After leaving the camp, Jenny took the time to meet with Memphira in the city lord's mansion, told her about it in advance, as a member of the upper council, and then returned to the rescue center with a large number of white tents.

"Mistress Jenny, you're finally back." In the largest white tent, seeing Jenny return safely, Sodofi said anxiously.

Feeling the momentum on Jenny's body, which was very different from before leaving, Sodofi also felt worried.

Judging from the menacing heroic will when Jenny left, Sodofi was really worried that she would make some irrational moves, and now seeing Jenny return safely, Sodofi was also relieved.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Sensing Sodophi's concern, Jenny comforted, and at this time, her eyes couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the bright red color on the ground of the tent. The dwarves who died here are long gone.

"Has Fried been taken away? Take me to him. Jenny sighed and asked Sodofi.

"Okay...... Mistress Jenny. Sodofi replied with a low expression.

After speaking, under the guidance of Sodophi, the two shuttled through the white tent for a while, and finally came to an open field.

Thick black smoke continued to rise from the center of the clearing, and several apprentices wearing gloves and veils were constantly busy.

"Mistress Jenny." Seeing the arrival of Jenny and Sodofi, these apprentices put down what they were doing and greeted respectfully. A closer look reveals that the white veils on the faces of these apprentices have long since been smoked to a dull yellow, and the gloves are covered with black marks on both the front and back.

"I'm just coming over and seeing, you guys go about your business." Jenny said slowly.

With Jenny's approval, the apprentices resumed their work.

The two apprentices carried the stretcher to a pit where black smoke was emitting, and on the stretcher lay Fried, who Jenny was looking for.

"Lord Jenny, everything is normal here, there is no trace of a necromancer, you don't have to worry." A fifth-order elf dressed in the same way as the apprentices came to Jenny's side and reported back to her.

"I see, Arion, how is it going here?" Jenny asked the elf, but her eyes were always on Fried's corpse.

"It's been a lot easier lately, and the number of corpses has decreased significantly. I still remember the scene of the riots, the corpses that had to be burned, and even the most senior apprentices would have felt a pang of despair when they saw it. ”

Arrion reported respectfully, his brow furrowed as he let out a deep sigh, "Two accidents have happened. The apprentice, Zell, accidentally fell into the pit and was out of breath by the time he was rescued. The apprentice Muck, who saw the body of his relative, suffered a nervous breakdown and was being treated in an emergency tent. ”

"Sometimes I question all that I'm doing." Arrien frowned, a pained look on his face, "Burning the corpses of those creatures is a blasphemy against their souls, and they should have been buried deep in the earth, but they have endured such torture after death. ”

Jenny patted Arrien on the shoulder and comforted, "You have done nothing wrong, on the contrary, everything you have done is great. The corpses of those creatures are burned so that they are not disturbed by necromancers after they die, and with your help, they can really sleep. ”

Arrien lowered his head: "Lord Jenny, I understand everything you said, but I still can't forgive myself...... I can't forget what they were like at the end, they looked at me as if they wanted to say to me that their souls would never be at peace......"

Jenny shook her head: "I'll arrange psychological counseling for you, it just so happens that one of my apprentices is very good at this kind of treatment." ”

As she spoke, Jenny glanced in Sodophi's direction.

At this point, the original flames in the pit gradually subsided, and one apprentice put the ashes from the pit into the spatial ring, while the body of the dwarf Fried was lifted by the other two apprentices and carefully placed at the bottom of the pit where the residual heat was still dissipated.

"Genny-sama, I'll go first." Arrien asked.

"Go ahead."

With Jenny's approval, Arion made his way to the edge of the pit, where a rich magical element emerged from around him and then converged on Fried beneath the pit.

There was no solemn funeral, no mournful eulogy, not even a mournful cry, and under the gaze of Jenny, flames spread over the corpses of the dwarves.

She closed her eyes, and after a moment of silence, she turned away.

The familiar low sobs came from the side, and Jenny followed the voice, only to see her apprentice Sodophi, looking at Fried in the flames and weeping silently.

Jenny then stepped forward and turned Sodofi's figure around so that she didn't have to look at the flames burning behind her.

Looking directly at Sodophi in front of him, Jenny comforted: "This matter is over, you don't have to worry about it anymore." Forgotten? Heroes don't stop at one thing, it's time to move forward. ”

Seeing that the comfort did not have the desired effect, Jenny was helpless and continued to persuade: "Think about the things that make you happy? We're about to meet Yuke the Wise, the patron saint of all elves, a towering tree older than all necromancers, and I'm sure you've never seen him before, aren't you excited? ”

Sodofi asked with tears in her voice, "Lord Jenny...... Isn't there any intolerance in my heart? Or is it that heroes can ignore everything...... Won't be touched by anything? ”

Jenny sighed and patiently replied, "I do feel a little unbearable...... But everything about this matter has now been settled, everything is over, and even Fiat, who caused the destruction of Moyas's village, has been put to trial. No amount of patience can make a dwarf reborn, can it? It's time to put it all down and move forward. ”

Jenny's words were firm, and they contained a will that Sodofi could not understand.

After hearing that Fiat had received the judgment he deserved, Sodofi nodded as if he didn't understand, and the sobbing became much quieter.

"The only thing left is the source of all this, the wielder of the artifact, the evil necromancer. I promise you, I will make him pay. ”

Under Jenny's guidance, Sodofi slowly recovered her emotions and walked away from the path she had come, but every few steps she had to look back at the pit where the black smoke had risen.

"Don't look back." Jenny was helpless, but still smiled and said, "If you turn back, you're going to turn to stone." ”

Finally, under the continuous guidance of Jenny, Sodofi smiled for the first time in a long time, and the original sadness and unbearability in his heart are now much better.

(End of chapter)