Heimer's breathing and pulse are now stable. This man's life is not in danger.
After examination, they confirmed that Heimer had only temporarily lost consciousness.
There were wounds from wolf bites in several fatal places on Heimer's chest, throat and back of his neck.
Fortunately, the wounds were very shallow, and the wolf's teeth didn't even penetrate deep into the muscles, but only tore open the surface of the skin.
Although it was strange that the rows of ferocious-looking fangs in the mouths of the wild wolves could only cut open human skin, it was because of this that Heimer survived.
The boy and the girl checked very carefully, for fear that they might miss something.
After all, if there are any serious wounds that are not treated in time, it may cause unimaginable consequences.
"Verus, what is this?"
Nia had long noticed that the blue ribbon tied on Heimer's right arm was a bit special.
Out of curiosity and concern for Heimer's physical condition, the girl took off the ribbon and examined it, only to realize that it was actually a cloth scarf that would be more appropriate.
In addition to seeing the scabbed wound on the covered skin, she also found some incomplete patterns on the "cloth towel", as if it had other parts.
"This is, this is the flag of Bardafinre!?"
When the boy saw what was in the girl's hand, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"I thought it had turned into ashes long ago, but I didn't expect that he would actually carry it with him."
The flag would have been difficult to preserve in its current condition.
After all, it is normal for this kind of thing to be riddled with holes if touched by sparks, and turn into ashes.
He still remembered that many people were burned to ashes in the sea of fire, including these flags.
"Is this the 'Roaring Golden Lion', the flag of the Bardafinre Legion? It's impossible, right? Isn't that a gift from the emperor? And there's only one side, right?"
Nia was also stunned by what the boy said.
She couldn't believe that the tattered flag in front of her was actually an item from the legendary story told countless times by the village elders.
In the eyes of the people in the Northern Territory, the Bardafenr flag is like the scepter of the kings buried with the heroic king, and they talk about it with great relish.
"Ah! You mean that thing."
The young man slapped his forehead and revealed what he knew.
"The military flag of Bardafin was originally given by the founding emperor Podol I."
The history of the Badafener Legion alone spans over fifty years.
If you trace its origins, you will find that this force is as old as the empire.
"But because the Badafinger Corps was still the Royal Guards at that time, and the Badafinger Corps was reorganized several times later."
"And the military flag itself cannot always be intact, so the military flag has been changed as many as five times. Of course, it was personally given by the emperors of the past dynasties, and it was personally kept by the commander of the army."
"Do you know so much?"
The boy was obviously familiar with this when he mentioned it, and the girl was a little surprised.
The young man didn't look like someone from this country. I didn't expect that he understood it so clearly.
"Well, someone told me this and forced me to listen to it for two days."
He sighed and added:
"If you are interested in how many times this military flag has been changed, what changes the pattern has each time, and which emperor gave it to which army commander in which year and month... I can tell you.
you."
"Uh, no need."
Nia seemed to feel a hint of... resentment from the boy's words, so it was better not to ask any more questions.
"Also, this is just an ordinary command flag, not the only military flag that represents the entire legion."
"Really? What I said..."
After hearing this, Nia felt that the things in front of her were a little more real.
After all, a legend is a legend after all, it must be something extremely far away from you.
But--
"Then you are the soldiers of Badafener, right?"
"Um."
Regarding this identity, the young man could not deny it.
"Then why are you here? I heard that your legion's station is hundreds of miles away from ours."
Nia realized that she seemed to have not asked the young man carefully about their situation, so she took this opportunity to ask about the origin of this group of people.
"This...um?!"
The boy wanted to explain to the girl. But as soon as he recalled what happened before, he couldn't help but hold his head.
The scene that flashed through his mind immediately swallowed up his consciousness.
His head suddenly felt so violently painful that the boy couldn't help but make a sound.
"Eh! You?"
"We were going to Fengya Fortress to support us. We were attacked by orcs on the way. We were defeated and escaped."
The boy failed to answer the question, but another person answered it for him.
"Uncle Hemel, are you awake?"
Nia saw the boy suddenly holding her head and was worried about his condition, but Heimer's awakening attracted her attention.
"Well, it's been a while since I woke up... It's just that the physical exertion is a bit heavy now, so I have to sleep for a while."
Heimer propped himself up on his elbows and squinted his eyes slightly. His physical condition is very bad now and he needs to take a good rest to recover.
"Are you okay?"
What Heimer said made the girl worried. She didn't want anyone to fall asleep again as soon as they closed their eyes.
"It's nothing serious, don't worry."
Of course, Heimer knew his physical condition, and there was nothing wrong with the flesh wounds on his body.
"Lord Knight, where is the other half of the flag?"
The boy's abnormality disappeared at that moment, and he changed the topic to this flag.
The neat gaps in the flag were obviously not made by fire, but were torn apart by brute force. Naturally, only Heimel himself could do this.
"I put it in my luggage. It's best not to touch the things inside."
Heimer covered his forehead to try to concentrate a little more, otherwise he would probably pass out again.
"Okay, I want to ask."
The young man planned to use this opportunity to ask questions about his doubts, which were also related to his doubts about the world.
"How on earth did you survive?"
In that situation, it was impossible for ordinary people to survive. Heimer should have exhausted his strength by then. His condition at that time was not even as good as that of ordinary people. How could he escape from the wolf's mouth?
"Because of this."
