According to Léger, the village where his father was born didn't have a proper name. After his father became the commander of the legion, he named the village Green Garden. As the name implied, it was a world full of green. His father also tried his best to get a tax-free permit for the villagers, turning the village into a comfortable home.
In the early morning, they finally arrived at Green Garden. Léger looked at the scenery in front of him quietly, his chest heaving up and down. Apparently, he was deeply moved. In fact, Green Garden was not an isolated village. The key was that the commander of the Legion of Conrad was so powerful that the municipal officials didn't dare to offend him. Under the protection of Conrad, the villagers of Green Garden had enjoyed a comfortable life for more than ten years.
Farmers were more grateful than nobles and were more easily moved. When Conrad was buried, all the villagers came and cried in front of his tombstone. It was not an act. Their sadness was no less than that of Léger. Some of them even cried in front of Conrad's tombstone for several days, which was something that even Léger couldn't do.
Talking about the past, Léger's eyes turned red. When he saw the villagers, he understood his father's intention.
Normally, Knight of Conrad had spent a lot of energy on Riptide and won a lot of love. Therefore, he should be buried near the headquarters of Riptide in Beit City, which would sound better.
However, Lei Zhe vaguely understood that his father did not want that kind of life. He had only become a general because life had forced him to that position. Perhaps … when his father was busy with the matters of the division, he always wished to return to that small mountain village to be accompanied by the blue sky and white clouds. Otherwise, why didn't his father blame him when he was spurned by his mother's whole family? On the contrary, his father always indulged him. It was because his father was too tired that he didn't want his son to follow the same path.
Perhaps it was because he was homesick, or perhaps there was too much guilt in his heart, but Léger's emotions were close to morbid. He would always tell the story of his father tirelessly.
Han Jin and the others felt very strange. They really did not expect that there would be such a person in the world.
Riptide was the Beitman's number one main army. The army's strength was too strong, so strong that it couldn't be controlled by any one City Lord. If this really happened, the other three City Lords would definitely start a war. This was because the City Lord who controlled Riptide would unify the Beitman sooner or later. No one would be willing to wait for death. Thus, Riptide had always been outside the influence of the other four City Lords. This was the only way to avoid the danger of a civil war.
Of course, controlling such an army would allow one to do many things. For example, obtaining a fief, accumulating wealth, and so on. To the Knight of Conrad, these were just small matters. However, he had never sought personal benefits. After Conrad died of illness, Léger sold his family's property and escorted his father's coffin back to his hometown. He also moved his mother's coffin to be buried with him. This had already used up most of his inheritance. In other words, the weapons and soft armor that Léger had now were all earned by himself. They had nothing to do with Conrad.
An upright leader would of course be respected, but a leader who was upright to the point of stupidity would make people sigh.
The giant tortoise broke into the green garden and ran on a hillside facing the sun. Below it was the village where the villagers lived. Han Jin suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why was there no smoke?
At that moment, Léger shouted, "Wait, wait!"
Han Jin hurriedly controlled the giant tortoise to stop. Léger jumped down from the giant tortoise and followed a small path into the forest. Han Jin and the others knew that they had arrived. Out of courtesy, Han Jin asked the giant tortoise to stop outside and followed Sunier, Morrisons, and the others into the forest.
There was no graveyard as they had imagined. There was only a large pit in front of them. Yellowish brown water was seeping out of the bottom of the pit, and there were broken bricks everywhere. The scene was a mess. Léger was standing at the edge of the pit in a daze. No one knew what he was thinking.
"What's going on?" Morrisons shouted in surprise.
"Who did this? Who did this?! " Léger suddenly roared. His eyes turned blood red, and the veins on his forehead and neck bulged. Especially when he roared, the veins on his neck bulged as high as a finger. He looked like he was about to bite someone.
Seeing Léger close to madness, Han Jin and the others were stunned. They didn't know how to comfort him. Stillberg's scream came from outside the forest. "Young master, there's an enemy! There's an enemy! They're coming for us! "
Han Jin and the others hurriedly rushed outside. They saw a group of people surrounding the giant tortoise. They were holding forks, sticks, and other objects and were hitting the giant tortoise. Some of them were even trying to climb onto the giant tortoise. Sylvia and the two mercenaries were desperately defending. Because the attackers were mostly old men and women, and they were also villagers of the green garden, they couldn't hit them too hard. They could only push them down gently. However, the attackers didn't care. Once they got on the tortoise's back, they would be greeted with sticks and forks.
"You heartless people … Give us back our man!"
