Sabertooth - Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Funeral

“Victor … is it you?”

Just as Victor was about to attack, Mrs. Creed’s weak voice came from under the broken wall.

It turned out that with Victor’s previous efforts and the help of two US soldiers, the stones covering the broken wall were all cleared.

And Mrs. Creed seemed to feel the arrival of her son, she woke up at that moment, and called Victor’s name.

It was a cry from his mother that made Victor instantly regain his consciousness, rushed over, and then made a move that shocked the two American soldiers.

With his 12-year-old body, he lifted up the entire broken wall, and then thrown it out to rescue Mrs. Creed, who was crushed under the wall.

I have to say that Mrs. Creed’s luck is very good. She is located at the corner of the east wall of the church, and the broken wall just forms a lower triangle.

When the broken wall fell, Mrs. Creed became stunned by the explosion and was not hit. Instead, she was perfectly safe under the broken wall.

During the period of being buried, she has been in a comatose state and did not know that she was buried, so there was no such thing as a rapid heartbeat, which caused a large amount of oxygen consumption.

Therefore, when she was finally rescued by Victor and two American soldiers, there were only a few minor bruises.

However, for the sake of insurance, the two American soldiers still called the medical soldiers and sent her and other survivors to the nearest hospital.

Victor, as a family member and survivor, accompanied her in the car. Although he was not injured at all, the two restless American soldiers still said that he should be checked in the hospital.

A few days later, Mrs. Creed and Victor, who had completely recovered, returned to their new home from the hospital. The former town has become a ghost domain, and naturally it is no longer possible to live.

And Victor did not want Mrs. Creed to return there, after all, too much happened to her. There, she lost her son and her husband, and Victor lost her brother and father.

After being settled, Mrs. Creed and Victor attended the funeral of Father Creed, which held by the US military. After all, he was once a war hero, and he died while fighting to protect the people and land of this country.

This funeral is not grand, because this is not a bustling city, but a remote town in the south.

But it is not lonely. The people in the town spontaneously sent him the last trip and lowered the flag to mourn. They need such a hero, who comes forward in danger.

The first to arrive were two columns of coffin escorts, who stood neatly in front of the church where the funeral was held.

Subsequently, the carriage transporting Father Crees’s casket arrived. Six American soldiers in military uniforms lifted his casket from the cart. At the same time, all the casket escorts raised their hands to salute the cemetery of Father Creed.

The residents of the town, separated by the road, also expressed their condolences in their own way. They take off the hat and place the hat on the left chest with the right hand, and put the right hand on the left chest to salute if they don’t wear a hat.

“For a long time, this person engaged in this profession and loved this nation so much. His death simply made me unable to express my feelings. However, this kind of grief does not mainly mean mourning for personal pain, but a symbol of a Great code of ethics-the code of conduct and quality of those who defend the culture and ancient traditions of this lovely land! When the code of ethics that everyone knows is brutally trampled, someone must stand up, even if that means sacrifice. Whether it is now or in the future, it is a manifestation of American moral standards. This person, this brave person, as always, followed this standard, combined with lofty ideals, evoked a sense of pride, and at the same time remained humble … ”

“Responsibility, honor, and country. These three sacred terms solemnly remind us of who we should be, who we might be, and who we must be. They will inspire us and encourage us when we seem to lose courage. Be courageous, there seems to be no reason to rebuild beliefs when you believe, and hope when you are almost desperate. Unfortunately, I have neither eloquent words, poetic imagination, nor gorgeous metaphors to explain their meaning to you. Doubters must say them, it’s just a few nouns, a slogan, an exaggerated short word. Every pedantic scholarship, every bewitching politician, every cynical person, every hypocrite, every prodigal, unfortunately, and others with unusual personalities must try to belittle them, even fooling and mocking them.”

“But this man, with his own courage, with his not strong body, challenged the demons, who slaughtered our people! His astounding feats of this sad age came to us. Everyone shows the inescapable responsibility, the highest honor, the greatest country. This is Sheffield Creed, my father, a most respected person, a family I will never forget!”

