A few soldiers, perhaps related or devout, helped bury the body, and after placing a cross in his bulging grave tree, the procession began again.

No one said anything about Sinampei's act of burying this poor man, whether they agreed or disagreed. For the people of this era, it was just a common thing to have a few uncared corpses lying in the ruins, and to show pity for a dead person was the privilege of only Sinampei, a traverser, who had long been accustomed to this qiē, and even a seemingly gentle woman like Kara had long accepted the cruelty of war - she had killed people with her own hands.

Back in the carriage, Kara asked him, "Si, look at your watch last night, you're killing someone for the first time, aren't you?

Sinan Pei smiled: "Compared to the dead, the living are more terrifying, don't you think so?"

After a moment's hesitation, Kara nodded, "You're right, Si." At the very least, the dead cannot harm the living. ”

But in the end, she added: "But I still don't want to face the dead, no matter how many people I have seen." ”

"Of course, if a person dies, he will never be saved. You can't jump or laugh, it's just a simple organic compound that weathers and decays. Sinan Pei smiled reluctantly.

"Organic compounds, what's that?" asked Kara, tilting her head sideways, confused. She didn't understand the word at all, not even a little bit.

"No, nothing. In my hometown, people thought that the body was made up of this substance. Sinampei said briefly and did not continue the topic.

The ruined sights on the road, which always made him feel sad, accumulated in his heart, mixed with longing for the earth, slowly turned into a sad melancholy, which made him unable to arouse his interest in explaining anything related to his hometown.

It's just that this kind of melancholy that only belongs to modern people can only be regarded as a small episode in Si Nanpei's current life after all, the emotion is over, life has to go on, and the work that should be done still has to be done, who let him eat with a local nobleman now.

After reason overtook emotion, Sinampei observed the necklace in his hand—it was taken from the skeleton's body, which was a small reward. Originally, Sinan Pei wanted to put it in the grave together, but in the end, he didn't refuse the temptation and took it in his hand.

This necklace is very exquisitely made, the lilies in the details are vivid, and it exudes a kind of easy temperament, in Si Nanpei's view, it must be from the hands of a famous artist - in this era of lack of tools, such an extraordinary carving can fully show the exquisite skills of the maker.

But it has no appeal in the eyes of others, and no one can look at it, no matter how workmanship it is—just because it is bad silver that passes off as silver, and notorious—no one cares about how well it is carved. In the same way, he has a fatal temptation for Sinampei, because it is platinum - yes, inferior silver and platinum are the same thing, but before the value is recognized, it is inferior silver, and after the value is recognized, it is platinum.

Maybe it was made by a silversmith to trick people, but now almost everyone knows the "clumsiness" of this material.

On Earth, people's understanding of this metal has undergone such a change, but in Uginea, Sinampe is not sure whether people will like it in the future.

But Sinampe liked it very much, and when she was in Auvergne, Theresa once tried to destroy a batch of bad silver that caused her a lot of losses, but she was saved by Sinampe and put in the warehouse: "In my hometown, the price of this metal is higher than gold, keep it, maybe it will be used in trade in the future." ”

That being said, in fact, it was still out of Sinan Pei's selfishness, and he really couldn't see these treasures being dumped in the lake in public. When he was on Earth, he couldn't ask for a few grams - that's why he never had a girlfriend, and after all, he was poor.

Looking at the necklace, Sinan Pei fell into deep thought. That corpse used to be a person with a story, but even if there was a story, it could only end up in a wilderness.

And looking at his finances, it looks like he has been ransacked.

"The people of Caledonia don't care about the lives and property of the Capetians. Carla shook her head, "Even for the sake of victory, they will not hesitate to send out light cavalry, sack villages and cities, massacre civilians, plunder whatever they see, and destroy whatever they can't take - the mercenaries under the command of the King of Caledonia have always had poor military discipline." ”

"What about the king? Isn't the king of Caledonia able to restrain his army? doesn't he claim to be the real king of Cape?" asked Sinampe.

"All he cares about is the crown, and as a foreigner, would he think about the life or death of the Capetians?" Kara asked rhetorically, "Do you think he cares about these little details to ensure the mercenaries' loyalty?"

It turned out that in the eyes of the Capetian people, the king of Caledonia, who claimed to be the legitimate ruler of Cape, could only be regarded as a foreigner! In this case, how confident could he be that he would be able to win the support of the Capetian people! Or ...... Did he think that only the "support" of the nobles was needed?

In this way, the king of Caledonia can only be regarded as a stupid and arrogant feudal monarch, and a successful king will never ignore the will of the people. Sinampei shook his head helplessly. With this conversation with Kara alone, the foreign ruler who had never met him dropped several notches in his eyes. This is not just a conclusion reached by the words of the woman, but a fact that he sees with his own eyes.

How can a monarch who cannot make this country identify with him become the real monarch of this country!

Thinking of this, Sinampei no longer has any doubts about the outcome of this war. Even if the present battle was hard, Capet, who was more extensive than the Caredonians, would surely be victorious - provided that the king himself did not die - and even if he was briefly conquered, the ethnic differences would inevitably lead the Galedonians to be unable to digest the land at all. The wave of nationalism that should have come will only become more violent.

Now that the result is known, will there be doubts about the next action? Si Nanpei smiled.

However, I am afraid that even he did not notice that if he concluded that the Kingdom of Capet would be defeated in the end, with his temperament, he would never abandon Teresa as a savior.

He doesn't just want to succeed.