"Bastards, bastards! You've already taken our master away, what are you doing here! "
"Kill them …"
"Let's do it! Avenge our master! Let's do it … "
Old, hoarse, sharp, and children's cries mixed together. Sylvia was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. The people below seemed to have gone crazy. Just now, when she reached out to push an old man, he opened his mouth and bit her wrist. She flung the old man aside in pain. Then, she saw that there were a few teeth hanging on her wrist. The old man opened his bloody mouth and continued to pounce on her. This kind of strong fighting spirit gave Sylvia a headache.
She couldn't fight back, and she couldn't pull out her sword to attack. If this continued, she would lose the battle sooner or later! Sylvia anxiously saw Han Jin and hurriedly shouted, "Help … Come and save us!"
The women turned around and saw Han Jin and the others. Before they could do anything, Léger rushed out of the forest like a mad tiger and roared, "Who is it?! Who destroyed my father's graveyard?! "
"Young Master Léger?" An old man saw Léger and showed a surprised and happy expression. He stumbled over to Léger and said, "Young Master Léger is back … That's great! We're saved … "
Léger was on the verge of madness. He grabbed the old man's collar and lifted him up in the air. "Is it you? Tell me! Is it you?! "
The old man was held so tightly that his eyes rolled back. His lips kept opening and closing, but he couldn't say a word.
With a whoosh, the group of old men and women gathered together. Although Léger looked terrible, at least there was a pillar of support. The villagers didn't care about anything else and surrounded Léger, crying and wailing.
Léger finally knew that his father's graveyard was destroyed by the new cavalry commander of Riptide, General Rudolf. His father's coffin was taken away, and his mother's coffin was burned on the spot. At that time, the men in the village rushed out and tried to reason with General Rudolf. In the end, a conflict broke out. About seven or eight men were killed, and the rest were taken away.
The women wept sorrowfully while pointing at the edge of the forest. There were a few more clumps of yellow soil, and their men were buried under them. This was the idea of the elders in the village. They had received so many favors from Master Conrad, so they should repay him. Since they died to protect Master, they should bury them in the forest.
After understanding everything, Léger's face turned pale. He turned and walked towards the forest, but his body shook and he fell to the ground. For Léger, this feeling was very strange. In fact, he was very clear-headed and knew what he should do. First, he had to find his mother's body and bury it. Then, he had to discuss with Han Jin and ask for help to find out where his father was taken. Then, they could go and rob him together. However, his legs refused to listen to him. He wanted to walk, but he couldn't. He wanted to turn around, but he could only turn halfway. Seeing that the ground was getting closer and closer to him, Léger panicked. Suddenly, his vision turned black, and he lost consciousness.
Han Jin quickly squeezed through the crowd and put his finger on Léger's wrist. Morrisons also squeezed in. He asked in confusion, "What are you doing? How is Léger? "
"He's fine. He's just too agitated." Han Jin let go of his hand.
"Then why don't you wake him up?"
"Don't you think he should sleep a little longer?" Han Jin sighed.
"Actually … Léger should have expected this," Sunier whispered.
"What?"
"If those people dared to do this to him, they obviously didn't care about his father. What can a coffin that can't talk do?"
"Didn't they say … Knight of Conrad was very influential in Riptide? How dare they do this to him? "
"He was very influential when he was alive, but not after death." Sunier smiled bitterly.
Everyone was silent. Conrad had done so much for the legion when he was alive, but he was treated like this after his death. It was truly chilling.
After a while, Stillberg came over and shouted, "Master, I know. Knight of Conrad was taken to Ninth Town!"
"How did you know?"
"The two women over there told me." Stillberg pointed with his finger. "Their men were taken to Ninth Town. They secretly went there a few days ago and found that Knight of Conrad's coffin was placed in the square. General Rudolf gave an order that anyone who spat on the coffin would be rewarded with a copper coin, and …"
"Stop talking!" Han Jin shouted. He looked at Léger and found that Léger was still unconscious. He was relieved. If Léger heard this, who knew what would happen to him!
(I thought my grades would be very bad after this accident. I was determined to be an ostrich and focus on writing. I didn't expect everyone to support me so much. I'm so touched! Many of my friends also left their experiences in quitting smoking. Actually, quitting should be easy. I quit several times a year … but this time, I really went all out. There may still be cigarettes at home, but there is no fire. Even the electric lighter has been taken away. And the door is locked from the inside. No matter if my friends want to find me or I want to find my friends, there is no door. This is the last way to smoke. Of course, there are other ways, such as focusing and so on. There is also a magnifying glass at home. But if I'm forced to that point, quitting smoking will be a failure, so it can be ignored.) (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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