"luvian~" Saffrot called out urgently. I took a breath and slowly climbed up from the soft thing below. I covered my shoulders and replied coldly, "It's okay."
But when I straightened up and stood firm, using a ray of light in front of me, I looked at the place where I was lying just now, and I couldn't help but step back. But when I stepped back, I forgot that I was on the stairs. Suddenly he lost his landing point and naturally fell backwards, so he exclaimed again, "Ah!"
"Luvian!" Saffrot called my name urgently again, but at this time he had stood behind me and hugged me with both hands. I fell safely in his arms, "What's the matter? What happened? ?”
"Look!" I pointed to a pile of things on the ground in front of me.
"Corpse?" He could clearly see it with his blood-red eyes, but from his tone, it sounded like there was a lot of confusion.
"What? Is it strange that there is a corpse here?" Although I couldn't see clearly, I could clearly see that it was a corpse, but in such a dilapidated place, there is nothing strange about having a few corpses. After all, there are only a few corpses here. There is no human habitation, let alone murder and robbery, no one knows even if it is an accidental death, it is natural that they become corpses lying on the stairs.
"It's not surprising, but I checked it this morning, and there was nothing there. But from the look of it, it must have been dead for a long time." Saffrot put me aside and stood still, and then stepped forward to check it himself. Finally, a rope was pulled out from the corpse. Looking along the rope, we saw that the rope was threaded into a beam at the top of the stairs, and the other end stretched along the top wall to the bottom of the stairs, so we walked downstairs together. When I went there, I happened to meet Junior Brother Allende who rushed up with a candle. The old priest held the candle to illuminate us, but when it shined on Saffrot's bloody eyes, he couldn't help but stand on my side, "Miss, what's going on?" What happened?"
"It's nothing, there's just a body." I answered simply, followed Safrot and continued walking forward. Finally, I came to the small door at the entrance of the stairs, and the end point was on the door of the small door, with one end of the rope. Being nailed to it tightly.
"It turns out he was hanged." I sighed softly and stepped out of the small door. My original mood of wanting to take a look at the top of the church was completely ruined by the sudden appearance of the corpse.
"Then... what to do with the body?" Allender asked urgently, "We can't just leave it like that! How will we go upstairs in the future?"
"You don't have to go upstairs!" After Saffrot figured out the reason for the corpse's appearance, he stopped paying attention and followed me out the door and back to the hall.
"You... you are so cold-blooded. Even if we don't go upstairs, we can't leave a body like that. It's better for a person to die than to be buried in peace!" Allende was actually quite kind-hearted, so he pulled him The old priest went to take care of the corpse. The corpse looked very strange. A wooden nail was stabbed into the chest, but the stab was not deep. It seemed that he had died of excessive bleeding. As Elend moved the corpse, observe.
"Master, the clothes he wears seem to be similar to yours. No, they are similar to what you used to wear." Allende is a very lively child and rarely talks idle.
"Well, if I guess correctly, he should be the bishop here, but I don't know why he died here." The old priest sighed, wrapped the body in the original robe, and carried the body out of the hall. Go.
"This way of death..." When they carried the body past us, my eyes fell on the wooden nail, and I couldn't help but doubt it.
"Where are you going to move it?" Saffrot didn't say anything, but just stepped forward to block the two junior brothers.
"Of course it was moved outside for burial. You can't keep it on the stairs!" Elend looked up at Saffrot in confusion.
"How are you going to bury him?" Saffrot pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a hint of weirdness in his eyes.
"A burial is a burial, what else can I do?" Elend said something to him unhappily, ignored him, bypassed him and just moved the body out with the old priest. Saffrot turned around and looked at them coldly as they walked out, shaking his head, "Humans~"
"What do you want?" I naturally understood what he was sighing about, but I didn't explain clearly, I just asked casually.
"No, it has nothing to do with me." As he said that, he turned around and sat on a bench nearby, and I sat behind him, with our backs to him, having nothing to say.
"What does your master want me to do? Or live?" It was really boring, so I asked around casually.
"I don't know." His answer only made me more bored, and I couldn't help but utter some words, "What else do you know?"
"I know what my name is, and I also know what your name is. Isn't that enough?" As a result, his cold and arrogant tone sounded again, but it only showed once again that he was no longer him.
