Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

Because Pressure Platoon II was attacked in two different directions, their firepower was split, resulting in many wounded soldiers. None died, but almost half of his comrades were terribly wounded.

Aldred, Bartrem, Joseph, Jeffery, and the others were tending to their comrades ’ wounds. Smearing cream to relieve the pain before wrapping it with bandages. Throughout the process, the soldiers kept a stone-cold faces. In the military, you had to prevent yourself from whining or you ’d be seen as cowards.

Especially about pain. Being a soldier involved a lot of pain and suffering more than any other profession.

Aldred finished wrapping up the bandages, but some of his comrades had larger wounds and were hard to be tended to.

Blood trickled like a stream. They did not show it in their expressions, but their pale skins, sleepy eyes, and weak limbs were apparent.

”Sir, ” Aldred called. ”I don ’t think they can return with their condition. ”

Bartrem nodded in understanding. His men currently had their armors wrecked and tattered. The distance from here to the fort was around 45 miles. They would die if he make them walk that far. ”For those who are not fatally wounded, drop your armor and carry your comrades. ”

The soldiers obeyed immediately. They would never leave their allies, after all, they had gone through so many things together. Armor started falling to the rough dirt with a thud. The fatally wounded soldiers looked at them with a guilty expression.

It wasn ’t their fault that they were wounded, still, burdening their friend made them feel terrible.

His comrades picked them up and carried them over the back.

”So what do we do about her? ” Aldred asked, pointing at the nun.

Bartrem told his men to handle her, and they tied her hands and legs.

”You do not need to tie me, ” she said. ”I will do you no harm. ”

”And you expect us to believe that? You might think you are some kind of pure, kind nun, but in my eyes, you are the enemy. ”

Mira grimaced. ”You poor soul. Becoming bitter because the world brings you down. Tell me. What has it done to you? ”