The incomparable shock and surprise made the young knight's heart boil. He couldn't help but take a step closer to this beautiful woman who looked like her mother's face in her memory. He had too many things to tell, and he wanted to hold his mother's warm hand, the hand that once saved himself in the dark and terrifying forest! He wanted to feel the warmth of his mother, even if it was only in a dream!

"I know this is a miracle, my courageous Lord Hyde, and I know why you are excited."

The beautiful woman named Greenhill answered Hyde gently, with sadness and calmness in her voice.

"Indeed, I know that I am very similar to your mother, and I also have a little bloodline of the Holy Usulan. But I am not your mother, I am just an ordinary servant of the Temple of Sharya in the Empire. When the great Princess of Natilil's Martial God passed away, I was still a little girl under ten years old in the Principal of Rick. But I understand your mood, because nothing can hurt more than losing my dear mother in childhood! At this point, I have the same sorrow as you."

With this gentle and sad voice, her warm hands gently held Hyde's hand, and a familiar and unfamiliar warmth spread throughout Hyde's body, which made the excited young man suddenly wake up. He suddenly felt his abruptness.

"Sorry, Mr. Greenhill, I was so excited just now..."

Hyde calmed down and looked at the short-haired woman in front of him, and hurriedly apologized in shame. He felt a little hot on his face. Indeed, sixteen years later, how could his mother still look like he was? Moreover, the woman in front of him had brown eyes, not blue eyes, and she was not as tall as she remembered. Moreover, although their faces were surprisingly similar, the difference in temperament and feeling was still obvious. The most obvious difference was in the eyes of the two people, not in the color, but in the depths of the eyes.

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The mother of his memory, Princess Anna, was like a burning golden flame and a sword. There was an unstoppable sharp sharpness in her deep blue eyes; but now Greenhill in front of her gave people the feeling of warmth and softness as spring breeze and willow branches. The gurgling stream of spring flows in her big brown eyes. If Princess Anna is like the brave Valkyrie Mirmidiya who holds contradictions in the sky and kills chaos, Greenhill is like the goddess of health and kindness that spreads love and compassion on earth. The two goddesses are sisters but each has their own light, but they are by no means the same person.

"You don't need to apologize, brave knight, I deeply understand your emotions and sorrows, because my mother left me forever when I was young. I woke up from my dreams many times back then, hoping that my mother could return to me, but it was just a dream. Therefore, I can understand your heart."

The beautiful woman with short golden brown hair raised her head and looked at Hyde's eyes. Her tight hands were warm, which made Hyde feel a little embarrassed. She had indeed lost her composure just now, and he didn't know what to say.

"Your brave Hyde, don't be nervous. You were still on the battlefield just now, like a young lion, but why are you now like a shy child?"

Greenhill looked at Hyde who was at a loss, and she smiled gently, which was a gentle smile like a kind mother or elder sister. She leaned down slightly with her short golden brown hair and gently kissed the back of the young knight's hand. An indescribable warm feeling suddenly rushed into Hyde's heart, and his face turned red.

"You have taken the initiative to save my life. This kiss is my little respect and thank you. My brave knight, His Excellency Hyde. When you return from the battlefield and when this war comes to an end, I sincerely invite you and your brave comrade-in-arms Grand Knight Loren to visit my home. I, my gentle husband, and my lovely daughters, will warmly welcome you."

Greenhill's movements were as elegant as her gentle voice. After that kiss, she gently released her hand, took off her white feathered hat and bent her knees to salute Hyde again.

"Dear Mr. Greenhill, thank you for forgiveing ​​my abruptness, thank you for understanding my heart... I am really ashamed, because you are so similar to my mother in my memory..."

The young blonde knight woke up and hurriedly paid tribute to the young noble lady in front of him. The voice and posture of the beautiful woman in white dress were so gentle and friendly, which made Hyde even more messy.

"It doesn't matter. What's the point of being ashamed of you? My brave Knight, Mr. Hyde, you are so humble. You are somewhat similar to my dear husband in this regard. I think you have a great hope to be friends."

The beautiful woman with short golden brown hair smiled. When she mentioned her husband, her voice slightly raised, as if she had a subconscious pride inside. She gently adjusted her white forehead, which was somewhat messy and messy bangs blown by the autumn wind, put on her soft hat again, and looked at Hyde's red face with a smile.

"Great Lady Green Hill, I am the Knight of Tyril Loren Pranco, I thank you for your sincere invitation to me and His Highness Hyde, the Young Master."

At some point, Old Loren had approached and stood in front of Greenhill. The old knight with white hair and blood armor actually took off his hat solemnly and knelt down on one knee to the beautiful woman with short golden brown hair, giving the highest etiquette of the soldier. This surprised Hyde, but the old man's voice was even more shocking.

"You know the name and characteristics of my little knight. You know the face of His Highness Anna, which really surprised me, but it gave me an answer. I want to ask myself, your husband is the great Marshal Yang, His Highness Anna and I met him in the army twenty years ago. Here, I want to send sincere greetings to your noble husband, the glorious stars of the empire, and the undefeated battlefield magician Marshal Yang."

Old Loren's voice was not loud, but it shocked everyone present, and everyone who heard the sound was stunned for a moment.

