The Starting Poem of the Abyss 7 of 4

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On the aisle of the hall, a knight in black armor walked heavily to the throne to discuss military affairs with the ministers. This is a young knight in his twenties, with a face mixed with anger and pain under his long messy blonde hair. The ministers looked sideways at the sudden footsteps, but after seeing the appearance of the visitor, they suddenly fell silent and made way for him. The knight went straight to the throne and knelt down on one knee to the stunned queen:

"Captain of the Fenrill Cavaliers' Salamanda Squad, Silver Knight Farn Flins, see Her Majesty the Queen!"

"Fern Flins? You are General Lannold's..."

"It is the eldest son of General Lannold. My father was killed in the battle in the French Plains a few days ago. He came down to report to Her Majesty the Queen and asked her Majesty to remember her father's achievements to the past of the Kingdom of Haier Milan and allow a corresponding funeral.

The air in the hall condensed to the freezing point in an instant. Selysia stood up with a pale face and shaking her body:

"You said General Lannold..."

"My father was killed in the battle in the French Plains a few days ago."

Fane repeated it and raised his head. There was a burning anger in his eyes, which made Selysia afraid to face him for a moment:

"What's going on? Mr. Farn, please stand up and tell me the details of what happened.

Faun still knelt on the ground and did not get up, but lowered his head again:

"The Haier Milan reinforcements led by my father were ambushed by the Sierras battleship team when they were about to reach the plains. Five thousand cavalry suffered hundreds, while General Wilsam was seriously injured, and his father was unfortunately shelled to death. The remaining troops temporarily retreated to Loya's garrison in case of the pursuit of the Sierras army, and asked Her Majesty the Queen to rule to stay.

"So...what's the situation of Welland?"

General Lawitz withdrew most of the defenders in accordance with His Majesty's order, and he and the soldiers who left voluntarily were stationed until the last moment. If he hadn't delayed the enemy's march for two days, perhaps Silas's troops had rushed into his own hinterland, and the reinforcements led by his father could not escape the result of the destruction of the whole army. Although this move is indeed beyond his authority, please also give General Lavits a corresponding funeral.

The news of two deaths and one injury of the three generals was like a boulder falling from the sky, which suddenly suffocated the people in the hall. Queen Selysia couldn't help covering her chest sadly:

"I didn't expect this to happen... I'm really sorry... General Lannold and General Lawitz..."

"Your Majesty, it's not the time to cry. What's your reply to Your Excellency Farn?"

"Let's follow the instructions of Your Excellency Farn, Sir Rollinforth. In addition... please leave all ministers except you. I want to talk to you alone."

Lorefours nodded to the ministers, and the people retreated in turn. Farn's last one stood up and stared at the Queen with some resentment and helplessness before leaving the hall. After confirming that there was no one in the hall, his face immediately sank. Selysia shrank and lowered her head in fear:

"Ro...Lord Rollinforth..."

"What a pity, as General Lannold expected... Your Majesty should know what caused all this, right? My ministers and I have spoken to your majesty, but your majesty is committed to suppressing our voices with the majesty of the scepter. What should Your Majesty be prepared to face the results now?

"How come... I just want to save General Lawitz..."

"Unfortunately, Your Majesty's kindness was a wrong decision at the beginning. After all, war requires blood and life, and there can never be a perfect ending as your majesty's ideal. General Rawitz knew this well that he made a decision against His Majesty's will and died on the battlefield. The sacrifice of General Lannold is also a result of His Majesty's simple ideals. On the premise that we cannot change the status quo of the war, we must choose the necessary sacrifices in exchange for future victory, which is the law that the war itself must follow. I hope that the sacrifice of the two generals can make you understand this truth at a huge cost.

"But... I just can't look at General Lawitz..."

"Your Majesty, do you think there is anyone I would like to sit and watch? Does Your Majesty think that General Lawitz really doesn't want to obey your will? However, please don't forget that what we want to save is not only General Lawitz, but also thousands of creatures in Haier Milan! As the situation worsens, more generals and soldiers will lose their lives in the cruel war. Is Your Majesty ready to issue orders for the same reason? What was your mentality when you faced His Excellency Farn just now? Who can't see what kind of contradictory mood this young man stood in front of His Majesty? He was fully qualified to resent and scold His Majesty, but he resisted such an impulse based on his loyalty to the kingdom like General Lannold! Your Majesty..."

"Enough! Please! Please don't go on! Lord Rowlingforth!"

Sericia covered her face and cried. Rollinforth ignored her grief without mercy and hit the scepter heavily on the ground:

Please don't shed your noble tears, Your Majesty! Since you put on that crown, you are doomed to have nothing to do with tears. No matter what kind of realistic impact you encounter, you can't lower your noble head! Now please raise your Majesty's head and tell me what strategy should be next? How to resist Silas's march? How to face Heland's imperctuation? Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down before answering your question."

