Chapter 793. A traitor in the mouth of his comrades
DeWitt and a soldier wandered the alleys of the city for a long time.
After confirming that the orcs following them were gone, Able finally calmed down and let out a long breath.
"Boss, shall we go back now?" The elven soldier asked Abel.
"Hmm." Able nodded, then began to look at the surrounding buildings, and said, "Where is this?" β
"I don't know much about it, either." The elven soldier shook his head and replied, "Why don't you ask the pedestrians on the street?" β
"Well, you go and ask. Remember, be polite. Abel commanded.
"Yes." The soldier nodded in agreement, then walked out into the street, stopped a dwarf, and asked, "Brother, do you know where this is?" β
"This is the West Cellar." Without raising his head, the dwarf pointed to the street sign and replied, "Isn't it written on this sign?" β
"Aha, I see, thank you, thank you." An embarrassed smile appeared on the elven soldier's face, and he stepped aside to make way for the dwarf.
After seeing the dwarf walking away, the elven soldier returned to Abel and reported, "Boss, they say this is the West Cellar. β
"West Cellar?" Abel furrowed his brows, feeling a little familiar with the name, and asked, "Have we heard it somewhere?" β
"I seem to have a little impression," the soldier pondered, "By the way, the old man guarding the city gate, isn't his niece performing a play in the West Cellar?" β
"Well, you're right." Able also regained his memory and said, "Then let's go and give his niece a show." β
The elven soldier's eyes widened and he asked, "Boss, we're really going." β
"Of course, after all, the old dwarf kindly reminded us once. In any case, it is necessary to do what was promised to him. Abel nodded, "If you don't want to go, I'll go by myself." β
"No, no, no, I'll go too." The elven soldier waved his hand in a panic.
"Let's go." Abel said: "Just now I wondered why the people on the street were still walking in one direction, and it seemed that everyone was coming to see the play. Just follow them. β
"Yes."
The two followed the flow of people on the street and went to the most famous theater in Xijiao.
The bodies of Clemmont and the others were transported back to Dehrim's barracks, and the news spread throughout the city, and the relatives of the deceased visited the army for several days. The cry of grief spread throughout the barracks. Adunis was responsible for directing his soldiers to maintain order. When the families of the fallen soldiers pounced in front of him and asked him why his son had fallen into the deep sea, he could only force back his sadness and explain to them word by word.
"Those who framed the soldiers will be punished." Adunis assured.
The parents of the soldiers, who knelt in front of the mourning hall and cried until they fainted, were carefully cared for by their son's comrades-in-arms.
When the news of the death of all the people reached the city of Dehrim, the people were even more incredulous.
The royal compensation didn't make them feel anything.
It wasn't until the soldiers' bodies were transported back to the city that they expressed their hearts in pain when they saw that familiar faces were no longer lifeless.
When Derrick knew that the soldiers' bodies would be cremated in three days, he rushed back to Dehrem from Durandal with DeWitt and the others without delay.
As their caravan entered the gates, the people stood on both sides of the road to welcome their return.
DeWitt's father and mother immediately rushed to DeWitt's horse, with tears in their eyes, and greeted him: "You are back." β
DeWitt was helped off his horse by his fellow soldiers, and when he saw his parents, tears could not stop dripping down his face.
"Father, mother." Devitt choked up, "I'm sorry. β
By the time he woke up in his hospital bed, the amputation had already ended. His right leg was replaced with a prosthetic.
"It's okay, just come back." DeWitt's father stepped forward and hugged his helpless son.
After rushing back to the barracks, Derrick immediately walked to the mourning hall and prostrated in front of Cremont's coffin.
As if his heart had been pierced, Derrick could only cover his mouth to prevent himself from crying.
In his impression: Cremont has always been a quiet and kind child, who likes to hide in the corner and read some books that others can't read. Although he rarely initiates communication with you, you can read in his pious eyes that he respects you and loves the barracks.
Claremont's father had died seven or eight years earlier, leaving her mother alone. Thinking of the old man's lonely back, Darik's throat seemed to be pinched by someone, and he couldn't make any sound bitterly.
When Derrick learned that Cremont was about to be appointed to the position of commander by Kant, Derrick's heart was envious, and there was even a trace of grievance. Now that I think about it, I was so naΓ―ve at that time.
Adunis walked over and helped Darek to a chair beside him and sat down. Seeing that he had buried his face in his lap all the time, Adunis sat down beside Daric.
"Cremont's mother arrived this morning and is now crying and fainting, staying in the infirmary to be cared for." Adunis leaned back in his chair and whispered.
"Is the old man alright?" Darek finally looked up, his eyes still bloodshot.
"It's fine." Adunis looked at him and replied, "It's just because he's breathing." β
"Hmm." Derick nodded and said, "Cremont is a warrior under me, and I will solve the problem of providing for the elderly in the future." β
"Your Majesty has allocated a batch of compensation to be distributed to the relatives of the fallen soldiers. You don't need to worry about this problem. Adunis said with a wave of his hand.
"No, Cremont's unfinished filial piety. I will do it for him, and this old man will be my family in the future, and I will take care of her. Derrick said with a determined gaze.
"Are you ready to go back to Decherim, then?" Adunis's eyes became serious, too.
"Hmm." Derrick nodded.
"Ugh." Adunis sighed and said, "Since it was your own choice, then I also support you. β
The conversation between the two ended, and after resting in his chair for a while, Adunis got up and resumed his duties. Derick, on the other hand, went to the infirmary to see CrΓ©mont's mother.
Three days later, the remains of the seven soldiers were cremated and their ashes were sent to their respective homes.