The package in the girl's hand contained the head of the flag-bearer Yal, which was why Heimer was so nervous.
Heimer had his own reasons for taking Yair's head instead of leaving it entirely to the military to dispose of the body.
Heimer knew very well how the Noah Empire dealt with the remains of soldiers on the battlefield. After all, he had also done this work.
It's very simple, just dig a big pit on that battlefield, throw the bodies of Yal and all the other soldiers who died in the battle randomly into the pit, and if the bodies are seriously decomposed, they will set a fire.
To prevent the plague.
After burying the bodies, they would set up a stone tablet with names engraved on the land, and then call some temple priests to perform a requiem ceremony to appease these heroic souls.
Then, it's over.
With such a crude burial method, no one has an independent grave, and no one can tell where the person they miss from the bottom of their heart is buried under.
Of course, some people with higher military ranks and outstanding contributions will receive special treatment if they die in battle. For example, the legion commander Wei Nakodo, if his remains are discovered, they will definitely be well taken care of and sent to the empire.
The Bauhinia family belongs to the Southwest Territory, but ordinary soldiers can only be treated carelessly like this.
The reason is that the pensions issued by the empire include burial expenses. Independent burial and transportation of the remains consume a lot of pensions. Burial in this way can allow more pensions to reach the families of the martyrs.
Most of the inland warriors understood and were willing to accept this approach, but Haimer and Yal and other foreign warriors expressed dissatisfaction. They were indeed ready to die in battle, but they hoped that they could survive.
Return home instead of becoming one of the thousands of nameless corpses.
After all, Yair was his fellow villager. Heimer did not expect his remains to be properly treated by others, so he had to take Yair "home" himself.
Of course, Heimer had not told anyone else about this matter. After all, it was troublesome to explain this kind of thing. So he just hid the package containing Yal's head in his luggage, not wanting the package to be dug out by the wolf-headed man.
, and then fell into the girl's hands.
"Uhhh...ah!!"
Nia stared at the thing in her hand and was stunned for a long time without reacting. In other words, she spent a long time identifying this thing, and then she kept forcing herself to deny a certain answer that was actually the correct answer, trying to move the answer to
on other things.
But this was in vain, and in the end she had to confirm that the thing she was holding in her hands was indeed a human head.
Her vision blurred for a while, and the girl screamed. Naturally, her arms could no longer hold the head, and Yal's head immediately fell from the air.
And Heimer quickly took it with one hand, picked up the half of the military flag on the ground, and wrapped Yael's head again.
The young man acted very calmly. He asked Heimer: "Whose head is this? Is he familiar?"
Zeref, who stood up with a wooden stick, had been on the battlefield and seen the world, so he would not be frightened by a head. Before Heimer could answer, he said: "Isn't this Mr. Yael? That one drinks very happily
Mr. Flag Guard. I still remember that he and Mr. Heimer are from the same hometown. Right? Mr. Heimel."
"Well, I plan to take Yal back."
Heimer nodded in agreement with Zeref's statement, then smiled bitterly at the frightened Nia and said, "I'm really sorry for scaring the little girl."
Regarding the girl who was still stunned in place with a pale face, the young man shrugged helplessly. He believed that this must have left a big shadow on the girl who lived in the greenhouse not long ago.
It's just that it's not that he can't understand it.
When he first came to this world as a young boy and came into contact with real cruelty, his behavior was only worse than this girl's.
"Are you okay?"
The boy walked towards the girl, intending to comfort her a little.
"Um?"
However, as soon as the boy approached the girl, he immediately noticed something strange.
His forehead was burning, and the little black ball hidden in his flesh seemed to be spinning desperately in one direction.
"careful!!"
Before the boy looked in that direction, Zeref suddenly shouted and rushed towards the boy and the girl.
Phew!
It was like the sound of a water bag being punctured. The young man was familiar with this sound. He touched his cheek and saw some warm liquid splashed on it. He knew that it was blood, but it was not his own.
"Ahem!"
Zeref coughed twice and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.
"'Guaranteed meal', you..."
"Boy, are you both okay? Ahem..."
Zeref looked at the two children he was protecting under his body and smiled reassuringly. They were both safe and sound.
