Free Web NovelChapter 1185: Chapter 815: Sharing Honor and Disgrace (Part 2)
It’s a bit unreal.
At the forefront is Kana’s statue, his posture determined, one hand on the sword hilt, the other seemingly gathering some power, his sharp gaze looking into the distance.
His companions behind him take various forms, forever standing by his side—the Knight Alyris.
The Centaur warrior Raelia points her sword forward, while Bobo is half-crouched on the ground as if manipulating some device; determination and conviction are etched on each face.
The pedestal of the sculpture is not flat but simulates the rolling rat tide.
Numerous grotesque Ratmen surge from the "soil," madly climbing upward and pouncing toward the landing heroes, only to be thwarted and crushed by the light and sturdy steps beneath them.
The entire group sculpture is filled with dynamic tension and epic poignancy, silently narrating that initial blood and fire of salvation.
Seemingly.
Kana and his team’s landing was solely to obliterate the rats, and the turbulent rat tide beneath their feet is the rats being cleared.
Symbolizing destruction and annihilation.
"Is this... the scene of the initial landing..."
Adam’s voice is very soft, carrying reverence.
To these youngsters already full of reverence, no one cares how realistic the statue truly is.
The meaning it represents is the source of their admiration.
The others were equally spellbound, even the usually noisy Flying Squirrel was exceptionally quiet.
Instructor Horn stood before the sculpture, his usually stern expression replaced with solemnity and pride.
He didn’t use a lecturing tone but spoke as if recounting a vivid memory:
"It was here, on the beach of Blue Sky Harbor. Back then, it was called ’Sea Rat Bay.’
No cranes, no tall walls, just waves, mud, and the boundless rat tide surging from underground."
He pointed to the Ratmen on the statue’s base, "Their screams and stench filled the air; despair engulfed the remaining people. They were about to abandon hope."
"At that time," Horn’s voice grew stronger, "Leader Kana led his followers, the initial Night Watchers. Just like this statue, they charged down! They were not many, but each one was a spark in the prairie! They tenaciously held off the fiercest impact here, using martial skills, magic, and indomitable will... erecting the first barrier for the desperate people and lighting the first flame of survival!"
Such words and praise, even if Raelia were standing here, would make her blush.
Horn paused, surveying the new recruits.
"But this was just the beginning. The true path to redemption is long and cruel.
"Lord Kana consolidated the remaining forces, rebuilding fortresses on the ruins destroyed by the rats in cities!
"He perceived the plot of the Ratmen’s Evil God, standing out amidst the overthrow of various nations. From the ice fields of the Northern Lands to the rainforests of the South, from the deserts in the West to the bays in the East, the Night Watchers’ flags under his leadership were planted all over Lebia!
"He finally identified the threat posed by the rats and the Evil God, leading us to end the rat calamity... pulling this continent, and countless lives back from total annihilation and collapse!
"The Tower of Trial and Ring Tower City, is now our home, the heart of the Night Watchers, and one of his greatest monuments left behind!"
Instructor’s words were firm, imbued with a veteran’s unique emotion from the battlefield.
In his voice, there was a faint trace of excitement.
Evidently, he is a Sect member among the Night Watchers.
However, at least like him, such fanatics could still maintain the necessary rationality.
"Indeed! Our western tribes have tales of the ’Silver Blood Savior,’ saying his sword light can repel demons!"
A new Beastman recruit from Anwein Continent couldn’t help but add excitedly.
It’s not uncommon for such stories of saviors to circulate.
"People from the Sapphire Islands say that Savior Kana’s magic stabilized the cracking earth!" another sailor-dressed recruit chimed in.
These words carried some exaggeration, perhaps transforming after witnessing the invasion of the Void Vanguard Army.
"In taverns in Storm Harbor, bards still sing of the Legendary Demon-Breaker Kana’s alliance with the Dwarfs!" a more ornately dressed human youth said.
The crowd stirred with hums of agreement, new recruits from different places shared tales they had heard in their homelands about Kana and the early Night Watchers.
These legends were partially altered based on real experiences, and some had become entirely mythological.
But this also indirectly showed the attitude of ordinary civilians and the lower class towards the Night Watchers.
These scattered fragments before Kana’s grand statue in Instructor Horn’s narrative ultimately pieced together into a grand hero epic.
Adam’s chest surged, Eva’s eyes burned intensely, Pokanasha gazed at Kana’s statue with worship, and Tokke muttered, "Really wish to see what weapon he used back then."
Even the Flying Squirrel slightly bowed its head to the statue, unusually sincere for once: "Indeed... it’s a figure worth pursuing."
After being shocked by the statue and legendary stories, business followed.
A more efficient journey awaited them.
Led by Instructor Horn, the new recruits’ team left the main square, passed through the bustling port area, and reached a more spectacular and heavily guarded region—the military teleportation node area.
The massive circular platform was vast enough to hold hundreds of people.
The ground was engraved with intricate magic runes, their precision far beyond any Teleportation Array seen in Candlelight City.
