"We are just a bunch of operational wastes living in peacetime, but we are just a little bit smarter, and if we are not strong enough, we are not strong enough, and it is useless to talk about this now. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The man in the trench coat pointed to the glasses he was wearing and shook his head rather lonely.

"Hey, hey, 200 years, can't you grow up a little bit?" The Pope looked helplessly at the guy in front of him who hadn't grown up for hundreds of years.

"So one last question." The man in the trench coat avoided the topic, his face was already a little red, and it seemed that the amount of alcohol was really not good, "You guys... What is the ultimate goal? I certainly won't expect an answer from you, but at least give me some information on what Weiser should do. ”

"For what purpose?" The Pope stroked his red hair with his left hand, tapped lightly on the sofa with his right hand, and squinted at the man in the trench coat.

"The ultimate goal." They looked back solemnly, undaunted by the sturdy Pope's thin man.

“。。。 How about conquering the world? ”

“。。。 It doesn't matter what you think about it after that, there are still some bishops in the Holy See who are good at governing the country, but now is not the time for infighting in the Vatican. The man in the trench coat clearly regarded the Pope as a careerist intent on dominating Vanin, but unfortunately he guessed wrong.

"Not the conquest of Vanin." The red-haired Pope shook his head and said word by word, "Yes, the enlistment, the service, the world, the world." ”

“。。。 I see. The trench coat man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, he got up and wrapped his hooded trench coat around himself again, and walked to the door, "Weisser's cooperation with your Holy See will continue, but this may be the last pleasant meeting between us." In addition, the wine is good, conquer Mr. Wang. ”

"Thanks for the compliment. Go well and don't send it. Be careful when you go out. ”

"Squeak!"

Looking at the closed wooden door, the Pope sighed imperceptibly, then picked up the barrel and drank the wine inside. Casually wiping his mouth with the corner of his sleeve, he also got up and entered the inner room.

"Tsk, although this is a task, I still think that only by conquering under the premise of your own will can it be called real conquest."

The light flickered, and the small bar fell into complete silence once again.

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"Hey, do you think we'll be able to beat those Jean bastards?" "To be reasonable, why are you so active in signing up for this kind of thing that will kill you if you are not careful?" "That's no way, my hometown has nothing now, my parents, grandparents, I can't even afford next year's tuition, if I don't go to those bastards to ask for it, how can I get mixed up? Besides, what you said is so dangerous, aren't you here too? ”“。。。 I've got to avenge my sister. "Sooner or later, it's better to get here。。。。。。."

The noise of his classmates and comrades-in-arms made Innafan frown unconsciously, but he didn't say anything. The team he was part of was made up entirely of trainee magicians, that is, magic students at school. The number of the squad is not very large, because it is only the early stage of the war, and Neon will not force these young seedlings to recruit any matter what, these cadets are all voluntarily enlisted, and most of them are cadets from the Neon Royal Capital. A few days ago, their hometown was completely destroyed by a mountain peak that fell from the sky, and they did not hesitate to join the conscription in a fit of rage.

Ina Fan was also mixed in with the group, but he didn't make a decision on a whim, he just felt that he should take the initiative to do something. These days, he thought a lot, whether it was avenging his parents, who had been killed when he was still young, whether it was protecting his sister who was a soldier, whether it was the blonde Miss Iseram or the naïve idea of ending the war on his own, although he was quickly dismissed by himself as impossible, but he had thought about it all. There was always a voice reminding him that he had to do something.

For the past few days, he has thought countless times that he can erase the face of the blonde girl from his mind, after all, they just met by fate, and they only got along for a few hours. But why is it that when his own family really receives the news of the beginning of the war, there is fear and worry in his heart, but there is still so much sadness that he can't let go?

Perhaps the blonde girl wanted to express her wish with the stupid behavior of others, but this good wish was trampled and ravaged before the bones were cold, and thrown into the deep sea. Thinking about the look in her apprentice's eyes full of incredulity and endless sadness as she left, Ina Fan felt that she should be in a similar mood to herself at that time.

Thinking about it now, at that time, Ethielam smiled and said, "I'm willing to give everything I have," and the sun's rays shone through the side of her face in Inafan's eyes, and the blazing light intoxicated him. However, it was just the sunshine of the setting sun.

The sun sets and night falls.

In order to live up to the girl's wishes, Ina Fan scolded herself for being stupid, and at the same time, despite the obstruction of her sister, who had been working overtime for days, she signed up for this team.