Rowlingforth turned around and saw Ferrinwen's figure and couldn't help frowning:

"What are you doing here?"

"Because Sir Rumier came to me and said... 'Now Her Majesty has almost been scolded by the High Priest', so I have to take a look at the situation... It's really the same as he expected."

"That old guy... Well, maybe my requirements for Her Majesty are still too strict. I'll leave it to you for the time being. However, I hope the Queen can give us a reply as soon as possible. Silas's warship is approaching us, and there is not much time left for the Queen to be sad.

" Speaking of this, there is a message to bring to the High Priest. Please go to the research institute to have a look. There may be news that will satisfy you."

"Oh... If that's the case, it's a great thing to celebrate. I hope those young people don't disappoint me as an old man..."

"I don't think any young man dares to joke with you, right? When I told them that I would ask you to see the results, their tension and joy were undisguised.

"Humph... It seems that the future of the kingdom really needs to rely on those young people. I hope Her Majesty can always cheer up the people like them.

After Rollinfors disappeared at the end of the corridor with excited footsteps, Ferrinwen smiled with relief, and then came to the throne to help Cisselia, who had been crying:

"Please don't cry anymore, Your Majesty, what you should do now is to raise your head. I understand how your compassionate heart has been hit to make you make such a gaffe, but tears can't bring you any answer after all. Please show your will to your subjects with a smile.

Sericia grabbed Ferrinwen's hand. Although she barely stopped crying, her body was still trembling:

"Felinwen... I really shouldn't wear this crown... I really shouldn't be a queen! I can't bear it anymore... General Lawitz, General Lannold, and those soldiers... They all gave their lives because of my orders. What kind of sins am I committing... Fei Linwen, what should I do..."

"Oh, this is not like what you should say, Your Majesty. How can you say such childish words after wearing the crown?

Felinwen stroked Selysia's hair and slowly became melancholy:

"But... the queen is such a helpless definition. No matter what kind of grief there is, you can't cry easily in front of your subjects, because every tear may shake the survival foundation of the whole country... So let your smile bring us courage and hope. All pain and hardships are the only way for Haier Milan to victory. Your Majesty, please show your smile as you used to pester me to play with you.

"Filinwen... I understand everything you said, but what should I do now? How can I express my apologies to Farn and the soldiers who died? Maybe I can't express my atonement to them all my life, but..."

"Oh, that... That's not what I should say, let alone I can make a decision, because you are the Queen, and I'm just your side. However, please remember that cruel decisions will hurt your benevolent heart and sometimes save more lives in danger. For the sake of Haier Milan, please work hard to practice the king's way you should follow.

Under the Queen's edict, a total of 40 teachers and students from the National Wind Department and the Department of Fire of the Holy Moonlight were recruited. The whole college fell into a state of semi-suspension, and the students were also doing nothing to spend time in all corners of the college all day, but only going out was strictly prohibited. Students from other countries who had been angry because they were detained as hostages, and even often clashed with Haier Milan's students, gradually diluted their original extreme attitude after they found that they were not under the excessive control as imagined. Therefore, the time of the whole college seemed to have completely stagnated, and an irregular linear movement was staged.

Among them, the most boring is the Valkyrie Swordsmen. Xilu and loyd have been missing for a month, and ten of them have been recruited by the queen this time. The few people, led by Kick, have been lazy for basic training. Some girlfriends enjoy dating in the square every day, while thanking this inexplicable holiday for their relationship. Strong assistance, and without a girlfriend, you can only complain all day long, and the most complaint is, of course, why you don't have a suitable girlfriend...

"Ah... What a rotten holiday. Is there anything exciting going on?"

Soaked in this near-vacuum world, even the fierce bear Keke was silent, and the rest of the people were staggered and lost their vitality. In fact, the whole cafe was as dead as they were. Kik couldn't help shouting "ah":

"Find a way to find something interesting to do! It's okay to find someone to fight or peep at the women's bath or something! It's better than rotting and moldy in this place!"

"It doesn't make sense for us to say this! If it could be done, I would have done it long ago! Not to mention that the women's bathroom is guarded by strict boundaries and local puppets, even if they want to find someone to fight, they can't find any reason. Now everyone looks like this, and they can't afford to mention any ** at all!"

