A clean space was cleared in the central square of the village.
The corpses of villagers lie quietly on the ground. This is their hometown where they have lived all their lives.
Since there was not enough cloth, Xu Fei could only cover their facial features hastily.
Thirty war horses were tied to nearby wooden stakes, neighing uneasily from time to time.
Because the corpses of their original owners were nearby, piled randomly into a mountain of broken limbs.
On top of several old wooden carts, there were more than a dozen still-breathing people lying flat on their backs.
Their injuries varied in severity. After Xu Fei used healing magic uncontrollably and took healing pills, his lives were temporarily saved.
However, if follow-up treatment measures are not taken, life is still in danger.
"Good morning, Miss Sierra."
Feeling someone approaching from behind, Xu Fei put down the shovel in his hand, smiled, and said hello calmly.
It's just that the smile is a little weird, as if someone has forced his lips apart.
He is digging a pit. It can be seen from the traces on the ground that only thirty of the planned hundred or ten rectangular pits have been dug so far.
We don’t know the name of the deceased, and we don’t have much time left.
Xu Fei had no choice but to use the simplest method to create a sleeping place for the deceased.
As for the corpses of the soldiers... they can be burned later. This is considered the last mercy to the invaders.
"..."
Hearing the other party's salty greeting, the girl with black armor and black hair and ponytail did not reply.
He just frowned and walked around Xu Fei to observe.
After a long silence, Sirilla asked in confusion: "How long have you been dead?"
Xu Fei scratched his head and said sheepishly: "About half a day or so, my self-consciousness is about to collapse, and my memory is not very good."
He put his hand in front of Xu Fei's eyes and found that his dilated pupils showed no reaction.
It seems that this guy's five senses have disappeared.
The current physical behavior should be just the result of forced control by the conscious body.
"You know I'm coming and you dare to lie? Do you want to die?" Sirela suddenly became unkind.
But as soon as she said the words, she whispered again.
This idiot is dead, and his usual catchphrases don't seem to threaten him.
"Sorry, I didn't know you were here in person."
Pretending not to notice the other party's embarrassment, Xu Fei scratched his head and explained:
“I just concluded the contract with the mentality of giving it a try, thinking that it would be great if the Sanctuary could send someone over.
"After all, I don't have much time left, and I'm afraid I won't be able to save them."
Looking at the people on the cart who were still alive, Xu Fei sounded worried.
A'Zhu, Cang, Emma's mother-in-law, Ni Liya, and more than a dozen elderly people and children...
His life has passed away, and many things have been put aside.
The only thing I want to fight for now is these living people in front of me.
Although this world is cruel, Xu Fei hopes that they can continue to live.
"What if we didn't come?"
Grabbing the shovel from Xu Fei's hand, Sirilla raised her arm and then suddenly dropped it.
Bang bang bang bang bang...
The moment the shovel hit the soil, the ground began to dent, and more than eighty regular rectangular grave pits were completed in an instant.
Not only that, all the pits, including those dug by Xu Fei before, were engraved with a memorial in praise of the Lord of Souls, Seraniel, to pay homage to the souls of the dead.
During the whole process, Sirilla was not seen chanting any spells at all.
Xu Fei was surprised. It seemed that her level of control over simple energy bodies in the outside world had reached an incredible level.
"If you didn't come, I would have had to use horses to pull them to the nearest town, but this is very dangerous. I don't know if I can hold on there."
He took the shovel back respectfully and thanked him.
Xu Fei was a little curious about the word 'we' mentioned by Sirila.
His five senses have disappeared and he is unable to obtain any information beyond the coverage of his consciousness.
Diffused consciousness extended in the direction in which Sirilla was walking.
Only then did he discover that there was a group of mighty cavalry wearing bright silver heavy armor standing at the entrance of the village.
Smiling and waving to the soldiers in the distance, he felt relieved to have these people around.
Miss Sirella is grumpy and lazy...
Xu Fei was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to take care of these injuries on her own.
Staring at Xu Fei fiercely, Sirilla guessed what he was thinking.
But the other party is a dead person after all, and she has no way to argue with him now.
Lift up your seemingly thin and slender arm, hold up two slender fingers, and then gently swing them down.
Sirilla didn't say anything, but she saw the cavalry at the entrance of the village trembling all over, and then they all got off the ground and ran over on foot.
After arriving at the square, the twenty cavalrymen quickly divided their work without Sirila having to say a word.
Some of them are responsible for burying the corpses of villagers, some are responsible for treating the injured, and some are responsible for chopping wood to make simple tombstones. They are very professional and efficient.
"The result is as you wish. Give alms to the living and show flowers to the dead. This is the 'etiquette' that every living person should perform."
"but……"
Sirilla changed the topic and pointed angrily at Cang and A'Zhu on the cart:
"You deceived the Sanctuary, and more importantly, you deceived me. Even if you are dead, someone has to repay the price. The two of them will be punished on your behalf."
Xu Fei was a little embarrassed, it was indeed something he did wrong.
He deceived people from all the way, but the contractor died long ago.
Not only did Sirela and the others work as laborers, they also had to explain a lot when they returned to the sanctuary. No wonder she was angry.
After thinking for a while, Xu Fei also pointed at Cang and A'Zhu and suggested:
"Miss Sirela, how about I go and persuade them to sign a contract later?"
In this way, there is one more contractor, and he can easily explain it when he returns to the sanctuary.
Although they did not seek their opinions, Xu Fei felt that after this incident, Cang and A'Zhu would be willing.
Because in this war-torn world, those who are weak will only let themselves be exploited and become the target of wanton venting and humiliation by those in power.
I believe they don’t want to experience yesterday’s tragedy again.
"not enough."
Sirilla sneered, her tone full of contempt.
"not enough?"
Xu Fei was confused and didn't understand what she meant.
"Did you kill those trash?"
After lightly glancing at the hill-like corpses of soldiers behind her, Sirilla continued to ask.
"Not all, many of them were killed by my companions and villagers."
Xu Fei shook his head, probably guessing what Sirila meant.
Sirilla showed an expression that said who would believe your lies, and snapped her fingers in a very inconsistent manner.
Hooray.
The golden flame completely enveloped the hill formed by the soldier's corpse, then burned, condensed, and finally compressed into a gray sphere.
"Ugh, disgusting stuff."
Sierra threw her hand back impatiently.
The gray sphere immediately flew towards the distant river like a cannonball.
After falling into the water with a plop, the fish were vying for food.
"Listen up, idiot."
Sirila stretched out a finger and poked Xu Fei's chest.
"With your meager strength, you can kill dozens of garbage, which is barely qualified. It can be considered a waste with some use."
"Those two people are trash worse than trash like you. Picking them back will only be a waste of food."
"I don't care whether you are dead or alive. If you sign a contract with the Holy Land, you must go back with me!"
"Haha... With hands and feet, who says dead people can't do things?"
Sirila showed a contemptuous smile, which made Xu Fei's heart tremble (even though he no longer had a heart).
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