Chapter 94 - Eighty-Three: Love and Family
Having pulled Jason back from the grasp of death, Malin began to inspect the battlefield.
First, he found the Half-human’s head. The fellow, who had said he would take to his heels when danger came, ultimately fell in battle. His short sword had been broken, which, from one aspect, proved he had been slain in combat.
He had not surrendered, nor had he fallen into despair. Even when faced with fatal blades, he stood alongside his comrades, choosing to fight to the end.
Although he hadn’t spoken a single truth in his final moments, he was still a presence reassuring enough for his comrades... This was somewhat characteristic of Half-humans.
Malin placed his head beside his body, to make it easier to recover later.
Then came the Dwarf... The Dwarf’s breastplate was completely shattered, just like his shield. The axe could still be used if the handle were replaced, so Malin collected the axe head, planning to hand it over to his descendants or friends.
Next was that warrior, the leader of the squad. When Malin found him, he lay there on the grass, a split shield on his severed left arm, with a huge open wound on his chest. A strike from Chaos had killed him outright, but before his death, he had managed to drive his longsword into the neck of the Chaos that killed him, so the murderer lay beside the victim. Malin pulled the longsword from his neck.
It was a very ordinary-looking longsword, marked with many signs of wear. Mulling over it, Malin removed the warrior’s sword belt and sheathed the sword.
This should be the young man’s legacy. Malin would pass it on to his daughter.
Mimi Lu... A name that sounded very sweet.