Among the companions who once fought side by side with Kick in the Lightwind Forest Monastery, Gerrard of the water system was the only one who stayed in the cafe to spend time with his comrades-in-arms without being drafted or girlfriend. Although the face under brown curly hair is also the standard of a beautiful man, perhaps because his physical strength and perseverance are relatively weak, he always acts indecisive on some occasions that need to be popular, which greatly reduces the evaluation of him by girls who generally have a good impression of the swordsmen. However, his temper is completely opposite to his appearance, and he is a type that is easy to be serious and almost paranoid. Once he is opened, it is difficult to stop the topic that excites him. Just like now, he is chattering with righteous indignation:

"Everyone! Anyway, we are a member of the Valkyrie Swordsmen's Group! This Valkyrie swordsman group was promoted to a princess because of their meritorious service in rescuing the princess... Now it should be the second direct guard of the queen...! The guard on an equal footing with the rumored saint Miss Fei Linwen! But now we can only drink these monotonous juices in this narrow place! Even a civilian knight like Loide can become lovers with Xilu! Even Rezo and these guys have recently found their home, but the cute goblins in the square have not looked at us! Whether as a swordsman or a knight, even if he is just a magician! This is an intolerable reality! Whether it is honor or strength, we don't lack anything! Why is the reality so unfair..."

seemed to respond to his complaint, and the door of the cafe was suddenly opened. The people present were surprised when they saw that there were three girls, just because the cafe seemed to be forced by a decree to "limit boys" and seemed to be extremely monotonous. After hesitating for a moment at the door, the three girls made up their minds and strode to Gerrard:

"Well...that... are you Mr. Gerrard, the temporary acting captain of the Valkyrie Swordsmen' Regiment?"

Childe is the captain, Ferdinand is the deputy captain, and Kick is the staff officer. As for Gerard's "temporary acting captain's document", he only added the title at will when both captains are absent, but only everyone inside the swordsmen's team knows why these three girls can understand so clearly? The girl is indeed a natural intelligence expert and will never be the second spy... Gerrard felt that his spring suddenly came again in this hot summer, and he stood up gratefully:

"I'm Gerald himself! Excuse me..."

"That...that's just..."

After the first short-haired girl was embarrassed for a while, she took out a letter and handed it to him.

"Is it... the legendary... fairy love letter?"

Gerard's voice trembled and his whole body trembled, and the blonde girl couldn't help but be a little confused:

"Yes... it's a love letter, but it's not a fairy love letter..."

Ah! The great goddess Faris! The deep-sea favors contained in your selfless mind did not abandon me, a poor teenager surrounded by infinite loneliness. Although the appearance and size of this blonde girl are not as perfect as my ideal, I will also thank her for her deep vision and wise choice... Gerrard is in my heart. Li silently read the so-called prayer, but the girl shyly took a sentence:

"Please be sure to forward it to Mr. Ferdinand... Thank you very much."

"...ha?"

Until the girl ran out of the door, Gerrard did not get out of the sudden shock. His companions couldn't help laughing when they saw his ever-changing face. The second black-haired girl handed over the same love letter again:

"Well...then...me too, Mr. Gerrard...please give it to Mr. Roid."

" Even loyd..."

Gerard's body weakened again with the girl's departure. The huge reality contrast made his nerves, which were prone to short circuit, tighten again. Even his companions found that this guy seemed to have an outbreak of crisis and were ready to stop it. The third blue-haired girl put a delicate small cardboard box. The son was sent to him:

"This...this is a small gift, Mr. Gerrard..."

"Give...give it to me?"

I thought it was a simple hallucination, but after witnessing the girl in front of him nodded hard, Gerard immediately changed to a serious look mixed with unconcealed excitement:

"Thank you very much for your gift."

"No... I don't know if it suits your taste... Can you try it?"

You don't need to remind me that I have such a plan! If you don't open a gift like this and taste it, it's simply the greatest rudeness to the goddess! As a nobleman, even if he is just a knight, he must conquer this small cardboard box like completing the most difficult task! Ah! The deep-sea grace contained in the goddess's selfless heart has not abandoned me...

Gerard opened the box with trembling hands... Well, how to describe it... This white thing should be dessert, right? Although it looks like a small piece of broken mound, it does not emit the aroma that dessert should have, and it tastes that can't be correctly described in any language... However, the nobles are born without cooking! You can't force anything too much in this regard. As long as you can receive a gift, you will be very lucky... Gerard pretended to be a gourmet and swallowed the so-called dessert. After confirming that his stomach will not produce an embarrassing upright reaction in a short time, he nodded respectfully:

"Although it can't be called superior, the results full of heart are more sacred than any treasure. I'm really grateful."

The companions almost sprayed rice for this pretentious posture, but the girl was moved to close their palms in front of their chests:

"I'm really happy to get your praise... So did you eat it, Mr. Gerrard?"

Huh? Excuse me... What does it mean to 'really eat it'?

Suddenly, there was a subtle hunch... The girl's eyes began to shine:

"Well...our dormitory is on the first floor over there... Do you know?"

"su...dormitory or something...isn't it?"

Gerard resisted the impulse of nosebleeds and waited for the following. The girl's shy posture of stirring his fingers made him almost crazy, and his companions were stunned by his "female robbery" when they heard the word "dormitory".

