Who hid my body?.

Chapter 71 Of course not
"It's almost time."

On the outskirts of Som City, a special team was waiting on the roadside. Their unique half-human, half-mechanical bodies attracted the attention of many passers-by, but they did not care. These metal bodies had long been a part of their bodies in their cognition.

This was the exchange group sent by the Lyra Cult to the Rhine—of course, this was just their superficial identity. Their true identity was part of the huge Lyra Knights, belonging to the "skeleton" troops responsible for the city's protection.

Chalmers looked at the mechanical watch embedded in the palm of his hand, and then raised his head to look at the man sitting next to the carriage and looking into the distance: "Captain Kud, can we go now?"

Coode didn't ask Chalmers what time it was, nor did he look at his watch. He just stared at the sun in the distance and said slowly, "Just a little bit."

Chamos suddenly seemed a little impatient: "Are we really going to wait until then? We have been waiting since last night, got caught in the rain all night, and even turned off the emergency communication..."

"It is precisely because we have already done this that we cannot allow any trouble to occur at the last moment." Kud turned his head and looked at Chalmers deeply. "Be patient, Chalmers. Don't forget that we are from Lyra. 'As precise as a machine' is our motto. Remember?"

Seeing Kud starting to reason again, Chalmers spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. I was indeed a little impatient. After all, I was the one on guard last night. After a whole night of rain, I felt that the axles of my wrists were rusting. I really don't want to stay in this broken place for even one more minute. I can't imagine not having..."

"You just have rusty axles." Cooder interrupted Chalmers and said calmly, "What about him?"

Chamos fell silent immediately. He knew who Kurd was talking about—the legendary knight of Lyra.

"You think it will be successful this time?" Chalmers didn't remain silent for too long, and couldn't help but speak again, "It should be successful, right?"

"I can't think of a reason for failure." Kud said, "His opponent is one of the four great bishops of Rhine. Although he is very powerful, the gap is still too big. We also shut down the emergency communication in advance, preventing him from asking us for help, and we have to lend a helping hand..."

"But he never used that rule," Chalmers said. "Ever."

Kud was silent for a while, then nodded slowly: "Yes, never."

They couldn't remember how many times they had tried to kill the legendary knight.

They once threw him into a polluted land, leaving him to face a highly purified polluted beast alone, but when they arrived at the assembly point, they found that he had already been waiting there, holding the head of the polluted beast in his hand. They also threw him into a forest of bones that was said to be impossible for anyone to get out of, because the terrain there was complex and there were countless indescribable ghosts, but he still arrived on time, and his metal body that should have been eliminated long ago was covered with black blood.

He is like an old dog who knows the way. No matter where he is thrown, he can eventually find his way home, with a bone in his mouth to show his credit to his master.

It's as if I can never get rid of him.

But Kud knew that this was not forever, because he was not invincible.

As the difficulties and enemies he faced became more and more powerful, he could no longer handle them as easily as he did at the beginning.

Sometimes he would be late, and sometimes he would be covered in wounds, as if he had escaped death. Everyone knew that one day he would not be able to hold on.

Just like... today.

They had eliminated all possibilities of his survival. In order to prevent the almost impossible accident, they did not even allow him to bring his personal weapon - the chainsaw sword which was several versions out of date. At this moment, the sword was placed next to the carriage. The setting sun shone the sunset glow on the blade which was already covered with rust, and it looked like a silent tombstone.

Kud looked at the sword and fell into a long silence.

Chalmers noticed Kud's mood change and asked in confusion: "You seem a little disappointed? Isn't it a good thing that he won't come back? We can finally end this meaningless mission."

Facing Chalmers's doubts, Coode slowly replied: "I just don't think it should be done."

"Shouldn't it be?" "He was once a hero of Lyra and was supported by Lyra." Kud said calmly, "Later he became a sinner of Lyra, so he should be judged by Lyra, not handed over to Rhine. Even his body should be used as a reward for Rhine to dismantle... This is an insult, both to him and to Lyra."

Chalmers scratched his head. "I haven't thought about it that much. I just think he should have died a long time ago after doing something like that. It doesn't matter where he dies, but it would be best if he died in a contaminated area. That way he would be worthy of his life, no matter his honor or his sins."

Kud looked at Chalmers in surprise, as if he had not expected to hear such somewhat philosophical words from him.

At this time, Chalmers' watch rang. He spread out his palm, pointed to his palm, and said, "It is indeed time now."

"I know." Kud felt his heart go empty, but he still nodded and sighed softly, "Let's go and take his sword back. It can be regarded as an explanation..."

Before they could finish their words, they suddenly heard footsteps coming from the end of the road.

The footsteps were heavy, and just by listening to the sound one could tell that the person was a person of considerable importance.

Their expressions changed drastically and they immediately turned their heads, watching the extremely familiar figure appear in their sight again.

He was covered in blood, but his steps and breathing were not disordered at all.

So he came in front of the Lyra Knights with such a strong smell of blood, walked towards the chainsword, put it on his back, and then nodded to Kud, as if to tell Kud that he had arrived.

All of this made the Lyra knights feel a little hallucinatory, as if they were back to the time when they first sent him on his journey.

But at that time, this guy was only facing a group of polluted beasts. Although they were difficult to deal with, it was understandable after all.

But last night...what did you face?!
A terrifying guess came to everyone's mind, which made Chalmers, who never talked to him, couldn't help but speak: "You, what's the matter with the blood on your body?"

"I saw an ownerless body when I came back." Gerard looked at his body and replied calmly, "I helped bury it on the side of the road."

...An ownerless corpse?!
Help bury it on the side of the road?!
Chalmers didn't know what expression to use to respond. He turned his head towards Kud as if the axle on his neck was stuck.

Kud's face was also full of disbelief: "Gerald, where is Bishop Corey?"

"He's dead." Gerard answered calmly, and then said, "Can we set off now? There's something wrong with the camp you chose. It will be flooded if it rains next night. Let's set off early and find a safer camp... Follow me."

As usual, after returning, he never explained what had happened to him, never asked any questions, and always walked at the front of the team after everyone was gathered.

So he went straight on his way.

Usually at this time, other people will follow directly and there is no need for too much conversation between them.

But... this time it was obviously different, and everyone present had not yet recovered from the shock.

After Gerard walked about ten meters, he realized that no one was following him, so he stopped, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chalmers swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat and asked with difficulty: "Did you kill Archbishop West of the Rhine?"

"What's the question?" Gerard frowned. He was about to answer, but found that the blood on his hands had become sticky. He wiped the blood off his hands and answered, "Of course not."

(End of this chapter)