Juliana’s workshop Chapter 41: Keep your own secrets

　　While Lulunaka is treating the wound for Tours, Padin and Olga, who are sitting on the side, will always look at the wound of Tours. Such gazes are not direct or frequent, but Tours can still spot them. A few of them were sitting at the same campfire, and no matter what they did, it was always difficult to conceal others.

　　 “I don’t think there is anything good about a wound.” Tours said, “The two seem to have been trained for a long time, but your reaction looks like some of the recruits I have taken. Why? ?”

　　 Tours is indeed curious. He has taken many recruits, most of whom only had experience in street fights before joining the army, and some had never even seen blood. These recruits, after experiencing the first battle, will either undergo drastic changes, or die on the battlefield, or leave the team and return to their homes shivering. After the battle, there are always people who need to deal with the wounds, and for the recruits, this is another test. Injury is not a good thing, whether it is for the injured person or the person who sees it-the injured person gets mental and physical pain, and he sees the open and pus-filled wound on the side. People who suffer from psychological and sanitary discomfort.

　　 It’s not surprising that recruits feel pain and discomfort when they see their own or other people’s wounds. If it is someone else’s injury, some people may be curious or excited in addition to discomfort and fear. This is not a weird thing. Animals will become beastly because of blood, and their people, whether they are mortals or ancient species or subspecies such as elves or dwarves, are also animals after all, but they are just smarter animals. And when such an “animal” sees blood for the first time, it will always breed various emotions and feelings, good or bad.

　　 But this obviously doesn’t apply to Padin and Olga. Tours don’t think that Padin and Olga are in the academy or the manor. They have been practicing for more than ten years in a soft posture. Their eyes and every move are like they have experienced battles. A fighter, not a fledgling rookie. Such a person shouldn’t pay too much attention to a wound, and it is the wound of a stranger.

　　 When asked about this by Tours, there is nothing embarrassing or unnatural about Padin and Olga. Olga first said: “Is this an arrow wound?”

　　 Olga, an elderly man with white hair and beard, still seems to have a pair of clear and sharp eyes. Tours was a little surprised by this. “Yes, did you see it?”

　　 Olga didn’t answer right away. He seemed to think for a while before continuing: “Except for some weird weapons, only arrows can make such wounds. Your luck is good. Arrows… are Wiping the bones. If the bones are not broken, they can be restored.”

　　 “Can you see so many things? I didn’t expect it.” Tours was even more surprised, only to see the small hole in the arm where the blood had coagulated into a black lump, so many things could be seen thing. Is this the experience that older people have?

　　 Olga shook her head, as if she had something to say, but in the end she didn’t say it.

　　 When Olga did not continue, Padin took the words and spoke to Tours. “Your burqa is torn off. It looks like a fierce battle.”

　　 Tours thinks that if he is not mistaken, Padin should be referring to the rag on his armor. The front of this burqa was already rotten, only the back side looked intact, which made the thing that used to be a burqa now looks like a rotten cloak of a scavenger. The front of the robe was ripped off, revealing the armor inside. On the top of the breastplate, there is a badge that has been scratched.

　　The badges on the burqa and armor are all identification certificates that can prove to which regiment Tours belonged. As for the present, the tattered burqa and the spent badge can no longer prove where he belongs to the soldier or which legion he once belonged to. The burqa was torn and the badge was scraped off during the battle. This was once a shame for Tours and his troops, but now it is a blessing for Tours. The invincible legion is no longer there, leaving only shame and failure.

　　Turs was once a member of the Legion, but now, he probably doesn’t belong to the Legion anymore—or, the Legion may no longer exist, and as a member of the Legion, he no longer exists. NS. There is only one deserter who wants to escape death and battle, called Tours.

　　 This is not what Tours wanted to talk about, and the tattered burqa and badge made him think it was a good thing because it made him avoid a lot of unnecessary gaze. The news of the defeat must have not reached the King’s Fort, so he can quickly return to his family to protect them while the King’s Fort is still in chaos. When he reaches the edge of the forest and leaves this dangerous place, he will take off his armor and burqa and bury him in the forest. He will be buried here as a soldier, and go with his army and his army. Funeral. If he can safely return to King’s Castle, perhaps he will also consider leaving the country with his family.

　　 Before that, in this temporary resting place, Tours noticed that a man named Padin seemed to be curious about his identity. This is not the opinion of Tursle.

　　 “You belong to the army of the Double Eagle Empire, don’t you?” Padin asked, but his tone didn’t seem very convincing. Tours really wanted to deny him, but in such a turbulent year, in such a place, to say that he was not a soldier of the Double Eagle Empire was too unbelievable, and no one would believe his lie. Although the burqa and badge representing the identity have been destroyed, no matter his appearance, dress or armor style, he is undoubtedly an empire, and there is no other possibility-unless he is a traitor or a spy.

　　 No matter which identity it is, it is more difficult for him to accept than the identity of a deserter.

　　 Finally, Tours nodded, acknowledging Padin’s words. “Yes, I am from the Empire, but…”

　　 Then, his words were interrupted by Lulunaka, “Of course you are from the Double Eagle Empire. No matter who asks, no matter what you answer, the truth is the same. For me, as long as I know you It’s enough to be a friendly empire. As for other things, maybe it’s important, but for us travelers, it’s just a story that belongs to this place, not ours. Didn’t you say that you don’t want to be exposed Is it my own secret? I think it’s better to stick to it, instead of being pryed a little to open the box.” At this time Lulunaka had re-wrapped the wound for him. Tours admitted that after the wound was washed with clean water, the feeling of being wrapped in a clean and soft cloth was indeed much stronger than that of handling it by himself. It seems that Lulunaka did not lie, she did. A good way to deal with wounds~IndoMTL.com~Lulunaka knotted the cloth strip and continued: “Look at the people sitting here. Except you have the characteristics of an empire, no one else . As long as you are not blind, no one will fail to see that you are not an empire.”

　　 “My eyes are a bit bad, maybe I can’t tell.” Olga said. Rather than having a bad look in his eyes, his words sounded more like looking for a step for them and Tours-no one here cares about his identity, and no one is interested in his secrets, but is interested in him. What intent. At this time, Padin didn’t continue to ask Turs any more, just as he was good, he stopped talking.

　　 This is Tursle’s opinion, and he is very grateful to Lulunaka for clearing himself.

　　 Hearing Lulunaka’s words, Turs looked at the people around him. Whether it’s Olga or Padin, it’s impossible to be his compatriots just by looking at his appearance. A person with very distinctive characteristics of the residents of the Yilan mainland. Those nomads like to put part of their hair into pigtails. Olga is no exception. In Padin’s words, Tours thinks he should be from the west or someone in the north. Country, this also makes Tours a little concerned about Padin’s identity. The two children sitting in front of the campfire, although Tours were not real, they wouldn’t be Empires if they wanted to come. That would seem too strange.

　　 As for Lulunaka, she is the only one, and Tours can’t think of where she comes from. She didn’t look like an empire, but Tours couldn’t tell where she came from. The girl with a smile is not ugly, but it feels ordinary, without any distinctive features.

　　 This is a strange girl, but very friendly. Tours thought for a while, and found that he could only sum up Lulunaka in this way, unable to find more words and vocabulary to describe her.