"There... the weed on the lawn has almost grown to the door of the room, so I would like to ask you a favor... You won't refuse, will you?"

The air instantly dropped to the freezing point... The look of his companions turned into gloating, but Gerrard seemed to hear the crisp sound of his heart bursting...

What is this?

Send me this unspeakable thing in order to invite me to her dormitory?

Go to her dormitory to help her weed?

still said to me like that, "You won't refuse, will you?"

This is a foul, little girl... No! It's not a foul, it's a crime! It is a death crime that will be beheaded on the spot!

Gerard slapped the table hard and shouted:

"Miss! I'm a knight! And he is a knight of the Queen's Guard!"

"Wow! Yes... I'm sorry! I have no intention of insulting your identity..."

The frightened girl saluted desperately, and Gerrard patted hard on the table:

"Because it's a knight! So you must not do anything different from words and deeds! That's not only me who insulted the knight... but also me who insulted the nobles! This young lady! Please lead the way!"

"Really...I really appreciate it! Mr. Gerrard, please follow me!"

So Gerald's thin figure seemed to be a little thinner at this moment, which made him feel extremely pitiful. After Kik saw him leave, he couldn't help laughing:

"It's really kind, Gerrard. I really wish you a safe return after removing the weeds. But being tricked by the terrible trap of girls, it's really not a qualified knight..."

In fact, not only him, but the whole cafe made fun of laughter. Although it is also common for girls to ask boys to help clean up, and most of the people present have been "lucky" several times, but the scene in front of them today is enough to invoke the biggest joke and lesson in their lives so far. Soon, the whole cafe seemed to be mixed with other noise except laughter. At this time, someone stood up and shouted, "Please be quiet!" Everyone also stopped laughing in shock:

"What are you doing! Don't suddenly scare people with your sissy, okay?"

"I... I have something to say! Important words to say!"

"Do you want to find your partner here? But we don't have that kind of terrible idea!"

No wonder it can suppress everyone's wave-like laughter. This student completely overwhelmed others with " momentum". His tone is not only a girlish tone, that is, the so-called "sissy". The whole person feels like too much honey and sweet glue injected into a male mold, and mixed with a wooden stick called "Strong people are difficult". However, the student didn't care about other people's eyes and continued to take over his topic with that voice that would be disgusting at any time:

"Everyone! Since it comes to helping each other, there is one thing that can be asked by the swordsmen!"

"Do you also want to ask us to remove the grass?"

"It's to investigate! I saw it last night! That! I saw that!"

"What did you see! Can you make it clear? That one, have you seen any girl's **?

"No! It's not that kind of boring thing!"

"Ha? Do you think it's boring? You're not really a woman, are you? That kind of thing! The kind of wonderful existence that is as sacred to us as the teachings of a god, just imagine that will be given infinite power, enough for us to dare to fight against the magic dragon. How can it be such a boring thing! Even if we bet on the dignity of the aristocracy, we are willing to strive for the presentation even for a moment! You are so good and evil!"

The speech of the swordsman group resonated, and everyone coincidentally said, "Uh-huh, ah, ah, and their eyes suddenly became sharp. It's just that none of this can make any change for that student:

"Please listen to me! It's really a mysterious thing! That! Last night, because I stayed too late in the library, everyone had rested when I returned to the dormitory. When I passed the path on the other side of the square, because the moon and stars were beautiful, like a bride in a wedding dress in the church, I suddenly had the impulse to write poetry..."

"If you have an impulse, please don't recite it in front of us!"

"That's the time! I saw it! A dark shadow flew through the sky! Huge shadow! Obviously, it's in such a high sky! But it's so huge!"

The young man raised his hands and drew:

"At least five times bigger than this... No, seven times or eight times! Maybe ten times!"

"You're not dreaming, are you? Or is it simply dazzled? How can there be such an exaggerated thing? Even Griffin is just a little black dot flying in such a high sky!"

"So! I was really scared at that time! It's like being choked by something... But when I want to take a closer look, the shadow has disappeared. At first, I thought it was just an illusion, but I was really awake at that time! So I suddenly felt very uneasy today, so..."

"If what you said is true... I'm afraid only the magic dragon can reach this level?"

Kick's casual words caused a burst of exclamation:

"Magic Dragon! What are you kidding, Kik! That's just a legend!"

"So I said 'I'm afraid', you idiots! Please use your brain to listen to other people's words! In a word... If what you see is really true, then we should be careful. Don't you forget that our swordsmen chased the enemy that time and met the enemy's warship on the La Chapelen Plain!"

"You mean... that could be the enemy's warship?"

"So everyone should be careful! There are warships passing over the college. What do you think is the reason? What will happen to the enemy? If it's like the ancient ancestors last time, it's not fun. After a shelling, everyone will become meat sauce! It seems that we can't sleep soundly these nights. We have to investigate the shadow well!"