Chapter 2631 The Dirty She and the Bloody Angel (8)
Just when Jacob was almost out of control because of his anger, a chill hit his forehead. It was the feeling of gray marrow pumping in his blood. Jacob lowered his head. He was still angry, but that was all.
Walking out of the collapsing building step by step, when the one-eyed man saw Elisabeth sleeping in his arms, he realized what had happened and threw himself to the ground, howling and crying.
Jacob held Alisabet and walked step by step to the old bustard lying on the ground. She wanted to run before, but unfortunately she was controlled by the purifiers because this was the angel's wish.
"Sir! Angel! I...I..."
The silent Jacob stepped on her, crushing her like a balloon, and her internal organs and bone fragments were sprayed dozens of meters away.
At this moment, the roar of thunder eagles sounded in the sky, and a huge aircraft slowly descended. Before it could land, Bahram jumped down from it.
"Jacob, it's great that you are okay. We have been looking for you for almost two days."
Seeing the company commander, Jacob was not too happy. Bahram also noticed something strange about him. He glanced at the girl in his arms, the tragic situation around him, and the people lying on the ground shivering.
Asked in a low voice:
"What happened?"
Jacob pursed his lips and whispered:
"Company Commander, I want to finish handling some matters before returning to the team."
Bahram nodded.
"Fine."
Jacob then asked the one-eyed man to lead the way and take Alisabet's body to the place where her mother was buried, on a hill not far from her former home, where Alisabet often played when she was a child.
Place, from here you can see the scenery of the river valley that nourishes the earth.
Then he went to the best coffin shop nearby, and under the horrified gaze of the boss, he took away the most luxurious coffin inside. This coffin was originally built for a wealthy businessman and was made of snow-white marble.
Carving an angel, Jacob carried it on his shoulders and took it away. The boss didn't even know what happened, but someone rushed over immediately afterwards and paid him double the price.
Fetching the coffin, Jacob put the girl into it, and then pulled off a medal from the shoulder pad that he once regarded as a treasure. This was the award he received when he performed well in the first battle. Jacob put it away
It was in the girl's hands and she closed the coffin lid with her own hands.
The one-eyed man had already dug the grave while weeping. Jacob put the heavy coffin into the pit and filled the pit with the soil together with the one-eyed man.
After doing all this, Jacob did not leave. Instead, he found a big stone and sat down. He looked at the one-eyed man with a cane and kept picking flowers from all around and sprinkled them on the grave. Perhaps this was his only gift.
It can be done.
The soldier wearing the broken armor looked at the grave bag blankly, motionless, like a sculpture.
"What a poor man."
At some point, Bahram came to Jacob's side, put his helmet aside, and then sat down.
"I've probably already understood the matter. No wonder we couldn't find you at the beginning. The positioning device on your body was destroyed, and the heavy rain washed away the traces... Ordinary little girls would probably be frightened when they see that kind of scene.
But she had the courage to think of a way to cure you. It’s such a pity... By the way, her name is..."
"Elizabeth..."
Jacob said the name calmly.
"15 years old, there are 43 days left before her 16th birthday."
Bahram sighed lightly and said nothing more.
The two sat in silence for a while, watching the one-eyed man as busy as a hard-working bee. He seemed to be building his own garden, even though his actions were so clumsy.
Under a tree not far from Elisabeth's grave, there is a shallow pit that has just been dug. It is the grave that One-Eyed Man prepared for himself. He told Jacob that he will be buried there when he dies.
There, he would never set foot in the church again in this life, let alone be buried in the church cemetery.
"Company commander..."
After a long time, Jacob spoke, his tone a little low.
“Can our fighting really make everything better?”
After Bahram pondered for a moment, he replied:
"No, our fighting is just to prevent everything from getting worse. We are the ultimate incarnation of human violence, and pure violence... It is difficult to make things develop for the better."
Jacob pursed his lips.
"I originally thought that I was already a qualified warrior, Company Commander. A qualified Astartes would never be like me, right... But I still lost control. I was almost completely controlled by anger.
I almost allowed myself to kill, does that make me a traitor?"
"You didn't betray 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 lowered his head and looked at the dewy grass.
"Company Commander, I was wrong and I got you into 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 that man's house and tore him apart, his family and children were screaming in despair. I was satisfied with the killing. I thought I was outside the rules of the empire, but then I discovered...
My punishment for him does not come from justice, but only from strength."
Jacob looked at his bloody palms.
"Because I have power, I can punish him, not because of the justice and anger in my heart. I am the most cruel 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 get the protection it deserves."
"Maybe...soul..."
As he spoke, Jacob shook his head again.
"Company Commander, maybe my words are a bit rebellious, but...if a person suffers a lot while alive, then does it really make sense to think about what will happen after death? Is the hell after death really more terrifying than the real hell? ?”
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 like this incident has touched you a lot."
"This matter... no... I didn't even say a few words to her. The reason may be deeper. If our battle group, like other battle groups, washes away the memories of recruits, maybe I will just treat it like this. The thing is the most inconspicuous speck of dust in that dark corner of the empire, my mother..."
Jacob turned to look at Bahram.
"She is also a prostitute, a prostitute who struggled to survive in Hades's lair at a very young age."
Hearing this, Bahram was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and looked at the one-eyed man who was erecting a cross tombstone on the grave, his eyes becoming a little sad.