Release that Witch

On the day of the appointed city, Roland got up very early.

Scratch the cheeks of the cheeks, gather the long gray hair behind the brain, tie it into a simple hair bundle, and finally trim the eyebrows with a small scissors. After one year of life, he has been able to finish these fights very skillfully. Work, no need to resort to the help of the maid.

Looking at the slightly blurred silver mirror, the mirror itself is quite a bit sensational. If you wear a loose robes and wear this dress, it is said that the practitioners who are hiding in the city are not Over.

Roland nodded with satisfaction and got up and went to the office.

And Barov had already waited in the room.

"His Royal Highness," he said. "The flight messenger to the Long Song Fortress has been released. It is expected that you will arrive at Fortress Castle in half an hour."

“Well, how is the site layout done?”

"It was all completed yesterday afternoon. It is enough to accommodate all the people in the town," said the general manager.

“Good job,” Roland praised, walking slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The desperate mountains and secluded forests in the distance are still white, and the morning light reflects on the snow, reflecting the golden light. On the streets of some small towns, you can already see the figures of the activities. They gather in the west and go to the Maoshi City Wall area.

As the defensive line against the evil spirits attack last year, this stone wall that relies on the rapid construction of cement can be said to have contributed, but now it has become the dividing line of the inner and outer city of the town. Roland does not like this symbolic division of the rich and the poor, so it is sooner or later to dismantle it in addition to the commemorative gap section and the tower area. But before that, you can take advantage of it - the number of people in front of the wall can be far more than the square, so Roland set the location of the city declaration in the middle of the stone wall.

According to the plan, in order to strengthen the influence of the construction of the city on the residents of the two places, the Changge Fortress will also announce the construction of the city at the same time. The synchronization of the two places is realized by the flight courier. When the first messenger flies into the hands of Pei Luo, it is also the stage of Roland. On the occasion of the speech.

Now, this ash that carries the message should be flying between the mountains and the Chishui River. As usual, the paper strips tied to the claws are passed to the two places. Roland thinks, but it does not know. What kind of news does it carry and what is the meaning of it? From the moment it falls, Bianbu Town and Changge Fortress will all be together...to become history.

"Let's go," he gathered his thoughts and turned his head back.

"Yes, Your Highness." Barov smiled.

......

Peer Hermon stepped onto the erected wooden platform and looked around.

There aren't many people in the square, at least far less than the sight of a porridge a week ago.

It's not surprising that people care less about things other than eating and drinking. Compared to the freely distributed porridge, the ceremony of building a city ceremony sounds like little contact with ordinary people.

Even himself, he felt that his Highness had a little more.

After the end of the evil month, the number of urban residents who applied for work to the City Hall was less than they thought. The notices for recruiting handymen and repair workers were posted for a week, and now they are less than half of the plan. The mice seem to have signs of resurgence, and at least the police department has received more reports, and it is a headache for them to check whether they are true or false. Friend Reen Made complained to him that the arrest team must have at least doubled the manpower to get over.

This point is very consistent with Perot's expectations.

The people are like this, lazy, greedy, and ignorant... How much reward can His Royal Highness spend so much on them? What is most puzzling is that Roland Wimbledon is clearly a royal aristocrat. Where does the confidence in the people’s inexplicable come from?

But no matter what, he has been firmly tied to the chariot of the prince, all he can do is follow the end.

There was an eagle in the distance, and a gray figure appeared in the sky.

Peero launched a prepared speech.

......

"His Royal Highness, time is almost up," Barov reminded.

The sun has risen to the air, and the shadow on the sundial is pointing to the nine o'clock position. Roland nodded and walked to the fence of the tower. When I saw the prince appearing, the noisy conversation below became a warm cheer. The townspeople raised their hands and the crowd seemed to have set off a wave.

Both sides of the city wall are crowded with black people, and the total number is expected to exceed 20,000, which means that most of the residents of the town have gathered here. Luo Lanqing was fortunate that he did not hold a city-building ceremony in the Central Square, where he could not accommodate so many enthusiastic people.

He waved his hand to the sides and pressed his voice down. "My people, hello."

After the echo was enlarged, the sound echoed above the town.

“I believe that each of you knows about what is going to happen today. This small town built for the North Slope Mine will soon become a real city.”

"In the past, the demon moon was a nightmare for Bianbu Town. Everyone had to leave this place to escape from the fortress in order to survive. Now, we are here and we are destined to destroy the tranquility of the West. When it fell, the church that deliberately murdered the witch and the enslaved people rolled out of the land, and even the Tiffco Wimbledon, who was trying to destroy me, could not succeed—even if he turned the southern and eastern parts of the kingdom into a sea of ​​fire. The town is still safe and sound. I think the people who have escaped here have a deep understanding."

Roland’s words quickly got the response of the crowd.

"Yes, he burned down the Eagle City and the clear water port was looted!"

"The new king has swept through Jin Suicheng. The knights are no different from the robbers, and even more excessive!"

"He took my son and said that he wants to be a king of the Guards, gods... he is only fifteen years old!"

The prince reached down and pressed down. "And these tragedies will not repeat themselves. The new city is built for this purpose! Only by uniting more people can we keep the vicious enemies out and let them taste To the price of arrogance." He paused. "And here, it is my city. - I promise here that Roland Wimbledon will never leave any people who follow him. Even if the gray castle is unified, he also Will not leave here!"

The bottom of the wall suddenly sounded awkward.

"His Royal Highness, you..." Barov behind him was surprised.

Roland made a squeaking gesture. "Yes, this will be the new king of the Grey Fort, and the kingdom will be reborn here! I believe that even if the endless cold is coming, the city is still warm!" He paused for a moment, then raised his right hand. "From today, Bianbu Town and Changge Fortress are one and the same, its name is-"

"Long live without winter city!"

"Long live without winter city - Long live -!"

Everyone is boiling, the deafening slogan sounds through the sky, the snow on the side of the mountains, and the rolling echoes continue to rise and fall along the mountains, for a long time...

Roland looked at the cheering people, and his heart was stirring. The fire of change has already been sown, and one day, he will see this cluster of stars cremation as a prairie, sweeping across the continent.

The fire of the stars is finished