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Ten years of the New Empire.Fraser National Cemetery.

In three days, it will be July 26.That was the anniversary of the death of the late Emperor Reinhard I.At about noon, a black ground car stopped at the entrance of the cemetery.The car door opened, and one of the Seven Marshals of Lion Spring, Ned Hart, walked out.Murat.

Offering a bouquet of flowers in front of the tomb, Murat stood in thought for a long time.For the famous Iron Wall Murat, the death of the great lord Reinhardt means that an important part of his youth is also lost forever.Now, assisting the Regent Empress Dowager Hilde to devote herself to the stability and peace of the new empire has become the work that Murat devotes herself to every day, instead of following Reinhardt on the battlefield as before. All-powerful.

Although knowing that the era of peace is coming, starting a business is hard, but maintaining success is even more difficult. Murat thinks of his former comrades-in-arms with emotion, and now he no longer has the pride of the past.Some died in the early years and stayed with the heroic souls of the late emperors in Valhalla; while those who stayed behind may not be able to enjoy a long and peaceful life.The wounds of war are unsolvable. Under the appearance of peace, there are hidden problems that are more complicated and difficult to solve than the military they are skilled in the past.Some people choose to escape, while others choose to face it.

Looking up and looking around, the military cemetery on the opposite hill is so neat, yet so desolate.Behind every tombstone, maybe there is a withered young life, maybe a broken family.

Murat was immersed in tangled thoughts.When he came back to his senses, he walked in the same direction as he walked back and forth, and passed a cypress forest.Suddenly, he remembered a former colleague who was buried in this cypress forest.

The man buried there was said to be a Machiavellian, a monopoly, a ruthless manipulator.Even his final death is full of controversy.

With a thought in his heart, Murat turned around and stepped into the cypress forest.

The path in the cypress forest is not spacious, but it is cleaned and organized very cleanly.The cypress trees planted in the year of the tomb owner's death have grown up and flourished now. The green and deep shade of the trees separates the scorching sun that makes people dare not look at it in summer afternoons, and it is neither cold nor chilling.

He looked around the cypress forest, thinking about the deeds of the tomb owner's life.His feelings towards this person are very complicated, not to mention respect, but he cannot despise him; he has never liked his way of doing things, but he has to admit that his vision does have foresight and insight.

How long has it been since you came here?He walked slowly on this almost unfamiliar path, thinking that he had walked into a secret place.Maybe seven years, as long as that person died.

A figure appeared abruptly within Murat's line of sight.

Murat didn't expect that there would be anyone else here, and the reflex movement trained for many years was to immediately raise her head vigilantly, "Who is it?"

The other party didn't answer his words, and slowly turned around to face him.

She is a woman with dark brown short hair and medium build.She was wearing a Prussian blue suit jacket, off-white trousers, and holding a large bouquet of white lilies in her hand, standing in front of the gray marble tombstone.There was neither panic nor surprise in her lake green eyes, her expression was calm and somewhat indifferent, she just stared at Murat fixedly.The eyes of the two met for a full two or three seconds.

Murat breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to apologize to the other party, but saw her put down the bouquet in her hand, and left without saying a word.Murat watched her disappear after turning around the bushes, and then she turned her gaze back and landed on the bouquet of lilies and the tombstone.

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Paul.Feng.oberstein rests here

Born on May 26, 39 in the imperial calendar, and died on July [-] in the third year of the new imperial calendar.Died at the age of [-].

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