"Hmph! That's enough for you now. It's not a good thing for a servant to know too much." I didn't want to hear his strangeness anymore, so I got up and walked out of the door. Maybe the master and the apprentice A little more interesting.
After walking out of the church door, it turned out that they were not in front of the door. They must have gone around to the back of the church. After all, no one would like a tomb at the door. With this in mind, I walked around the stone wall of the church towards the dark place behind. Under such a scorching sun, the shady side looks even darker and colder.
But the two people at the back were so busy that they were sweating profusely. At this time, the grave was dug as deep as the calf. Allend stood in the grave, and the old priest stood on top and peeled away the soil that Allend had lifted up.
"Miss Luvian, right?" Allende saw me approaching, raised his head and smiled at me, and asked proudly.
"Yeah." I didn't want them to know, but in the end, they found out that some things are really beyond one's control.
"Is the lady here to see this gentleman off?" The old priest raised his eyes and looked at me gently. I just opened my mouth slightly to him, took a step forward, stood next to the corpse, and looked at the hands exposed from the robe. They were as dry as bones, but there was no sign of decay. "Funeral? There is no need."
"What do you mean, Miss? Why can't I understand you?" the old priest asked in confusion.
"I suggest you cremate them." I turned to them and said, "That's the only way..."
"Cremation? How is that possible? It is disrespectful to the deceased! Absolutely not!" The old priest resolutely interrupted my suggestion, and then educated me very earnestly, "Miss, whether it is the living or the dead, You must have enough respect for him, and then you will gain the respect of others. Even if the other person goes to heaven one day, he will still pray for you and let you go to him one day."
"Huh! Heaven? Forget it, that kind of place is not suitable for me." Since they didn't accept my suggestion, it was useless for me to say it, so I turned around and walked back sadly.
"Miss!" Suddenly Elend called.
"What's the matter?" I just stopped but didn't look back.
"What's wrong with your shoulder? There seems to be blood stains." Elend could vaguely see a hint of dark red. After all, I was wearing a black dress at this time.
"It's okay, it's just a scratch." I didn't explain much. After all, it had nothing to do with them, and knowing more would only lead to bigger troubles. I walked towards the main entrance of the church. From everywhere, from front to back, there was really nothing to see or do in this church. So when I came to the door, I said to the people inside, "Let's go!"
"You can?" Safrot stood in front of me in a flash, with disbelief on his face.
"Okay." I nodded, turned around and walked out. He just followed me. I took one step at a time. We were not walking too fast, but at least we were moving forward instead of staying in that boring little place. Language games were played in the church, stabbing each other.
"Forget it, let me carry you away!" After walking for an hour, I obviously felt tired, so the speed of my arms and legs moved much slower. He who was walking behind finally couldn't stand it anymore and said .
"No need." I didn't want to nestle in his arms and smell his scent, but what he said was completely unfamiliar and ruthless words, so I tried my best to speed up my steps.
"I'm doing it for your own good." But my little acceleration seemed meaningless to him.
"You don't have to be so kind, I don't know you." I kept taking steps forward, hoping to throw him away by a step or two.
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"But I know you!" He grabbed my hand, and I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and shouted, "Ah!"
"What's wrong?" he asked in confusion, but as soon as the words came out, he understood and couldn't help but let go of his hand quickly, "Did it hurt your wound? How is it?"
"Oops, the wound may be open." He frowned and reached out to my shoulder. In fact, he had already cut a hole there when he was taking out the bullet, so he just gently took off his clothes. If you pull a thin line, you can see the condition of the wound.
"It's not your fault." I pushed his hand away, stood aside, and checked the wound myself. It seemed that the wound was really open this time, which was really troublesome, and I couldn't help but frown.
"That's right, this is your fault." As a result, his face suddenly turned cold, he picked me up and ran forward.
"You..." Under such fierce fire, he actually opened the virtual curtain to block the sun and ran like this. Isn't he afraid of dying from exhaustion? I looked at his nervous face in surprise, but his eyes were only looking at the blurry town of Terra in front of him, "Speak less and maintain your physical strength."
"I'm fine." I said these three words very softly, as if I wanted to comfort him.
"I won't let anything happen to you." In the end, he said in a softer voice, but it floated into my ears clearly. I raised my eyes and looked at him calmly, but he looked into the distance.
Is he still him? (To be continued)