When she was 16 years old, her family's village was devastated by war.

Her brother and grandfather, who were dependent on each other, also died in the war, and she was reduced to a plaything and sold to this forest town.

It's been more than ten years, but fortunately I'm still alive, still living humbly in a corner of the world.

Until......

The boss finally has to start clearing the "backlog" of old goods in the warehouse.

War was fought outside of this peaceful town, in the northernmost city, Stormtown, on the border with the Vichy Empire. Many of those who lost their homes were sold by the nobility as objects of pleasure in various "places of need".

And in these ten years, she has been tortured in various ways, and she has long lost any hope for "freedom".

originally thought that the "clearance" was just squeezing out her last value. But the old mother reminded all the "backlogs" that if you can find someone who is willing to stay with you for the rest of your life, it is best to let them redeem themselves.

But how easy is this to say, and what kind of people will be willing to accept them...... Plaything.

But Dali did, and she was luckier than the rest of her sisters.

Meets a man who is not Prince Charming, but is much more handsome than the "princes" who ride a white horse and command their soldiers into the village with a sword in hand.

Someone who, like her brother, dragged his lame leg, was afraid to cry, and struggled to get up in front of him...... Even real despair didn't knock him down.

"I'm sorry, sir...... I'm too obsessed with memories of the past...... I'm sure you've been waiting for a long time......" Dali's gaze darkened a little, "My memories are so bad. By the way, you must want more happy memories, and I will try to create these memories for you in the future. ”

Her grandfather used to be a literate literati, so she also knew some words, and her conversation could be regarded as elegant.

"Hmm. Weken nodded habitually, and didn't care if the other party's words were right or wrong.

In other words, there is no such thing as right or wrong.

"Well, let me ask you one last thing. Weken nodded and asked, "If you were given a choice, would you live with that cripple for the rest of your life?" even if there were no bricks above your head to protect you from the rain, no wheat in the jar for bread, and no Djeru in your wallet?"

After a long silence, Dali shook her head......

It's a pity......

"Sir, if I can live freely, what is it even in such a predicament? I cannot hope for those good lives. So, I don't dare to imagine. ”

Even when she was reminiscing about the hardships of the past, she didn't have any intention of shedding tears. Now, however, there was a rare glint of tears in her eyes.

But even so, she was holding back and refusing to cry.

After all, tears do not take away suffering.

"I see. Weken nodded flatly.

"So, sir, I'll go take a shower first......"

"No, that's it, that's it. Weken waved his hand and began to undo his trench coat to himself.

"This, sir, I was sweating during the performance...... It's a little dirty...... Clothes are also ......"

Dali was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"It's good that way, you're clean. It is only the filth of this world that pollutes you, and you are indeed a very beautiful person. Weken nodded, remembering Joseph's disgustingly sweet pig face when he recalled Dali.

"Yike...... Mr...... This ......" Dai Li was a little flustered for a moment, her head lowered, her face slightly red, and she didn't know how to respond.

Untie your trench coat and toss it aside.

"Huh, sir?"

Dai Li was a little confused by the linen coat she wore under Wei Ken's trench coat, and there was a hint of hope in her eyes.

But even if she didn't look at the face of the man in front of her, she directly strangled that glimmer of hope in her heart.

The man he loves, although fragile, but strong. The man who lost his left leg and cried in despair, but still wanted to stand up and hold on to the last shred of dignity. Every trace of his body is remembered in his mind.

The man in the trench coat in front of him was not him.

After taking off the wide-brimmed hat, Dali smiled bitterly at Wei Ken, "Sir, you are a foreigner. ”

I heard about foreign people, and it was very ...... I'm good at that kind of thing.

"Perhaps. Weken nodded.

Then he pulled out a voucher and handed it to Dali.

"Hmm, sir, what is this?" Dai Li was a little puzzled, but then she froze, "This and this—this kind of reward is not something that a person like me can accept!

"Although that guy is a cripple and a guy who wields a knife indiscriminately on the battlefield, he is a reliable comrade-in-arms and a hope worthy of trust. Wei Ken gave her a faint look and walked away.

"Good luck to you. ”

After leaving the hotel, Wei Ken walked directly to the door, a lewd figure crouching on the steps.

"Joseph. ”

"Ahh

"To be honest, I'm sleepy. Weken nodded.

"yes, yes...... I'm sleepy, too, and it's time to go back and go back to sleep......" Joseph lowered his head, as if not wanting his frustration to be noticed by Wecken.

"I can sleep, but you may not be able to sleep tonight. Weken glanced at Joseph calmly.

Am I feeding myself dog food?

This disgustingly sweet and sour breath is really-

"It's a headache. Weken took Joseph's hand and walked into the hotel.

"Boss, take this guy to 303. ”

"Ah......h

"It's not me who should be done. Victor slapped Joseph on the shoulder, then gave him a thumbs up, "Dalie, you're a good girl." ”

"Huh?" Joseph looked dazed.

"Go, comrades-in-arms who can no longer fight on the battlefield. Weken nodded slightly, and Joseph, who had begun to realize what had happened, left his mind and began to spin his head, and returned to the barracks alone.

Tonight's bedtime was two hours later than usual.

The guard post at the barracks tonight will let me in, right?

The moonlight is quiet, and the autumn mood is getting stronger.

In the air of this world, in addition to the dirty air, there will also be some fresh air.

In this way, the favor was repaid.

Early the next morning......

Weken followed the dumbfounded Floyd and began to practice his new swordsmanship in front of a group of equally dumbfounded soldiers.

Slash the sword. When Freud was young, he learned a kind of swordsmanship in the academy, which was suitable for frontal combat on the battlefield. Seek insight into the enemy's weak spots, then slash them with a single blow.

The ability to keep calm and judge enemy dynamics is very demanding for the user. For impulsive people, this swordsmanship is not so suitable.

But according to Freud, he could no longer find a better person in the barracks to learn the art of swordsmanship than Weken.

And this swordsmanship is also the nirvana of Freud's killing of the small leader of the bandits, as well as the counter-killing of the big leader of the bandits.

"Even if we are outnumbered, even if we are superior and inferior, do you have to stay calm? Wei Ken nodded, practicing this sword technique lamely.

Slashing Swordsmanship, Entry-Level ......

"Give it up, I'm not going to let this exist at the entry level. This skill does not require childhood. Speaking words that Freud couldn't understand, Weken directly spent ten souls to upgrade it to "proficient".

Proficiency level slashing swordsmanship, learned.

Yesterday's wandering around was not in vain.

A disgusting smile appeared on Weken's face.

So, in the next week, until you get the equipment, you will go to practice the swordsmanship and strive for reasonable progress.

However......

"Weken, your mission is here. After the training, Floyd looked at Weken solemnly.

This time, we must not let this guy squatting in the camp be addicted to training and can't extricate himself!

Allowing your subordinates to reasonably allocate their work and rest time and enjoy life other than fighting and money is a necessary quality for a general!

At least, let this freak who really runs the barracks out and walk outside!

"It's a pity ......"

Wei Ken suddenly felt that patrol work was extremely troublesome.

"It's still logistical. ”

After all, if it's Lear, once he finishes his job, he can let himself go in the training ground to his heart's content.

If you don't have a single "magic skill" skill, how can you not panic?

But even so, as a soldier, you must obey orders.

"Guaranteed to get the job done. Wei Ken solemnly promised.

In the afternoon, it was my first patrol.