"Wake up, Lord Count, wake up!" Anna shook the count's body vigorously, tears dripping down her chest, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault! If it weren't for my carelessness—" she said heartbrokenly, "You don't want to die, Carolus, I don't want you to die, you know..."

"What?"

Ye Ming thought strangely, a little unsure whether to open his eyes or not, when his stream of consciousness returned from Amy's body to the earl's body, he was faced with the confession of this little girl.

"Carolus, from the moment you rode a horse to rescue us..."After Anna finished babbling about her inner feelings and love, she actually closed her eyes and kissed Ye Ming's lips gently, "I love you...!"

She reached for the giant sword called "Frost", and her expression was serious and determined, as if she had made up her mind to follow her with death?

"Stop!" Ye Ming couldn't stay silent anymore, he quickly grabbed Anna's little hand, and said with a wry smile: "Please, how could I die?"

"Lord Count!" Anna's eyes widened in surprise, and then she blushed at the realization of something, lowered her head and said timidly, "You... Why didn't you die?"

"No, no, no, I mean I'm glad you're alive, but—" She suddenly realized that her statement might cause some misunderstanding, and suddenly explained nervously, "But... You hear it... Is it?"

"What did you hear?" Ye Ming pretended to have just woken up and explained his previous state, "My strength may be a little overdepleted, I'm sorry, did you say anything just now?"

"No, no!"

Anna hurriedly pulled out her little hand that was caught, and quietly relieved with her hands, "It seems that Lord Earl didn't hear it..."

"Hurry up, Amy is still alone in the forest!" he decisively changed the subject, "I'm afraid she'll be in danger alone!"

Unexpectedly, her worries about her sister expelled the cranky thoughts in Anna's mind, and she nervously asked, "Sister, is she alone?"

"Yes, I found out that you hadn't been back for a long time, so I went to look for you. Ye Ming picked up the wolf's claws while talking about the previous incident, "After finding Amy, she cried and said that you were taken away by the wolf, let me hurry over and save you!"

"So I'll rush over first—" He peeled off the wolf's silver-white fur and wrapped those paws casually, "Let's go, Anna?"

"Okay, ah!"

She screamed as she was carried on her shoulders and symbolically resisted twice - if a few kicks on her calves were barely enough...

Ye Ming ran quickly.

Although there was no more bad news about the disappearance of the spirit mark after the gift of the divine art, he was still a little worried about the situation of Lance and the others.

So when they saw the Count with angry and sad expressions, he was carrying a two-handed sword and a wolf's clawed hide, and a girl on his shoulder, panting and exhaling.

"Lord Earl!" Lance stared at Ye Ming with a bloodstained body, and roared angrily: "When the camp was attacked, you..."

He wasn't done yet.

The wolf skin, which was simply tied with the wolf tendons that had been pulled out, finally couldn't support it, and the pair of sharp claws were sprinkled all over the ground and stuck upside down on the snow.

"How's the situation?" Ye Ming certainly knew what he wanted to say, and after putting Amy and Anna down and wiping a handful of sweat beads from his forehead, he opened his mouth to explain: "I went to slaughter their leader - Danced with the wolf!"

"Impossible!" Lance looked at those wolf claws in disbelief, although he didn't believe Ye Ming's words, but at least he felt that the anger and injustice in his heart had dissipated a lot, "He's obviously not already..."

"I know that this guy even had his head cut off as a collection!" Ye Ming interrupted, "But his is still alive, of course, now dead." He kicked the wolf's paw at his feet, "You may not believe it, but this guy has become a giant wolf, the one behind this attack!"

"This..."

Lance was somewhat silent.

However, the terrifying scratches on the armor on the earl's chest made people have to believe it, after all, he knew how powerful the man in front of him was.

"It looks like you've been through a hard fight...", he also calmed down before observing this proof, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before. ”

"It's okay!" Ye Ming patted Lance on the shoulder, looking at the dark red snow around him and the corpses of the knights who were arranged in a row, "I think, they deserve a warrior's funeral..."

Unlike the ordinary snow burial, in Livingston, the nobles with names and surnames were obviously more inclined to let their souls be sublimated in the flames.

So the surviving people began to get busy, and the trees in the forest suffered. One after another, the towering giant trees that have survived for an unknown number of years have fallen one after another, and they have been piled up into a high platform that is enough to be called a spectacular platform.

The bodies of the knights were placed in the center, along with the Rangers who had followed Reims - perhaps they might not have the name of nobility, but at least for the moment, these people were willing to wish the dead to be in peace.

The flame was lit in an atmosphere of grief.

It was Ye Ming who performed this ritual, and he only had to be responsible for throwing the torch down.

As the smoke rose and tongues of fire licked the faces of the dead, there were bursts of low sobs—the frightened women.

Some of them were the wives of knights, some were low-ranking maids or commoners, and the high platform did not have the share of these poor people, but these women did not care about this, although there were obviously more victims among them.

When the snow spreads over the faces of the deceased.

When the wind blows, the hero's mantle hunts!

We could hear their cries.

O people from afar!

Do you know who's guarding the home?

O waiter!

Do you know that the soul has a direction?

Men earn glory with swords and axes.

The woman sang a hymn with joy.

But everything in this world will return to dust.

Only the deeds of the brave can be passed on forever in the flames!

Glory...

Ye Ming listened quietly to the chorus of these people, and for the first time had a sense of belonging to this kingdom standing in the ice and snow world.

Of course, they were afraid, frightened, and even desperate, but he had to admit that the country called Livingston had never lacked strength.

"Maybe that's why the Earl is called a hero, respected and loved..."Ye Ming sighed inexplicably, "Only the brave leave their names, this should be the universal values of this country..."