the rest of their lives. But Li's mother did not keep all the pension in her hands. On the contrary, she quickly found Don Quixote and hoped to send Li to the academy so that she could study.
With Lin Zi's help, the girl entered a college with a good environment in Silver City to study history and arithmetic. That college is not the best aristocratic school, but it is the most suitable college for Li.
Three days later, Don Quixote settled everything. She also recruited the previously trained reserve Guardian Shield into the legion. Due to insufficient numbers, the Guardian Shield did not continue the original hundred-man regiment, but only fifty people remained.
But this is not a weakening of the Guardian Shield. On the contrary, all the Guardian Shields that survived the war in Jordan were promoted. This legion led by Don Quixote has twelve dazzling knights. There are even three demigod knights. Except for the new knights, the rest are all platinum-level guardian knights.
This is a huge upgrade for Guardian Shield. In this world, personal power may play a big role in war, but what really determines the outcome of the war is the final word of each legion.
A legion is not a simple superposition of numbers. In the entire continent, there are only a few teams that can be called "legions". Each legion is the leading force of the country. Just like the Pioneering Sword Legion that Zhou Li looked down upon, they could compete with or even defeat demigod-level enemies on the frontal battlefield.
You must know that there are many gold professionals in the Sword of Development Legion, but with the terrifying blessing of the legion, they still have the strength to fight across levels.
Therefore, the Guardian Shield now led by Don Quixote has a vague appearance of the Immortal Diamond back then. For Don Quixote, if she can lead the current Guardian Shield again, she is confident to protect more people and save more people who died at the hands of falsehood.
For Magnum, and even for the entire world, the reappearance of the Guardian Shield is a matter worthy of attention. If Zhou Li is a humanoid self-propelled nuclear bomb, then the Guardian Shield, whose strength has been greatly enhanced, is an elite tank unit. They may not have terrifying destructive abilities, but they have a role that Zhou Li cannot replace.
"Mr. Zhou Li, I have something..."
Don Quixote plans to set up the training venue for new recruits in the Twilight Forest. There are monsters suitable for training in that place, and there are also farmhouses as supply points. It is an ideal training ground.
On the way to the twilight forest, Don Quixote rarely came to Zhou Li's magic car. Blushing with embarrassment, he said in a somewhat unspeakable voice, "I want to tell you something."
Um? ? ?
To be honest, when the blushing Don Quixote appeared in front of Zhou Li, Zhou Li, who was deep in thought due to the black fog while driving, almost jumped out of the car.
"what's the situation?!"
Zhou Li patted his chest, his expression more shy than Don Quixote's, "You don't have any thoughts about your brother, do you?"
"Stop making fun of me."
Interrupted by Zhou Li, Don Quixote, who laughed angrily, lost the coquettishness he had just shown. Zhou Li laughed hahaly, took out a can of sparkling water from the trunk of the magic car and handed it to Don Quixote, saying to her in a gentle tone:
"Just tell me what you have to say, your face is really not suitable for thinking."
"You...sigh."
The helpless Don Quixote sighed, and Eluma on the side covered her mouth with a smile on her face. Don Quixote, who was no longer nervous at all, looked at Zhou Li and said to him: "That's it, I want to borrow some money from you."
"Um?????"
This news almost made Zhou Li squeeze the sparkling water in front of Don Quixote. It wasn't because he was stingy and didn't want to borrow money. To Zhou Li, money was just a number. Anyway, there were many people in Magnum III who could spend money. It's a flower. However, he was unprecedentedly shocked by "Don Quixote's" "borrowing money".
This is like Tang Seng coming to the daughter's kingdom and resisting all kinds of temptations from the daughter king. Just when the readers are bored and ready to read "Tang Sanzang sticks to his true heart and leaves his daughter's country to continue his journey", Tang Monk suddenly lifts his cassock, throws away his Zen staff, directly marries the queen of his daughter's country, establishes the Tang religion, and develops the St. Gandhi missile bombing Elysium, unifying the three realms and becoming One Piece in the new century is as nonsense.
"Sorry, I know this request is out of the blue."
Don Quixote lowered his head slightly. For her, borrowing money was far more uncomfortable than being beaten. After all, I have grown so big and I don’t know how many times I have been beaten because of fights with geese and roosters, but this is the first time I have borrowed money.
"It doesn't matter if you borrow money, we are not short of money for anything else now."
Zhou Li scratched his head and asked curiously: "But what I'm curious about is, why did you borrow the money?"
"Forehead…"
There was some hesitation, but Don Quixote still answered: "Aren't you going to Tariq?"
"hold head high."
"You will bring the Guardian Shield with you when you go to Tariq."
"Um."
"Although Tarik never invades, their people are born to be warriors in the snow. You know this."
"ah."
"Tariq holds a warrior tournament every three years in the winter. I just recruited new soldiers, so..."
"Ouch."
Zhou Li nodded and said with a sudden realization: "You want to borrow money to lead the Guardian Shield to participate in Tariq's annual warrior tournament, and you want to train new recruits while improving cohesion and combat effectiveness, right?"
"That's right, that's right."
Zhou Li suddenly fell silent. After a long time, he asked quietly: "Then why do you have to lay the groundwork?"
Looking at Don Quixote, whose cheeks were suddenly covered with crimson, Zhou Li was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. This knight lady seldom socializes, let alone borrows money from others. This seems to be because she is unkind and doesn't like to socialize, but only Zhou Li knows...
Don Quixote's thoughts would run wild whenever he spoke to anyone.
In his previous life, Zhou Li had a drink with Don Quixote once. Don Quixote, who was exposed to alcohol for the first time in his life, lived up to expectations. He fell drunk immediately after the second drink and began to cry and complain to Zhou Li. She said that once she talks to others, many thoughts will appear in her brain involuntarily.
Just like if you tell her to eat bananas tonight, Don Quixote's brain will say to her, "Bananas grow in southern cities. Last time I went to Aspiri, the capital of Nia, I saw a stone sculpture. I remember Austar." There is a blue bird on the stone sculpture in Li Square. Will it eat the blue rice..."
Then, Don Quixote will be stunned, but she will subconsciously keep a straight face, which will put those who want to chat with Don Quixote into a cold cellar. In the end, it will be concluded that Don Quixote is unwilling to communicate with others. A rather solitary answer.
"Okay, I agree."
Zhou Li, who quickly pulled away from his memories, nodded and said to Don Quixote without any hesitation: "Go to Lin Zi's to get it based on three times the budget you have in mind right now."
"well?"
Don Quixote was stunned for a moment. Zhou Li looked at the confused Don Quixote, laughed and said to her: "I don't know you yet? Your budget is definitely passing by the deadline, can you Save as much as possible, save as much as possible. We are not short of a few gold coins now. Don’t forget that adequate and comfortable rest and nutritious food will greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of soldiers. Take a long-term view.”
Before Don Quixote could refuse, Zhou Li laughed and tried to step on the accelerator and fly away. But he was seriously stopped by Kurogiri, who focused on "safe driving", and finally became so angry that Eluma let out Kurogiri, and competed fairly with him without using strength or attack.
However, Don Quixote still had confusion in his eyes.
After a long time, Don Quixote lowered his head and whispered in confusion:
"I'm not prepared to save money..."
