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Chapter 2631 The filthy and the bloody angel 8

Just as Jacob was almost out of control due to his anger, a chill rushed straight to his forehead. It was the feeling of gray graft pumping in his blood. Jacob lowered his head, but he was still angry, but that was all.
Step by step, he walked out of the collapsed building. When the one-eyed man saw Elisabet sleeping in his arms, he realized what was going on, and threw himself to the ground, howling and burst into tears.
Jacob held Elisabet and walked step by step to the madam lying on the ground. She wanted to run away before, but unfortunately she was controlled by the purifiers because this was the meaning of an angel.
"Sir! Angel! I...I..."
The silent Jacob stepped on her and stomped her like a balloon, and his internal organs and bones splattered dozens of meters away.
At this moment, the roar of thunder eagles sounded from the sky, and a huge aircraft slowly descended. Before it could land, Bahram jumped from above.
"Jacob, it's great that you're fine. We've been looking for you for almost two days."
Seeing the company commander, Jacob was not very happy. Bahram also noticed his strangeness, glanced at the girl in his arms, the miserable situation around him, and the people lying on the ground trembling, and then asked in a low voice:
"What happened?"
Jacob pursed his lips and whispered:
"Company Commander, I want to return to the team after I finish some things."
Bahram nodded.
"Okay."
Jacob then asked the one-eyed man to lead the way and sent Alisabet's body to the place where her mother was buried, a small hill not far from her former home, which was also the place where Alisabet often played in childhood, from which you can see the scenery of the river valley that nourishes the earth.
Then he came to the best coffin shop nearby, and took away the most luxurious coffin in amid the boss's horror gaze. It was originally made for a wealthy businessman, made of snow-white marble, with an angel carved on the coffin. Jacob carried it on his shoulder and took it away. The boss didn't even know what was going on, but someone rushed over immediately and paid him twice the price.
Taking the coffin, Jacob put the girl in it, and then pulled off a medal from his shoulder armor that he once regarded as a treasure. This was the commendation he received when he performed well in his first battle. Jacob put it on the girl's hand and closed the lid with his own hands.
The one-eyed man had already dug the grave while crying. Jacob put the heavy coffin into the pit and filled the soil with the one-eyed man back into the pit.
After doing all this, Jacob did not leave, but found a big stone to sit down, looking at the one-eyed man with a crutch, constantly picking flowers from around and sprinkling them on the grave. Perhaps this was the only thing he could do.
The warrior wearing broken armor stared blankly at the grave, motionless, like a sculpture.
"What a pitiful person."
At some point, Bahram came to Jacob and placed his helmet aside, then sat down.
"I probably have learned about it. No wonder we couldn't find you at the beginning. The positioning equipment on your body was destroyed and the heavy rain washed away the traces... Ordinary girls were probably frightened when they saw that kind of scene, but she had the courage to find a way to treat you. It's a pity... By the way, she called..."
“Alisabet…”
Jacob said this name calmly.
"Aged 15, there are 43 days left before her 16th birthday."
Bahram sighed lightly, and said nothing.
The two sat silently for a while, watching the one-eyed man as busy as a hardworking bee, he seemed to be building his garden, although his actions were so clumsy.
Not far from Alisabate's grave, there was a shallow pit that had just been dug a little, which was prepared by the one-eyed man for himself. He told Jacob that he would be buried there after he died, and he would never set foot in the church again in this life, and he would not be burying it in the church cemetery.
"Company Commander..."
After a long time, Jacob spoke, his tone a little low.
“Can our struggle really make everything better?”
After pondering for a moment, Bahram replied:
"It's not, our struggle just makes everything worse. We are the ultimate embodiment of human violence, and simple violence...it's hard to make things go well."
Jacob pursed his lips.
"I originally thought I was already a qualified warrior, company commander, a qualified Astat would never be like me, right... But I still got out of control, I was almost completely controlled by anger, and I almost let myself kill. Could this make me a traitor?"
"You haven't betrayed anyone."
"I almost betrayed the rules of the Empire, but then I realized that what I did was actually part of the cruel rules of the Empire."
Jacob looked down at the dewy grass.
"Company Commander, I was wrong and caused you trouble."
Bahram shook his head.
"That's not a problem, they really deserve to die."
"This is my mistake..."
Jacob sighed softly.
"When I broke into the man's house and tore him apart, his family and children were screaming in despair. I was satisfied with the killing. I thought I had jumped out of the rules of the empire, and then I realized... my punishment for him did not come from justice, just strength."
Jacob looked at his bloody palm.
"Because I have the power, I can punish him, not because of my inner justice and anger, I am the cruelest part of the cruel machine of the Empire."
Bahram put his hand on his shoulder.
"But what touches you is her pitiful life experience and her kindness. At this moment, your anger represents the emperor's will, and her soul will receive the protection it deserves."
"Maybe...soul..."
As he said that, Jacob shook his head again.
"Company Commander, maybe my words are a bit rebellious, but... If a person suffers all his life, then is it really meaningful to think about what hell will be after death? Will the hell after death really be more terrifying than the hell of reality?"
But Bahram did not criticize him because he knew that Jacob was a little different from others, and thinking was not a bad thing for him.
"It seems that this incident has touched you a lot."
"This matter... no... I haven't even said a few words to her. The reason may be deeper. If our battle group, like other battle groups, wash away the new recruits' memories, maybe I just think that this matter is the most inconspicuous dust in the dark corner of the empire, my mother..."
Jacob turned his head and looked at Bahram.
"She is also a prostitute, a prostitute who is struggling to survive in Hades's bottom nest at the same young age."
Chapter completed!
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