Alien world

Chapter 1082 4. The gathering red stars will set the prairie on fire
Victory, what a wonderful word, a word that countless people desire, and it can even cover up the countless sorrows behind it.

But the price is there, no matter how hard you try to pretend not to see it, it exists.

So compared to failure and victory, better is the "tranquility" where nothing happens.

Different races have different views on death: Elves believe that death is returning to the World Tree to start a new life. Vampires regard death as a long sleep. Ratmen regard death as a curse from the gods to the saints. Orcs make vessels out of the bones of their enemies and comrades and wear them on their bodies.

Even humans are different from each other. For example, the Empire regards dying in battle as a high honor. You can fail miserably, but you cannot take a step back.

The practice of Liberty City is to engrave the names of the dead on stone tablets so that everyone can admire, remember and be warned.

In Liberty City, where every inch of land is precious, there is a vast cemetery.

The heroic spirits who died for Liberty City are buried here, and the one guarding the cemetery is one of the heroic spirits.

The next day, on a slightly gloomy afternoon, Liberty City held a memorial service for the victims of the war.

The heroic spirit stood in front of a newly erected tall stone obelisk. It was taller and thicker than the first one, because the body of the obelisk was engraved with the names of those who died in the battle.

Lame Barr, Darwin... and countless anonymous people who have no names, who left no names, and can only be represented by a slanted scratch.

"They sacrificed themselves for the happiness of others. Is it worth it?"

The crowd standing in the cemetery was completely silent, with only crows circling in the sky.

"Some people will laugh at them for being stupid and not cherishing their lives. But I say that until their death, they were burning for their ideals, the future of Liberty City, and the happiness of the people!"

"There is a red star on each of the two obelisks. There will be one on every obelisk in the future. There will be more and more red stars until the day when the sparks spread all over the prairie!"

The shouts of the heroes echoed over the cemetery.

Annan, the eldest sister and Olmedo stood in front with a group of Liberty City officials and placed bouquets of flowers in front of the obelisk one after another.

"Do you want to take a walk?" Olmedo, who was wearing a black classical dress that highlighted his tall figure, asked Annan.

"it is good."

Annan pushed the wheelchair and followed Olmedo away from the obelisk and strolled in the cemetery.

Standing in the cemetery path, Annan felt unprecedented peace and security in his heart, because they were all heroes who died to protect himself, the Free City and their people.

"Olmedo, I have a question, is the president of the senator a good person or a bad person?"

"Uncle... I don't know much about him. If it weren't for the war, I thought I would never have any contact with him again in my life."

"No wonder you never mentioned him." Idilia whispered.

"But I think he cares about you very much." Annan recalled the details of his interactions with the Speaker and the attitude of the talking staff towards him.

"Would you go more than ten years without contacting someone you care about?" Olmedo smiled bitterly.

"Maybe it's because I have no choice..."

However, the Speaker has disappeared, so there is no point in guessing. Let's ask Ou Lin to help find out some inside information.

Annan shook his head: "Everyone in your family loves to play charades."

"I don't think so," Olmedo said.

"You've done this many times. Remember? In Breeze City..."

Annan and Olmedo talked about the past. The eldest sister listened quietly, filling the image of Annan's past.

"Dad, why are these two stones different sizes?"

They unknowingly returned to the main entrance of the cemetery, and a conversation between a father and daughter caught their attention.

"The small obelisk represents our first war, and the big one represents the second war. Because so many of us died in this war, we need a bigger obelisk to write their names on."

"Dad, did we lose?"

"No, we won in the end." The little girl didn't quite understand, and pointed to the obelisk with the names of the victims and asked: "What about them?"

"They have become that heroic uncle and continue to protect us."

The little girl uttered an "oh" in surprise, as if a heroic spirit was floating above her head. She fumbled in her pockets and finally touched a hairpin, which she then raised up shakily on tiptoe.

Annan, who saw this scene not far away, tore open a magic scroll, and the invisible wizard's hand took the hairpin from the little girl who was about to give up, and put it on her hair.

"They're really here!" the little girl exclaimed, jumping up and down.

"yes……"

Annan and the other two watched this scene with satisfaction.

It would be more harmonious if there was no "tearing the magic scroll" part...

……

Wilhelm.

The center of the world, the lofty master. Most of the stories told on the continent of Allen come from Wilhelm.

But as long as you have money, you are Wilhelm's master.

As soon as the trade application from Liberty City, a major customer, was initiated, the merchant from Wilhelm delivered a medium-sized arcane energy core within three days.

It's so fast that there is no sense of ceremony that cost a lot of money.

"If you don't like it, just pour out the money and trade?" Olmedo asked.

"No." Annan said firmly.

It’s not that I’m afraid that Ilimayas will come to snatch it, but the main thing is that as long as no one sees it, the 2.5 million gold nars are just numbers.

In view of Annan's straightforwardness and his desire to maintain customer relationships, the merchant gave him a set of arcane energy core maintenance and base refurbishment services for free.

The familiar routine made Annan more curious about Wilhelm, and he took the opportunity to ask about the businessman Wilhelm's situation.

"You'll know if you go and see it?"

"Can I go?"

"Why not? The new millennium of the Elven calendar is coming soon. It's a celebration for all races, and invitations have already been distributed... Didn't you receive one?"

Annan looked at Olmedo. She shook her head to indicate that there was no letter from Wilhelm or from an unknown source.

“Well… maybe it’s not your turn yet,” said the businessman.

Annan always felt that it was not that simple...

In any case, with the second arcane energy core installed underground in the City Lord's Mansion, the scope of Liberty City expanded outward by another 500 meters.

Apart from the port, camps, farms and half of the industrial zone, Liberty City is basically intact.

Annan felt a little unhappy when he saw the industrial zone split into two, and wondered whether he should exchange the money for buying the mountain copper foundation for the third arcane energy core.

At that time, the diameter will jump from 1750 meters to... 2000 meters.

"Forget it."

The additional 500 meters is just enough to reduce the population of Liberty City back to 80,000, so that it is neither crowded nor deserted.

It took several days to lay the mountain copper on the periphery, allowing Renato and a group of officials who stayed behind in the Gem Bay to take care of hundreds of thousands of subjects.

On January 1003, 1 of the Saint Laurent calendar, the Liberty City, which had just returned, trembled and took off into the air again.

This time it is no longer a start for war, but a departure and return home!
(End of this chapter)