Yes, this is Victor’s eulogy for his father’s funeral. He quoted a speech of a legendary soldier, who was not yet born at this time.

It was also a veteran, a legendary soldier. After the peak, towards the withering, leaving the veteran immortal, they just faded away.

Relative to the legendary veteran who finally died of gallstones in pain, Father Crees realized the dream of a veteran.

But there are sad widows and only children who have not been ‘grown up’.

To yearn for the future, but not to ignore the past; to hold the weight of people, but not too serious; to be humble, remember the truly great simplicity, the true wisdom of the humility, the truly powerful and gentle.

What a great eulogy, it really doesn’t seem to be what an ordinary teenager can say, but how Mr. Creed had teach his son.

As Creed’s former comrade-in-arms and adjutant, Bagley, now a lieutenant colonel of the Seventh Cavalry Regiment, thought so.

In fact, he was more curious about where the two sons of Mr. Creed had gone. He did not know what happened to Victor.

Because after Luther died, Father Creed almost lost contact with his old comrades, which led Bagley to think that Victor was the third son of Mr. Creed.

Originally, he planned to contact Victor after the funeral, because the teenager who could write such a eulogy would definitely not be a pond in the future.

But the sudden arrival of the herding soldier interrupted his thoughts, and the boys and the hounds of the reconnaissance team, who tracked the attackers found each other’s tracks.

The above asked him to return to the army immediately after the funeral, mobilize troops to pursue the killing, and they demand blood from the other party.

herefore, when Bagley watched the Mr. Creed’s coffin be covered with the national flag and was transported from the church to the cemetery, he and Mrs. Creed said sorry and goodbye in advance.

The other coffin escorts were still with them, and they came to the cemetery with the six soldiers carrying the coffin, and then the Mr. Creed’s coffin was placed above the tomb.

The soldiers carrying the casket lifted the national flag from the casket level with their waist. At this time, the priest began to recite prayers, and the next funeral firearms fired three rows of guns into the sky.

Along with the gunshots, there was also a ceremonial horn sounded by the next commander, which also marked that Mr. Creed began his last sleep.

When the soldier carrying the coffin delivered the folded flag to Mrs. Creed, the strong woman still left tears.

Then she hugged her son, put the flag in Victor’s arms, and said in his ear:

“No matter what your father once did to you, but his love for you has never changed, and I am also the same, I hope you can live well, I can no longer afford to lose once.”

It must be said that Mrs. Creed was very sensitive. She was keenly aware of her son’s changes. After the death of Father Creed, Victor’s beastly nature that once disappeared seemed to show signs of recovery.

In fact, this is also true. On the night of the funeral, Victor discovered his animal nature and started to move around, so he once again entered a state of meditation and came into his consciousness space.

After coming to the consciousness space, Victor’s image has changed. He is no longer a 12-year-old boy, but a blond young man with a height of 206cm.

And the animal incarnation that once appeared huge, now also lost the advantage of body shape, and was beaten like a cat in the later competition.

However, today the cat is not too well-behaved again and wants to rebel, so Victor is going to give it a little lesson to let him know who is the master of the house now.

Just as Victor was about to start, the incarnation of the animal did not evade or resist, but instead kissed Victor.

The moment it touched Victor, Victor understood what this was all about. They were one, but they were separated for some reason, and then they became what they are now.

Now, Victor’s psychological changes are completely in line with the instinct and killing intention of the animal, so he can be combined with the animal.

But the difference is that this time, he still has a calm reason, but the wild animal instinct of the strange owner, whether the combination of the two becomes mediocre, or has a superposition, this is only a try he knew it later.

Victor caressed Sabertooth tiger’s head, and then watched it merge into a red smoke.

Afterwards, Victor in meditation opened his eyes, the red awn flashed in his eyes, and a cold smile appeared on his mouth, along with his smile, his longer canine teeth…