When despair, hopelessness, and destitution clouded their hearts, when every player lost faith. Erune was finished, this broken country was no match for the powerful Madara. They wallowed in self-pity, sighing and shaking their heads at how they ended up choosing to be born in such a country—no hope, no tomorrow, only the humiliation brought by failure.
But when these young knights appeared, it was as if a pure light, like a sharp sword, slowly parted the dark clouds in the sky.
Brand would never forget that scene in his lifetime—
The first words the female general said were:
"Soldiers, please turn back, join me, and let's go defeat Madara—"
"Please forgive me for not being able to understand your cold, hunger, fear, and pain at this moment, but I can see a deep desperation in you, a desperation I share. Because at this moment, our homeland, has failed. If we retreat, the Undead will sweep over our land. We are the losers, no matter how we try to argue."
"We cannot choose any of this, this dejection suffocates us, is it really all we can do? Soldiers? No, please turn back, but we at least have one more chance, let me lead you to fight once more."
"Please believe in me."
She placed her hand on her chest.
"I will fight by your side."
"I am willing to take full responsibility for this."
"Follow me, let me die in front of you. Let me use this promise, to exchange for the courage of men—"
That was the first time the Silver Lily glowed on the battlefield, the legend of the Valkyrie began to be written in Erune as a moving saga for countless players. Speaking of this guardian of Erune, perhaps players remembered this name more deeply than most NPCs.
Because it was she who led them out of the fate of defeat, gave them glory, making the name Erune a source of pride. She was their banner, the root of Erune players' pride, they were willing to fight for her because every one of them was willing to fight for their own honor.
The Erune war anthem was composed by an ordinary player not well-known on the forums, but it was sung by countless people—
We are the proud Eruein.
Even in failure, we shall not bow our noble heads.
Our courage, engraved on our blades and swords.
Our faith is to protect our battle banner.
The blood of Eruein flows on the path we yearn for.
is the day when the Silver Lily flag flies again.
is the undying faith in Erune.
When we die, the voices of our souls will still echo.
The land we love dearly.
Brand lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. When he raised his head again, he saw Frey with her head down, murmuring to him, "How could I possibly do the same things as the legendary figures, Brand, I'm just a simple girl, I'm just trying my best."
Yes! Your effort is the root of this legend.
The young man looked at her, admiring this earnest Frey. Even if it was just a small matter, this girl from Buqi countryside would strive to do her best. Perhaps she didn't know what potential she held, but one day, the gold would shine brightly from the riverbed's silt. Latest content published on NoveI~Fire.net
He smiled, "Just consider it a dream."
Frey glanced at him, nodded, then asked, "Is it the legend of the Highland Knight?"
Frey fell silent, after a long while, she then softly said, "Is there anything else you need me to do, Brand?"
"No, wait..." Brand hesitated for a moment, then stopped her. He pondered, and then asked, "Frey, what do you think about Erune?" Brand lowered his voice as he asked this. In fact, his eyes had already swept across the bar, checking if anyone was paying attention to them.
"Erune? What about it?" The girl was stunned.
"If a country were a person, Erune would now be like a dying old man on his deathbed." Brand replied.
Frey was stunned for a moment.
During this period, she was no longer the innocent female militia captain she used to be. After witnessing the filth among the nobles, she was filled with worries about those who controlled the destiny of this country. But she did not understand where the problem truly lay.