Chapter 476 (1/2)
Chapter 476: The Victory Day
Translator: TransN Editor: TransN
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It was still dark outside, and someone had been knocking endlessly on Cacusim’s door. He yawned and subconsciously reached out to grab his coat, and then he realized he no longer needed a coat.
The thick brick wall kept the chill away, and the incredible heating made the inside warm. No matter how heavy the snow was outside, the house no longer let the cold in like it used to, and the roof no longer leaked. Such a high-quality house was only fit for the nobles in Valencia. Of course, it was a little smaller.
He opened the door and found a young boy, his assistant Pike, standing outside. “Why aren’t you up yet? We have to hurry, Captain! Otherwise, we won’t get a good spot!”
“Do we need to leave so early?” Cacusim stuck his head out and looked at the sky. The dawn was peeking through the clouds, and soft morning sunshine lit a small section of the sky.
“Of course!” the boy exclaimed. “My neighbors told me there would be a performance from the Star Flower Troupe during the celebration, and we won’t get into the square if we’re late!”
“All right, wait a minute.” The old man shrugged and returned to his bedroom to change. He looked at the other empty bed and sighed softly. “The Victory Day… Is there any celebration like this in Longsong Stronghold? If not, Vader would miss it.”
They went to the square and found that there were banners strung up on ropes and tied to the trees on both sides of the street. The small town looked bright and new under the morning sunshine. Every now and then, people joined them from the pathways into the main road and walked alongside them. It seemed that they were going to the square too.
Cacusim had heard about the celebration from Pike. The prince had named the first day after the Months of Demons as the Victory Day to celebrate passing the months safely. On that day, everyone in the town had the day off and enjoyed a grand bonfire party in the square. Cacusim’s assistant had learned about this and invited him to go to square with him. After some thought, the old man agreed.
As they entered, they found a fenced-in area in the center of the square and policemen with black uniforms maintaining order. Quite a few people had arrived early and were standing around waiting. The two quickly found a place near the stage and chatted as they waited for the celebration to begin.
At noon, crowds gathered in the square and the prince appeared in the center of the theater. As soon as he showed up, Cacusim heard overwhelming cheers. The people around him excitedly raised their hands and shouted, “Long Live Your Highness!”
Prince Roland smiled. He waited for the cheers to pass, raised his fist, and said loudly, “We have defeated evil once again!”
The square exploded in instant cheers, the deafening sound shook the old man’s heart. He had not seen such a respected lord in a very long time.
“My people, no matter where you come from, the Western Region, the Northern Region, the Eastern Region or the Southernmost Region, as long as you have made a contribution to our town, the glory belongs to you! This glory belongs to everyone who gave their blood and sweat to Border Town!” The prince’s calm, emotional voice seemed to have magic power and could be heard without him having to shout. “Today is the Victory Day. It was set by all of you. Evil has not been completely eliminated and will come back sooner or later, but no matter how many times our enemies come, victory is ours as long as we unite and work together!”
The old man had never heard a nobility refer to the civilians and himself as “we”, but His Highness didn’t seem to mind. He looked at the people naturally, without arrogance or scorn. In the prince’s eyes, he and his subjects were together as one.
It was incredible, but unexpectedly… harmonious.
“Now, let’s cheer for this hard-won victory and raise our glasses to celebrate!”
“Long live Your Highness!”
“Long live Victory!”