After a banquet, someone has to deal with the leftovers and clean the premises. After a murder is over, if it is the murderer, then it is necessary to deal with the scene of the murder and erase all traces of yourself. If it's a massacre, there's even more to do.

Dozens of lives, no more, no less, have been removed from the category of murder, which can be described as massacres. Many people here have died unexpectedly, and even resistance is so powerless. The squires were slaughtered by the mercenaries, and then the mercenaries were attacked by the knights, and finally the knights also died, killed by a dog with a double-headed sword, and the heads of the men fell to the ground like wheat cut off by a sickle.

Blood was pouring down the ground and heads were rolling.

No matter what, no one will die in the future, and those who are still alive will not have the mind to continue fighting, or in other words, a man in the prime of life and an old man who has the ability to continue fighting will have no reason to continue fighting.

The murder and massacre that took place here was forcibly ended by a young girl named Lulunaka, and now no one knows whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. But as long as you're alive, that's a good thing right now. For Olga, this is even more so, as long as Romeona is alive, it is more important than anything. But for Pattin, maybe it's worse to be alive now than to die.

Olga dug a pit a little further down the road, in an open area in the forest, and the shovel in his hand kept falling, digging a deep and wide pit, a pit that could bury at least a dozen people, and the sides were full of dirt, which he would have to cover back into later. He felt fortunate to find a few shovels in the wagon, which made the job much easier, and he was also glad that he was the one who shoveled the dirt and dug the pit, rather than waiting for the dirt to fall on him.

He looked up and looked to the other side of the road. Pattin, over there, did the same work as he did, except that instead of one big pit, he dug twelve small pits, each of which was just big enough to bury one person. Unlike the mercenaries, who were piled together for mass burial, Patin earned the twelve knights a less ugly salute to bring their belongings, armor, and weapons into the ground, rather than being scavenged and buried like garbage, as the mercenaries did.

Lulunaka didn't embarrass Pattin, but said, "As long as you don't waste time, you can do whatever you want...... I hope their things don't be taken away?, anyway, the knight's things are too recognizable, and I can't handle them easily. "Then I stopped caring about Pattin. The mercenaries weren't so lucky, and the little bit of value on them was taken away, leaving them with nothing but tattered leather armor and worn-out weapons that were in the way. Many of their belongings had been stolen from their attendants, and now they had been taken away and returned to their original owners—but the original owners of these things were also dead, so these valuable things were thrown into the wagons carrying the goods.

The squires had long since been buried in the earth, and only the slightly bulging, unnatural-looking dirt bags could prove that they had ever existed. There are no tombstones, no flowers, and after a while, I am afraid that even this trace will no longer exist, and travelers will not find that dozens of innocent and pitiful lives are buried here.

The attendants were buried by Olga and Pattin, and each had the right to a separate grave. These poor people, who were involved in a conspiracy that had nothing to do with them, died miserably, and could only be buried in this jungle, without even a chance to return home after death. Olga couldn't revive them, but at least wanted them to sleep comfortably, so she found a place where the sun was shining and dug beds for all of them. Because of Pattin's help, the work ended quickly - their silver-class warriors already had strong strength, and although they couldn't prepare a coffin for everyone, they could dig a few graves quickly.

After burying all the attendants, Olga and Patin separated, and each went to prepare a burial place for the other two groups. When the attendants were buried, Olga and Patin remained silent, and had no intention of speaking to each other, until the burial of the attendants was complete and the two separated.

Olga had nothing to say to the former perpetrator, and had no interest in mocking the loser. Patin's defeat was not given by him, he did not have that qualification, and he preferred to cut off the head of the perpetrator and loser rather than laugh at the loser. But now he couldn't, because Padin Edgar's life was no longer his own, but that of Lulunaka, an alchemist.

Olga dug a pit and looked to the other side of the road. The large pit he had prepared for the mercenaries was not far from the convoy, and he could observe the movement of the convoy and the road at any time, and he frequently turned his head to look over there, mainly worried about Romeona, who was with Luluna.

Two older people were digging a pit to bury the body, and the younger one was cleaning up the scene of the killing.

Julius fumbled with the corpses of the mercenaries, pulling money and everything of value out of their pockets and putting them in the bags beside him. He wrapped the longsword that Luluna had given him in cloth and carried it behind his back, making it look like he was carrying a large cross. Julius was wary of Lulunaka at first, but after Lulunaka gave him Pattin's crosssword, his attitude softened considerably, and Lulunaka's words touched at his heartstrings.

"Don't you want to be a hero? Let's start with this sword. ”

Julius couldn't resist such a temptation, and even if he had the prejudice that the other party was a witch who was good at seducing others, he couldn't really stiffen his neck and return the sword.

So Julius comforted himself, it wasn't because he was greedy, it wasn't because he was really deceived, he was just worried that the witch who sent the sword in front of him would kill because of his refusal and anger, and for the sake of his own life, he could only compromise and save his life first, and then talk about the future.

In this way, Julius accepted the sword that Luluna had given him. Now that he had accepted such a gift, Julius could not do nothing, but had to do something to repay Lulunaka, who was now searching for the corpse.

Julius lost his parents at a young age and was an orphan living alone. As long as it is something that can keep him alive, he will do it, touching the corpse and taking away valuable things, although he has not done it before, but if he wants to do it, he can still muster up the courage to do it. To be able to jump out and live and die with Olga and Romeona, his courage is not small, although this courage can't make him do anything, and his legs are shaking.

Olga did not allow him to touch the bodies of the poor retinue, but the belongings that were no longer on them were taken by Julius by default, and Julius had no intention of handing them over as burial goods. As for the dead knights of the Church, since Patin had Lulunaka's consent, there was no need for Julius to search for the knights in shiny chain mail. Only these twenty-two mercenaries can be searched by him at will, as long as they are valuable, they can take them. This made Julius work a lot less, and it also gave him a lot less chance of feeling nauseous and vomiting.

Most of the terrible deaths were squires, and most of the mercenaries were attacked by the knights of the church. In order to be lethal and not to leave any trouble, the knights did not make any extra moves, and every move was to rush at the fatal points of the mercenaries, and some of them even had feathered arrows stuck in their heads, and their heads looked like a hedgehog. The bodies and faces of these mercenaries who died in shock became stiff and cold, which made Julius, who came over to touch the corpses, uneasy, and worried that these hideous-looking dead people would suddenly jump up and wave the weapons in their hands to cut him to the ground, who had no combat ability.

Olga would come and take the corpses of the mercenaries who had been searched by Julius and throw them into the pit that had been dug. When the pit couldn't hold more bodies, he scooped up the dirt, filled the pit and dug a pit for the next one. The last person to be thrown into the pit was Gris, the leader of the mercenaries. This strong man of great strength lay above his hands, and the smiling head rested on his chest, and then covered with layers of dirt until he was no longer visible. The pit was filled in, and only the renovated dirt proved that they once existed, and then died here.

This is the end of the mercenaries. From the far north, he came to the border between the Oran continent and the Yilan continent, participated in a conspiracy, became a robber, became an executioner, and finally became a victim of the conspiracy like the attendants.

The dead were removed and buried in the forest, becoming part of the forest. The bodies were removed, and the road where the convoy was located suddenly became clean, and only the blood seeping into the dirt on the ground could prove what had just happened here. If a human corpse can be buried in the ground, Marco will not have this blessing. The dead horses were picked up by Ward and carried into the depths of the forest, and so on until they were all taken away. The appearance of a dog carrying a horse on its back is quite funny, and it may even make people wonder if the poor dog has been abused, but no one thinks so, because it is this dog that kills all the knights of the church.