"No, no..."
The young man stretched out his hand and rubbed it repeatedly on Zeref's beard, trying to wipe away the red blood. However, the blood still continued to flow out of Zeref's mouth, and there was still saliva in it. The young man
He continued wiping without disgust until his hands were covered in blood.
Nia reminded aloud: "Verus, uncle's heart was..."
Things happened so suddenly, the young man murmured: "How could..."
A bone sickle passed through Zeref's back and penetrated directly into his heart.
This was a fatal blow, and Zeref, whose heart was broken, could no longer survive.
This bone sickle is the bone sickle of the eight-legged sickle bug. It is extremely sharp. If used as a javelin, it is indeed a pretty good murder weapon.
The attack was directed at the boy and the girl. Zeref saved their lives. To be precise, he exchanged his own life for both of their lives.
The younger sister behind Nia was crying loudly. The collision just now was so big that she was frightened.
Nursha, the leader of the wolf-headed men, walked out of the dense forest with a bone sickle in his hand, followed closely by dozens of fully armed wolf-headed man warriors.
Nursha didn't look at the young man and the others first. He looked at the wolf-headed warriors on the ground who had died, and silently muttered their names: "Buck, Rodifen, Shadimo..."
It sighed softly: "Sorry, I'm late."
At this time, a murderous intention was projected on it, and Nursha turned his attention to the source of the murderous intention.
When it saw the human boy who called himself "Devil", it smiled and said: "What? Human, do you want to die early?"
"Walk!!"
Heimer used one arm to lift the girl and the boy into the carriage at the same time. He knew better than anyone how terrifying this tall, wolf-headed man was.
The partition in front of the carriage was split open by Heimer's three swords. Then he jumped on the horse and cut off the reins tied to the tree.
"Lightning" immediately spread its hooves and ran forward.
"Haimel, Zeref hasn't gotten in the car yet!"
The young man covered his forehead. He still couldn't accept what happened just now.
"Wake up! Zeref is dead!"
Heimer whipped "Lightning" hard with his riding crop, making the black horse run faster, but the distance between the carriage and the wolf-headed man continued to shorten.
"Kampu Budarun? (Do you want to run away now?)"
Nursha stopped, raised the bone sickle in his hand, and fired a shot at the carriage.
"Ugh!!"
Everyone in the car groaned, and then there was a snapping sound. The bone sickle actually split the carriage into two halves. Fortunately, it did not hit anyone. In this way, Nursha's goal was achieved.
Every part of the severely damaged carriage was groaning. If it continued running like this, the carriage would fall apart immediately.
"Everyone come up!"
Heimer stretched out his hand to pull the girl and the boy onto the horse, and then jumped back into the carriage.
The young man shouted: "You come up too!"
"Take this."
Heimer pulled out a long sword from the carriage and threw the sword into the young man's hand.
This sword is Veracodo's sword "Red Fire". Only this object cannot fall into the hands of the orcs under any circumstances.
"There is still another chance for this, so make good use of it."
Then Heimer pulled off his mother's necklace from his neck. This magic necklace still has one chance to be used, and it will definitely be helpful to the two of them in the future.
"Damn it! Don't make it sound like you're explaining your funeral arrangements! Come up here, you guy!"
"No, from now on you should take good care of those two little girls. A man must stand upright."
"Come back! Heimer!"
Heimer answered with his sword. He cut off the rope connecting the carriage and the horse with one stroke of his sword. Without the burden of the carriage, the black horse immediately walked like flying, leaving the group of wolf-headed men far behind.
However, the carriage that Heimer was in immediately overturned on the side of the road, the fragile wooden boards shattered into pieces, and the two thrown wheels rolled on the ground three times before stopping.
"I……"
The boy wanted to say something, but his head began to buzz. The girl seemed to be crying and saying something in his ear, and the baby's cry did not stop.
He couldn't listen at all, and all the sounds that reached his ears turned into indistinguishable noise.
Then there was a buzz in his head, and the boy lost consciousness.
Before losing consciousness, he confirmed one thing:
The two companions who have been by his side these days, the knight and the cook, have come to an end.