(Thank you for the monthly pass of the big hidden knife brother!Thank you brother!)

(As I said, I never thought that a person—even a time-traveler, let alone a time-traveler who was gradually losing the memory of a past life—could be so wise at the beginning of the time-travel, at least not at my age and with my experience.) Ask yourself, if I travel to the world of Steeu and become the son of the Grand Duke, I am afraid that because of the repression of the ** in my previous life, I will become more arrogant. So, people are growing gradually, and Charlotte is no different. This volume is very important for the rest of the story, and from the end of this volume, you will see Charlotte's spiritual growth!

"Hold on! Hold on!"

At the head of the city of Futarazi, the front-line commander roared loudly at the vassal legions!

The dwarven shieldmen climbed up the top of the city along the huge siege bed, and they were clad in steel armor and held shields, like a thick wall pressing down on the head of the city.

The minotaurs standing in the front row top the gap and try to push the dwarves off the walls. They were tall, wearing only leather armor, white mist from their large nostrils, and a pair of bull's eyes that were bloodshot to scarlet.

Seen from above, the Minotaur warrior with strange power and the dwarven shield hand with extraordinary power roared and collided, and in an instant, they splattered like a surging blood flower!

Standing in the back row of the city walls, the Drow Marksman and the Dwarven Musketeers crouching on either side of the siege bed fired at each other, the Drow Shooter was superior in range, and the Dwarven Musketeer was superior in lethality, and white smoke spread out from the battlefield. In the smoke of gunpowder, the ranged units of both sides fell like wheat harvesting.

Under the city, the Rune Mechanic Legion aimed at the arrow tower with both hands composed of six-barreled cannons, and a magic cannon made a loud roar, and the Mechanical Legion grabbed the ground with both feet, and was pushed backwards by the strong recoil of the cannon barrel. The artillery fire was continuous, and the arrow towers that were hit were punched out of the pits, and the arrow towers that were hit by weak links were torn apart. The drow warriors inside the tower flailed their limbs in vain in the air, splattering blood as they fell to the ground.

The chaotic Arrow Tower's defenses sporadically counterattacked the Runeme-Legion, the ballista glowing white and thin lines cutting through the darkness, triggering a terrifying explosion the moment it hit its target.

The siege bed was destroyed, the dwarves who ascended the city jumped off the scattered engineering beds in the flames, the rune machines were hit, and the rune mages in the back row slapped their control wheels in frustration!

In the city, after the three captured arrow towers continued to fire a round of magic crossbows, they were set on fire by the rest of the towers and collapsed one after another, half of the collapsed towers made the city of Futarazi dilapidated, the collapsed towers caused secondary damage to the surrounding buildings and personnel, the buildings were destroyed, the guards and residents wailed and cried, and chaos spread throughout the city.

And this is the main reason for the failure of the city of Futarazi!

The three teams that escaped the tower converged in the chaotic city, hiding in a remote corner and waiting for their time. Next, as long as the Molten Ironkeep legions have a greater advantage, they will attack the gates from behind, taking the opportunity to open the way for the dwarven army to advance.

Whoosh –

With the sound of a howl through the darkness, more than thirty blazing flames swept through the air wrapped in huge boulders, and they fell into the city in a parabola. The sheer amount of potential energy gave them a terrifying impact, and the burning of the flames caused countless cracks to appear in the boulder.

The flint fell to the ground, smashed out a deep pit with a radius of three meters, and soon bloomed into countless small flints with amazing impact, and the stones splattered out were like the oldest shrapnel bombs, beating the Drow army within 30 meters to the ground!

A flint explodes not far from Charlotte's group, smashing a building through a massive hole. Shattered flints splattered in all directions, and the inhabitants hiding inside the building let out a terrible wail.

A drow toddler's head was blown off by a flint, and the headless child, who had not died for a while, struggled in vain to pull his limbs on the ground, and finally died of convulsions after dragging out a bloodstain of nearly a meter. The flames set the building on fire, and the burning men rushed out of the building with a wail, rolling on the ground trying to extinguish the flames, but the struggle was doomed to be futile. Eventually, they will only be reduced to a stinking coke.

Charlotte's eyes widened as she felt her stomach churn and a feeling of discomfort rushing up her throat. Even if it wasn't the first time he had experienced war, even if it wasn't the first time he had faced death, seeing the struggle of the drow boy before death still made him feel down.

His fingers trembled slightly, his lips trembled and he muttered, "This...... Is this war?"

I didn't feel it as a defender before, but this time as an attacker, Charlotte felt an unspeakable sense of guilt. Unlike the Dwarves of Molten Ironkeep, who fought for survival, Charlotte helped the Dwarves in this war just for his own selfish desires. When he saw the young child's posture of longing for life before he died, his heart felt as if he had been tortured!

Is everything I'm doing right......? You're going to hell......

"This is war!"

Charlotte's confused thoughts were interrupted by Daphne's calm voice, who stared blankly at a calm-faced Daphne.

"As I said to Vivien Leigh on the water, no one likes war, and I never think that war and killing are honors to boast about. But the battlefield is the battlefield! a bloody testing ground where one's life is the stake, and the demands of oneself or the race are carried out!"

"So, for me, once I'm on the battlefield, I don't think about mercy and mercy. Even if it is a three-year-old child, as long as he is armed with a weapon, I will ruthlessly take away his right to live, just because he may threaten my survival!"

Devany patted Charlotte on the shoulder, "Kindness or something, that's a matter that only the victor is qualified to consider! This is war! It's not about justice or evil, it's just about survival!"

"You and Fei Wenli are extraordinary. She smiled a slightly sarcastically, "But in my opinion, it's just a hothouse flower that hasn't experienced pain and loss!"

"Perhaps, as you say, Daphne ......" Charlotte, crouching on the ground, looked up at the princess beloved by the stars, and an indescribable wry smile overflowed the corners of his lips, "You are such a charming woman." ”

"Hmph!" said Daphne with her hands on her chest and her head held up proudly, "such boasting is of no use to me, for it is the truth!"

Tyclin and the others squatting in the rest of the building smiled heroically, and Charlotte shook her head at them, deciding to try to restrain the self-loathing that was about to bubble up within her.

He thought that although he had experienced a lot of vicious battles, he was indeed as delicate as a greenhouse flower compared to these people. These people are different from themselves, they are born to constantly strive for survival.

Unlike himself, he was born in the house of the Grand Duke of Erosa, and he was accompanied by fine clothes and food since he was a child, and after the age of 12, he succeeded to the Duchy of Icewind Castle and became the heir, and his status was even more noble, and under the care of Sylvia, he never had to worry about materials and money.

- Killing and survival, in fact, is this the main theme of the world of Steeu?

Leaving aside ideals and pursuits, Charlotte considered the shape and future of this world for the first time in her life. Is the world of killing for survival really right? Is survival of the fittest the essence of life? Or is there a better alternative to where could there be?

Bang –

Charlotte's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a violent thrust coming from the city gate, and Charlotte suppressed the thoughts that were churning in her mind and looked at the city gate with the others.

In the shadows, you can see that the steel gate seems to have been struck by a terrible force, and bulges of various sizes appeared.

"The Rune Mechanic Legion has advanced to the gates!" said Daphne, who had the best eyesight in the group, as she looked back at the group, "Are you ready? It's time for us to show up!"

"What are you talking about!" Teklin interlaced his hammers with both hands, making a sound of gold and iron, "I can't wait!"