The flames of war had not yet reached Shin Ashihara, but the panic of war had already spread here. The people of Shin-Awara had not yet calmed down due to the events of the day before the war, but now, just a few days after the declaration of war was issued, prices have skyrocketed, people are in a state of panic, and school work is no longer possible. Like his classmates, Ina Fan has taken off his apprentice uniform and changed into a formal army magician attire. However, this does not mean that they can go to war, and the necessary training is still necessary. Collective casting, gradient firepower, magician battle formations, basic military literacy, and high-intensity training have tormented these chicks for two days. However, in just two days, one-fifth of the students have already withdrawn, not counting those students of the warrior class on the other side.

In between trainings, the little ones huddled together chatted about topics they had never mentioned before, most often of which was why they should go to war. A few days passed, and some people were able to tell the news of their family's deaths plainly, but the light in their eyes began to sharpen; Some of them looked like they were still wreaking on their bereavement, but they had already scratched the grips of their staffs. Sometimes, they would discuss the current situation, and according to the intelligence from the front, these little adults would play a game of paper and scream in their imagination to crush the enemy.

And for the orphan Inafan, his purpose is not the same as that of his comrades, so he hardly joins the conversation. Leaning in the shade of the tree on the edge of the training ground, Ina Fan, who had completed today's training, closed his eyes slightly, letting the magic mixed with the ghost energy surge in his body.

The Jeans, who had landed strongly a few days earlier, relied on the huge base to tear through the defense line of the royal capital and occupy it, and then retreated to an area around the base and did not move again. The neon army fought them twice, but they were evenly matched by the huge force advantage of seven to one, and even fell into decline when they withdrew. Instead of pursuing the retreating army, Jean's army retreated back to the base once again, not knowing what to do. Shin Ashihara was not very far from the royal capital, and the soldiers here spent several days in trepidation, but they did not encounter a single soldier at all.

In fact, this information has nothing to do with the team at this time. Even if you usually learn well in the academy, even if this academy has always attached importance to the combination of practice and theory, if you want to transfer from the academy to the actual combat faction, especially the actual combat faction of the army, you have to suffer a lot, for example, in the training of multi-person battle formations, there have been several embarrassing scenes where people in the back row have a fireball technique to overturn the people in the front row. Ina Fan's magician quality is quite passable, and the cooperation with his teammates is also very good, but the physical fitness training of the army is his great enemy, and the ten-kilometer forbidden long-distance run every day will hollow out his body that is not good at exercise.

"Tsk, it's more torture than training." Complaining expressionlessly about the weakness of his body, Innafan suppressed the urge to fall asleep.

"Hey, Inafan?" His teammates sat down and said hello to him.

"I'm here. What's wrong, Lin? Opening his eyes slightly, Ina Fan wanted to sit up, but the pain in his limbs made him just tilt his head.

"You can't hear first-hand information if you don't fit in like this." Sighing, Lin pointed to the crowded place on the other side, "I just got the news that after a week of training, we will have a simulation exercise." ”

"It's just a simulated exercise, not a battlefield."

"Who knows?" Lin's voice sounded secretly worried, "You also know that I have taken history and military theory, if you look at the battle 15 years ago, from the base of the royal capital to Shinshihara, it will not take more than 3 hours for Jean's army. And the quieter that landing base is, the more intense the attack will be. A week from now, will we have to wait? ”

"Why are you so pessimistic?" Ina Fan frowned, this kind of frustration sounded really bad during the war.

"I'm sorry, but it's just my personal assumption." Scratching his head, Lin stood up and stretched out his hand, "Innafan, your physical fitness really needs to be exercised." I'll pull you up. ”

“。。。 Never mind. Ming Minglin's hand was less than 40 centimeters away from Innafan, but Innafan just couldn't lift his tired arm and hand it to him, so he gave up after trying it, "Leave me alone, let me lie down for a while." I'm pretty much a wreck. ”

"Don't say that!" Lin was not annoyed, withdrew his hand and sat down again, "Your magic literacy is still very high!" ”

"Thank you for the compliment." I really couldn't hold it, so Innafan thanked him and closed his eyes.

"I was originally a classmate, and I will become a comrade-in-arms in the future." Lin also smiled bitterly, "I don't have a few relatives anymore, shouldn't I have a good relationship with you?" ”

“。。。 Whatever. ”

"Forget it, I won't bother you either. It's going to be dinner in a while, so remember to come and eat! ”

The sound of his departing footsteps came from his ears, and Ina Fan gently squeezed out the word "goodbye". The residual heat of the day made Inafan's body feel cold, but the bleak future made his heart chill.

Can we really win?