Heimer took off a necklace from around his neck.
The pendant on this necklace is a light yellow gem. The gem is decorated with silver and is quite beautiful. However, the gem itself is dull and does not look very expensive.
"What's this?"
The boy couldn't see what purpose this little necklace could have.
Moreover, for a grown man like Heimer to wear such a feminine necklace, there is something indescribably weird about it.
"This is a magic prop. Decades ago, my family was quite prosperous. My ancestors got it from a magician with great magic power. It seems like it is a gift."
Heimer was not surprised by the boy's question. It was not a secret in the first place. He explained everything without any secret.
"This necklace originally contained three master-level 'Thunder Body Protectors'. It saved my grandmother's life once, but it was used in my hands the second time."
Just by looking at the workmanship of this necklace, you can tell that it was originally meant for women. After all, it was originally owned by his mother.
But a few years ago, Heimer insisted on joining the army and going to dangerous battlefields. He wanted to use military merit to save his family from falling behind.
Finally, under the repeated insistence of the ambitious Heimer, the mother could only agree. She handed the necklace to Heimel before he left.
"What happens if you use up all the reps?"
The young man was a little curious about this result.
"If it is consumed for the last time, this necklace will be completely shattered."
"Well……"
In any case, this necklace is quite exquisite and contains a lot of things.
It would be a pity if it was completely shattered.
"I'm trying not to let this happen to me for the last time."
Heimer suddenly felt something pulling his hair, and when he looked up, he saw that it was the little baby.
I guess she had been quiet for too long and finally couldn't sit still. Since she couldn't crawl yet, she reached out her hands to reach things she could reach.
"Haha, little guy."
It was still painful to have those little hands grabbing her hair. Heimer smiled and rubbed the little girl's cheek as compensation.
"Liana, don't disturb uncle."
Nia took the baby girl back into her arms and stopped her sister's behavior. Her sister was now running around in her arms, obviously she hadn't had enough fun.
Although Heimer didn't seem to mind, it did disturb his rest.
"Ha, anyway, we are rid of those orcs now?"
Heimer, who felt more relaxed, asked about the current situation. The carriage was still speeding on the road, and it seemed that the orcs could no longer catch up with them.
However, you still have to confirm it with the boy and the others, otherwise you won't be able to sleep peacefully.
"That's right."
The boy gave an affirmative answer.
He has indeed escaped pursuit now, but it is not time to relax yet.
Wolf-headed men are the best at tracking, so they have to run back a little further to make sure they are safe.
"Okay, then let's do it... let's all take a rest."
Heimer moved his body and found a more comfortable position to lie down. He closed his eyes and soon started snoring loudly.
"Um...are you going to sleep now?"
The girl was a little surprised. The process from when Heimer lay down and closed his eyes to hearing the snoring lasted absolutely no longer than thirty seconds.
"He is tired. When you are tired, don't you just close your eyes and fall asleep?"
The young man understood Heimer's state very well. He had also experienced the same feeling countless times.
Every time when I am exhausted to the limit of my body, even if I am just lying on the cold ground, I will lose consciousness as soon as I close my eyes without caring about the eyes of others.
"No, I haven't experienced it before. Are there times when you are so tired?"
"Yes, I think it's quite normal."
I heard the young man say this expressionlessly.
Nia covered her mouth and smiled, and then said: "It sounds like you have had this many times? Are your parents so strict?"
"I didn't..."
By the way, aren't Nia's parents already...
Thinking of this, the young man immediately changed his mind.
"Yes, they are quite serious people. I can't do it if I don't work hard."
There is no need to talk about someone's heartache, it's better to keep talking.
"Ha, is it necessary for you to work hard to this extent? Isn't it too much?"
Nia frowned, she didn't like adults who were too strict.
"It's just something I asked for. I don't have any talent, so I can only work hard to catch up with others."
The young man spread his hands. Everything he had done all along was just for himself. So he had no regrets about his hard work.
"Then do they usually care about you?"
"It's okay, I know they all care about me, although I don't like being cared about by them."
The boy's thoughts began to be led by Nia's questions to the past that he had buried deeply.
I have to say that thinking back on such a stable past in such an unstable time really makes the young man feel nostalgic.
"Hey... they always force me to learn things that I'm not good at, or that I don't like."
The young man sighed first, and then continued:
"Although I know this is for my future, I still hate planning my life according to their will."
"Then what was your final choice?"
"Occasionally...I mean occasionally, I will encounter something that is quite satisfactory to me, and then I will work hard to do it."
"What about the things you're not satisfied with?"
"After all, it was their decision... Even if I didn't like it, I still did it."
"puff!"
Nia suddenly laughed.
The girl's smile was very sunny and gave people a refreshing warmth. The boy realized that this was probably the first time he had seen a girl smile so happily.
"What's wrong? Why are you laughing?"
"I feel like you are being arrogant, Verus."
"How is that possible?! And what is the word 'tsundere'?"
This is the first time a young man hears the word "tsundere" in this world. Does it actually exist?
And if he goes by his own understanding of "tsundere" in his own memory, then using this word to describe himself - it should, absolutely, must be... inappropriate!
What does a tsundere who dislikes her straight body have to do with herself?!
"Haha, okay! Don't get excited? Verus, your face is turning red."
"Yeah?"
When he said this, the young man felt a little lacking in confidence. He subconsciously touched his cheek and found that his face was indeed getting hot.