As the team passed by a canal, Leo saw the body of a horse thief nailed to a wooden frame by the militia. Eighteen bodies were lined up, stripped naked, and hung on crosses. The wound was exposed to the air, the skin and flesh were rolled up, and even the intestines were torn open. The blood had almost been drained out, so the skin was gray and bloodless. As the rage and fighting spirit in his heart subsided, the elegant soul of a modern man took over again, and Leo immediately felt that these corpses were particularly terrifying, just like the scenes in some American horror movies. "Too barbaric! Too cruel!" Leo took a few glances, shook his head and walked away shouting. The militiamen following behind looked at each other, unable to complain. Didn't you order this yourself? "Should we put them down? Bury them?" a militiaman asked Ivan in a low voice. Ivan rolled his eyes at him. "It's none of our business! If you have the time, can't you dig a grave for yourself first?" The militiaman thought about it and felt that what Ivan said made sense.
Returning to the river bend, Leo saw the bodies of the villagers laid out in the open space outside the lord's house. The survivors gathered together and mourned silently. Olivia is comforting the families of the dead villagers with the help of Rusev. On the whole, the villagers did not seem too sad, and even seemed a little relieved. Only a few young women and children were sobbing secretly. In Leo's fragmented memories, no matter it was an attack by bandits or heavy snow in the cold winter, some people would always die in the small village in the north. This seemed to have become a part of the villagers' lives. Especially since the invasion of orcs, more than ten to twenty people died in almost every attack, so that in the end the entire village had to migrate under the leadership of Uliyan. What's more, this time a large number of horse bandits attacked, leaving behind a total of eighteen corpses, but only nine people were hacked to death. This was unthinkable before. Seven or eight muscular kobold blacksmiths were sitting on the wooden platform of the lord's house, bored, watching the strange gathering of humans, and just wanted it to end quickly so they could go back to their blacksmithing. The gnolls don't have so many complicated emotions and customs. When their companions die, they won't even bury them. They will just throw them into the wilderness. Not eating it while it's hot is already a sign of their civilization. Seeing Leo coming back from outside the village with the militia, Olivia hurriedly took the little mouse to greet him, with worry on her face. She habitually took out a towel to wipe the blood off his body and checked his injuries. In the previous battle, the blood of the horse thieves splashed all over Leo, but by this time it had dried and could not be wiped off. The whole person was covered in blood, and the lapels of his fur armor were caked together, making him look rather miserable. In the past, whether Leo went hunting in the wild or followed Uriyan to fight, he was too reckless and always rushed in first, often returning home with scars all over his body. Olivia's medical skills, which far surpass those of other villagers, were learned from Leo. Seeing the two girls, one big and one small, with panic in their eyes, Leo smiled and comforted them: "It's okay, it's all the blood of the horse thieves, I'm not hurt at all." As he walked in, he boasted: "We are just a bunch of horse thieves, so weak! No one can withstand my attack! I kill them with one sword, just like chopping melons and vegetables!" When the little mouse heard this, his face was full of admiration, and he followed behind proudly. Olivia didn't care about that. She walked like a little wife, mumbling, "Dad told me a long time ago, but you didn't listen. You're the head of the militia now, so you should take command and stop always rushing to the front..." Leo: “Blah blah blah.”
"You were almost killed by a kobold last time. Haven't you learned any lesson?" "Blah blah blah." Olivia stamped her feet in anger, rolled up her sleeves and punched Leo on the back, "You're going to piss me off to death!" Leo was not accommodating at all. He spoke the elegant imperial language he learned from the little mouse while bending down to avoid Olivia's attack. "How dare you! How dare a little girl like you be so rude to me!" He threw away his weapon and shield, put his head between Olivia's legs, and lifted her up in an instant. "Put me down!" Amid the envious gazes and cheers of the crowd, Leo carried the shy and struggling Olivia on his shoulders, with a bump on his head, and walked around the camp like a lion patrolling his territory. At night, Uliyan finally returned from the wild people tribe. The four wild hunters accompanied them all the way to the River Bend Territory, and watched them cross the canal before disappearing into the wilderness. Although the number of large beasts in the vicinity has been greatly reduced after this period of development, there are still some that are still there. If a hungry brown bear or tiger suddenly appeared, Uliyan's team, which only had two militiamen and a donkey, would inevitably suffer casualties. In order to show respect to Uriyan, Elder Zulwan specially arranged for four wild hunters to escort them home. This was a treatment that neither Leo nor Freya had ever received. When they first met, although Leo was sincere and kind enough, it was obvious that Elder Zulwan was only kind on the surface, but was wary and repulsive in his heart. As expected, communication is the most important thing between people. Leader Hewan has been showing goodwill to the wild tribes, abiding by the rules, and getting along with them equally. Now, he has finally received something in return. There aren't so many people who would just bow down and fawn on you in this world. This is as outrageous as if the boss just makes a big promise and doesn't have to pay the salary. Leo told Uriyan everything that had happened in the river bend over the past two days, in detail. From the time Friar Lawrence arrived at the river bend until he was hanged at the gate of the abandoned tower. After listening to Leo's story, Uliyan nodded repeatedly and praised: "Not bad! That's how it should be. These damn missionaries, don't they have ancestors?" After the floating population began to appear in the River Bay Territory, many strange people set their sights on this newly developed territory, but as for the church, there were only some vendors selling "holy artifacts". For example, the feathers that fell off the wings of the six-winged holy angel - freshly plucked goose feathers, only cost thirty silver coins, and if you put them under your pillow, all kinds of evil spirits will be scared away. For example, the walking stick of Bishop Isenbol of Holy Light - a sharpened wooden stick, which only costs two gold coins and can protect you from all diseases when held in your hand. For example, the blood of the first Pope St. Peter - dried sheep's blood, only ten gold coins, smeared on the cross of the church, can protect the territory from weather and good harvest for a hundred years. Unfortunately, the poor people in Hewan Territory couldn't even take out a copper penny, and some of them didn't even know what the empire's gold and silver soles looked like. And there wasn't even a chapel. Especially when you meet Leo, it is even more miserable than seeing a ghost. You will be skinned alive even if you don’t die. These small vendors who cheated and defrauded others were driven bankrupt by Leo's anti-fraud and reverse fraud, and they began to doubt their lives on the way back. However, this is the first time that someone of Brother Lawrence's level has appeared.
Leo was a little worried and asked, "Aren't you worried about retaliation? That's the church. A monk died, and he was a magician. They will investigate it anyway, right?" Because Leo read too many Western novels in his previous life, his bad impression of religious power was much deeper than that of Urian and the others. "Boy, this is the North. Tyr has the final say. Who does the Holy Light have to do with you?" Uliyan didn't care at all.