"Your valiant Knight Loren, you see it very accurately. I am indeed the wife of Lord Young Sobesky Ultralands. He mentioned to me several times that he fought side by side with you and His Highness Anna when he was young. He remembered deeply your kindness and bravery. You are my husband's friend, and my husband was once a servant of the noble Princess Marshal of the noble God of Martial Arts, and I cannot bear your great gift. Twenty years ago, you were the Great Knight of the Duchy of Midenland, and I am just an ordinary imperial military physician. I should pay my respects."

The beautiful woman named Greenhill exclaimed softly, and she also knelt down on one knee, held Old Loren's hand, and gently answered the greetings of the old knight in front of her.

Hyde was stunned. Marshall, the cheetah knight beside him, opened his mouth wide in surprise, and his sword fell to the ground with a slight sound.

"Why didn't anyone tell me when I set off?" The tall red-haired knight subconsciously muttered to himself. Of course, this is also the voice of most people in the health team.

"Marrior Yang's wife is here? Is Ms. Greenhill?" This news was like an amazing thunderbolt to the reinforcements, because no soldier would not know the achievements of the great imperial marshal, except for Hyde who had just woken up.

"Save 20,000 residents of Fales from the blood of the dark elves, repel the army of 100,000 green-skinned orcs in Esengna, conquer the bronze wall fortress among the southern mountains from the hands of orcs and the dark moon goblins, work with the elf prince to fight the dark elves' black ark and army out of the sea, and annihilate the Chaos Tsengchi Lord Bella and the 30,000 Chaos Legions under the city of Basonglinger... In his twenty-year military career, he has never been defeated by the enemy. At the age of thirty-two, he became the marshal of the empire, the undefeated myth of the empire, the wise Valkyrie Mirmidiya's glorious god, Marshal Yang, the glorious god of the wise Valkyrie Mirmidiya, I actually escorted his wife?"

Marshall, the long-legged Marshall couldn't help but talk to himself about Marshal Yang's achievements. Although the red-haired knight's voice was not loud, Hyde was very close to him and naturally heard it very clearly. He did not make a sound, and listened quietly to the uninvited introduction. The conversation between Old Loren and Ms. Grihill had already surprised him, and Marshall's voice even more amazes him.

"I accidentally saved the wife of a great empire marshal. This beautiful lady not only looks the same as my mother, but also her husband was an old acquaintance of my mother and Grandpa Loren. This is a coincidence world! Mom, although I was unable to protect you back then, today I can save these comrades and a lady who is so similar and kind to you. I believe your spirit in heaven will be relieved by this?"

Hyde muttered to himself silently in his heart. He lowered his head, held the platinum pendant on his chest, and silently prayed to the mother's relics. Although Ms. Greenhill was not his mother, it was still a gratifying thing. The young man felt a kind of happiness flowing in his heart, which was a sense of accomplishment and pride after doing good deeds, and the peace in his heart.

"There is no need for everyone to surround me, right? Actually, I am also a very ordinary person. My husband, like you, is a sword that protects the empire and humanity. There is no need for everyone to be surprised. Our stage destination - the Sharya Hall at the 19th Advance Station of the Imperial Expeditionary Force is not far away, and many seriously injured people still need further treatment. Let's set off, my respected comrades."

The beautiful Marshal's wife with short golden brown hair smiled at the crowd around her and raised the corner of her skirt to greet them softly.

The convoy re-emerged the horses, and the wounded were sent onto the carriage. The infantry and cavalry rode on the horses again and escorted them into two rows on both sides of the carriage. Thirty-nine bodies of the dead were 17 of which belonged to reinforcements from the station and twenty-two of the guards of the health team. After the bodies of these brave soldiers who died were prayed and purified by the holy light of the nuns of the Sharya Temple, they were also placed on two carriages behind the temple. This was a custom of the Sigma Empire. The imperial army did not abandon the bodies of the comrades as much as possible.

This habit is not entirely ritual, but has more practical significance. It is not allowed to abandon the bodies of the dead comrades in the wilderness to become toys for necromancers, food for chaos monsters, or to become worse enemies in the hands of despicable Chaos wizards or vampires. It is the basic commitment of the soldiers to their comrades and themselves. In a safe place away from the battlefield, these bodies will be concentratedly burned after solemn prayer ceremony by priests and nuns, and put the ashes into oak boxes with the name of the warrior, and take them back to their hometowns as much as possible to bring them to their relatives. If the family of the warriors is really unable to find the warriors, the ashes will be taken to the Temple of Holy Sigma or the Temple of White Wolf Urik, and will be scattered in the holy forest around the temple, so that the souls of these unknown warriors will be with the supreme god emperor and military god of the motherland will be there forever, and will not be lost in the direction and become the prey of chaos.

Greenhill gently blessed the bodies of each warrior. The white-winged Sharya Saint Seal spread brilliantly between her hands, stroking the blood-stained and broken bodies of the soldiers. The holy Seal was similar to the one released by Lala at the time, but the size and light level were more than ten times. Wherever her light went, the blood on the bodies of the warriors dried up, the wounds turned white, and even the expression of the bodies seemed to become peaceful, and the purification effect was amazing. Many warriors did not close their eyes, but they held the head of the body, gently stroked their eyes with her beautiful slender hands, allowing them to truly fall asleep forever. The movements of this beautiful Marshal's wife were so solemn and touching, which moved many warriors to sigh.

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