Blood, staining half of Batu's body, his hand hung low, and the tomahawk fell from his hand, caught by the count before he hit the ground. The falconer stared at the carcass of his first horse for a moment, then pulled out the knife he had used to cut the flesh from his bosom. This was a slight surprise to the rest of the team, and Lothar immediately thought he was going to self-harm, but that didn't happen. Batu half-knelt on the ground, chanting something to the corpse of his mount, then bowed three times with his hands raised in the air, and then cut the skin of the horse with his knife, revealing the still bright red flesh underneath.

"Prairie tradition says that if a horse dies in battle, its owner will eat a part of its flesh to show that he will live with it. "Kailas has experience living on the prairies, and he understands the meaning behind what the hunters are doing right now. Therefore, this time there was a rare lack of playfulness in his tone, "If the situation allows, they will also use the bones or leather of the war horse to make some amulet-like ornaments, and the war horse will protect their master, both in life and after death." Boy, if you don't mind, you can also give me a slice of meat. ”

This is not a provocation, eating the warrior's war horse together is a privilege only for the closest comrades-in-arms. At the same time, it also means responsibility, eating the flesh and blood of the war horse, you must never abandon its owner like a war horse. The cat fairy understood this, and he still stretched out his furry palm. A slice of raw horse meat was quickly placed in his hand, and he ate it without hesitation, "It tastes good, it's a good horse." ”

Regardless of the taste of fresh horse meat for the time being, but in the current environment, I am afraid that the taste of the delicacies of the mountains and seas will not taste half of the taste, and the bloody meat will not taste good no matter how you look at it. But some people just like this kind of meat, "Give me a slice too, after a day of running, I only have morning dough in my stomach, and it's always good to eat some fresh meat." ”

Lothar's suggestion came from his observation of things, and unlike Cheese, the Count was more sensitive to the human heart, and he could perceive that it was not a blasphemy to ask Batu for a slice of his horse's flesh at this time. This can be found in Batu's reaction to the cat goblin. Moreover, the Count was not unable to understand the thoughts of the steppe people. Eating has always been the simplest and most direct way to become one with a thing, eating and being eaten, the mutual devouring and transformation of living beings, which contains something that elves often mention. The Count couldn't tell, but he could feel it.

The cat elf and the Count's actions were like a signal, and soon Atta also came over and stroked Batuu's back and took a piece of horse meat from his hand. Cheese didn't look at it, his attention seemed to be all on Aleiel in the distance, until the falconer brought the slice of meat placed on the knife to him, "It will protect us." Use it the way. ”

"I have no doubt about that. The mage looked at Batuu, smiled mysteriously, and then reached out and picked up the piece of meat and put it into his mouth. The smell of blood, the strong smell of animals, it is difficult to taste anything other than the first time, but it is surprisingly not disgusting, because under the taste of this discordant taste, anyone who eats a slice of meat can feel the life contained in it more clearly.

"Alright, the farewell ceremony is over. Now, if we don't want more lives to be lost today, it's best to do something with what we have at hand now. It may be that the taste in his mouth gave Cheese inspiration, and the mage, who didn't know how to stand, suddenly turned his head and strode up, "Batu, as a spell casting material, I need the body of your mount, would you mind?"

"It's become one with me, and you can take the rest. The hunter wiped the remaining tears from his cheeks, and his voice became firm again.

The mage nodded, and didn't say anything more, the way he looked at the corpse of the war horse had become the eyes that a spellcaster should have, no emotion, no hesitation, only calculation and planning. Corpses are transformed into materials in his eyes, flesh and skin, and bones can be utilized, and a good spellcaster will not waste his materials. Especially the body that has just died, it is a luxurious gift, and even the most knowledgeable apprentice can find what he wants from a corpse. Grey Robe is no longer an apprentice, and he can do better than most of the self-proclaimed masters.

"Help me separate the meat from the skin, the horse skin is so special that it is easy to identify. The peeled skin is put alone, and the meat is cut into pieces of about seven pounds, just like human muscles, Lothar This is your specialty. Bones and blood can be collected, and Kailas will do it, he has very skillful hands, and these things will be useful to us later. Also, I need a few hairs from you, all at once, I promise. Atta, you and Batu go to the bazaar and find something to dig a hole for me. Move fast, I don't want that thing to be here in a daze before it arrives!"

"Though I never doubted your abilities," said Lothar to Cheese as he slipped the horse's flesh with a dagger, for he did not like to be a butcher. And that's mainly because he did make a career out of it for a while in Heartless Bay, and as a knight, this can be regarded as an unbearable past. Of course, at that time, he was trying to earn more money for his pregnant wife, and he would not regret it, but it was another thing to be taken out by a friend. The Count struck a wide slice of tendons along the texture of the muscles and stood up, "But I don't think we can stop that thing with these. ”

Cheese licked his fingers and stretched them into the air to feel the flow of air, which helped him in his subsequent spell casting, and after hearing Lothar's words, he casually replied, "Well, it depends on your opinion." In the face of giants, the best solution is never to face him head-on, looking for an opportunity to cut his Achilles muscle is the best option. Besides, you think that there is too little flesh to be useful because you saw it in its entirety in the first place. And what I'm going to do is fish with this flesh, and a little bait can catch big fish. ”

The Count pursed his lips, glad that the mage was optimistic about the situation before him, and that he still didn't understand what he was saying. This is a good thing, because Lothar knows that if he can understand Cheese's plans, then he will realize where the crazy and unstable elements of those plans are, and then the rigorous style will lead him to meaningless anxiety.

"The meat is cut. Moments later, Lothar had completed his mission.

"Great, great, pile them here, inside this circle. Then, we're good to go. "The gray robe used the knife he carried with him to draw a circle on the ground with a diameter of two meters, and it was not easy to leave such a regular mark on the hard ground without the help of any tools.