Lord Helanza

Natasha and Rita led little Peter into the stone house.

An oil lamp was lit outside the stone house. The bean-sized flame made the room very dim. Only old Sheila and Surdak were left in the room. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became extremely dull for a while .

Old Sheila sat at the door of the inner room, looking at Surdak warily.

"Where is my little Dark?" Old Sheila asked in a trembling voice.

Her eyes are full of expectations, pleadings, and faint sorrow. She seems to have some bad premonitions, but before she gets the truth, old Sheila still wants to ask, want to get an exact Answer.

The question that old Sheila was holding in her heart was finally asked.

Surdak rubbed his hands, took a deep breath, and said: "He died in the war. One month before his full military service, Pena Legion launched the Battle of Mo Yun Mountain Range..."

Hearing Surdak’s first sentence, Old Sheila felt that the whole day was about to collapse. Her nails were almost embedded in the flesh of her palms, and her heart was like a mess of rags. She was struggling with her hands. Screw them together to wring out all the dirty water inside.

Surdak said in great detail, telling old Sheila exactly what happened during his two-month expedition to Legion.

57 The Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment belongs to Pena Legion. It is a small reputation heavy infantry regiment that went out of Helanza City. In the past few years since the outbreak of the plane war, the number of soldiers who died was continuously Increasingly, almost half of the youngsters serving in the military service in the village will die on the battlefield. When Surdak was serving in the military, old Sheila used all her family savings in order to let Surdak join this excellent infantry regiment, hoping that her son could return safely, but she was looking forward to death for four years.

Old Sheila leaned against the stone wall next to the door, thinking with a sad face: If you used a little money in Kendo, even if you borrow a little more, you can let Surdak stay in Helanza City. In the military service, then maybe this kind of thing would not happen.

In the years when such plane wars broke out frequently, it is not uncommon for civilians to join the army and die on the battlefield under the system of full military service.

It's just that this kind of thing lies on my head, and that kind of grief and sadness will never be realized by outsiders.

Old Sheila tried hard to cover her mouth, not wanting to cry, her eyes had no tears, her rough hands were covered with calluses and cracks.

Surdak said to Old Sheila: "Before he is dying, I hope I can return to the village of Wall to take care of you."

Old Sheila glanced at Surdak with a look in her eyes. A lot has been eliminated, and asked him: "Are you a companion of Dak on the battlefield?"

"Yes!" Surdak replied.

Old Sheila looked at the youngster in front of her.

In a trance, the youngster's silhouette overlaps with the little Duck in his memory. Little Duck wants to reach out to touch old Sheila's face, wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and say:' Let little Dake take care of you! '

Old Sheila also wanted to take a look at Little Duck in the illusion, but it was a pity that the illusory light and shadow disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Sit in front of her, still this strange young Knight who is somewhat similar to Surdak.

Old Sheila lowered her head and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes. She thought a lot about her future life.

"Our family lives pretty well in Wall Village. We have clothes to protect our bodies from the cold, as well as rice and wheat to fill our stomachs. Although life is not rich, it is not too difficult. Although our life is plain, at least we can live it off without you needing to take care of us.” Old Sheila finally made a decision and said to Surdak.

Old Sheila said that life is not difficult, but Surdak didn't believe it very much.

"..."

Faced with the distrust of old Sheila, Surdak did not continue to say anything.

There is no extra bed left for Surdak. Old Sheila is outside the stone house. She built a temporary bed with the only chair and half of the wooden box, and let Surdak sleep here. He didn't go back to his room, he just sat on the wooden bench, leaning against the door of the inner room, and kept his eyes closed for the whole night in silence.

Surdak rode a horse for a day, lying hungry on a bed made of wooden boxes and chairs, and slept dazedly all night.

In the morning, the sun was shining down the window into the stone house, and a dazzling light shone on Surdak’s face. In his sleep, Surdak wanted to turn his head away, but hit the back of the chair. Woke up instantly.

A bowl of gruel made of cassava and crushed chestnuts fell in front of Surdak with a bang, and Old Sheila turned away with a cold face.

Surdak quickly sat up from the wooden box and drank the bowl of gruel, which did not look very good. The cassava pieces in the porridge had a slight fishy smell, but it was not too bad to drink. The door of the back room was closed tightly, but through the gap in the door panel, a pair of clear eyes could be seen looking out curiously. Surdak recognized it as little Peter at a glance.

Little Peter wanted to run out of the wood house, but was hugged tightly by the woman behind, and even covered his mouth.

Surdak stood awkwardly in the outer stone house, scratched his head and said, "I want to look around in the village. I have heard a lot about the village."

He tidyed up the demonic beast leather armor on his body. The modified Roman sword and blue iris shield were left in the stone house, and he turned and walked out of the house with his head bowed.

Old Sheila looked at Surdak’s back. She stood in the doorway and watched without saying a word as Surdak untie the reins of the Gubolai horse, watching him drink half a bucket of water for the horse. He took the reins and led the horse out of the yard until he walked far away, and then sat limp at the door...

...

Until the dinner, Surdak didn’t hold it. The horse returned from outside the village.

The Gubolai horse ate with a round belly, standing in the yard leisurely flicking its tail.

Old Sheila prepared an ordinary dinner for Surdak, chestnut noodle scones, a bowl of dark stew, there was nothing else, it seemed that the others had already eaten it. Rita and Natasha still hid in the inner room and refused to come out, but this time little Peter ran out happily, pestering Surdak, asking him to tell some stories on the battlefield.

Looking at Peter’s eyes full of longing, Surdak could only brace oneself and said: "Going to the battlefield will kill people. Whether it is a noble or a commoner, there is no difference in front of the devil. They are very vicious... "

Surdak grabbed a handful of lizard claws from his backpack, and pulled out a cold light dagger from the outside of his thigh. She was so frightened that she was wiping the table next to her, shaking with a rag in her hand. Almost fell out.

Little Peter looked at Surdak’s exquisite dagger very enviously, watching him peeling out the nuts while telling stories. Little Peter had never eaten such sweet nuts before, and he ate more than a dozen of them in succession. , Surdak was worried that Little Peter had indigestion, so he stopped after only fifteen and promised Little Peter that if he is willing to sleep on time, he will have nuts to eat tomorrow.

Finally persuaded little Peter to go to bed. Old Sheila took Surdak to another house. The stone house was so small that it could only put a wooden bed, and half of it was placed on the wooden shelf against the wall. Bags of chestnut rice, and piles of cassava with a wrinkled skin on the corner of the wall, these are probably their daily rations.

Old Sheila re-covered the worn but still clean sheets, and said to Surdak seriously: "You will sleep here tonight, and you can leave tomorrow morning!"

Surdak saw old Sheila's firm eyes, so she could only lightly sighed and said:

"Well, I will leave tomorrow. I will live in Helanza for a while. If there is anything needed If you do, you can ask the villagers to send me a letter, and the Knight group in Helanza will definitely find me."

Seeing that Surdak agreed to come down, Old Sheila turned around and walked out.

Surdak was lying on the bed, and through the gaps in the thatched roof, he could almost see the stars in the night sky.

I thought in my heart that I could not complete Surdak’s dying entrustment, so I could only leave the Gold Coins with them. If these Gold Coins can be properly concealed, it should be comfortable enough. The second half of his life is over.

Thinking of this, Surdak took the bag of Gold Coins from the magic pocket and hid it in the cassava pile in the corner.

Lying on old Sheila’s bed, Surdak was tossed and unable to fall asleep until the moment before dawn, Surdak fell asleep deeply.