"Bang ......"

A hurried knock sounded in a slum, and a group of men in low-level armor looked anxious. Looking inside worriedly, I didn't know what to do, and I seemed a little at a loss.

Ever since he repelled the night attack of the gods three days ago, the captain had been a different man, crouching at home and weeping over the remains of his parents, wife and children. Although as a servant army, there are no military regulations, but such abnormal behavior is still worrying.

In the past, I trained in the barracks, and the captain was always the most active one. even saw the dawn of crossing classes for a time, otherwise he would not have become a captain. He also always kept in mind the words of transcending classes, and worked hard to achieve them.

However, just three days ago, a night attack by the gods actually took the lives of his parents, wife and children, and he has been lost in the military camp ever since. Is this a heavenly punishment for crossing classes? Otherwise, why would the captain's relatives lose their lives?

Everyone looked at each other and let out a long sigh at the same time. Why is it the way it is? Is it because of the birth of civilians?

"Captain"

"Open the door"

One gritted his teeth and shouted at the top of his voice, followed by an even more rapid knock on the door.

After a while, there was still no response, so the man who knocked on the door made a look at the person next to him. Everyone took a step back at the same time, mustering all their strength to slam into the door.

"Bang"

The door was slammed open.

An unkempt middle-aged man looked at the portrait on the wall, his eyes glazed and he seemed to be unconscious.

"Captain"

"Captain"

The people who rushed in looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the ground with a lonely face, as if they had been stabbed fiercely in their hearts, and a huge sense of pain emerged. Is this still a heroic captain? Is this still a hero who wears the same armor but can fight with a dozen or ten?

How did he become the way he is?

Is it the blow of the death of a loved one, or is it ......

The atmosphere became depressing, and dozens of people subconsciously formed a queue behind him, bowing their heads to the statues. The captain's world has collapsed, at least for himself.

This is not the sorrow of one person, but the sorrow of a class.

"Leo. Flaxman, have I done it wrong all these years? ”

"The captain did something wrong, so what are we doing all these years?"

Leo, who was at the front of the queue, asked rhetorically.

The unkempt middle-aged man sitting on the ground seemed to be caught in endless thoughts, like a candle in the wind, in danger of being extinguished at any time.

"If nothing wrong, why did the gods enter the city through the south gate? And still get to the Marshal's Palace? ”

"If we haven't done anything wrong, with our years of work, why are we still the lowest servant army? Should the Servant Army be discriminated against? ”

"If you don't do it wrong......"

"Enough"

Leo interrupted the captain with a violent snort.

With anger in his eyes, he walked directly below the statues and looked him in the eye.

"Carol. Mill, do you want to die? If you want to die, for the sake of many years of love, I will fulfill you"

"Can emotions such as decadence and sadness solve the problem? Does Escape Solve the Problem? If I could, the world wouldn't be what it is."

"Who told me with his fist that there is another way to live in this world?"

"Who yelled at Dae like a madman back then, wanting to become a hero across classes?"

"You're the Captain"

"It's our brothers who fought with endless blood and sweat to carry their heads in exchange."

"If you want to die, you can do it"

"One of us gives you a sword, which is considered two clears"

The voice was accompanied by anger around the house, and several men felt a little unbearable in their hearts and wanted to come forward to persuade them. But he was blocked by the people around him, so he had to give up.

This is a fierce medicine, if the captain can't recover, it is better to let him die like this. At least he can still carry his old dreams and glory, instead of sleeping as a weakling.

"You're right, I was a madman"

"You go to the generals' mansions and listen, what are they doing?"

"What is the South Gate? One of the main defensive points of our Hayman City, which can be lost in a single attack? Don't you know why? ”

"Why did we evacuate the night three days ago? Why did a large number of troops withdraw to the east and west gates? Why was the defense of the South Gate so weak? ”

"This is our original sin, the original sin of being a civilian"

The question was like a sharp blade, stabbing into everyone's hearts.

Endless desolation spread in all directions, like a dark cloud of death, making people almost breathless. This is a fact, and there is no way to answer it, only to face it with silence.

A desolate voice rang in my ears.

"You don't want to admit it, do you?"

"Wake up! It's you who should wake up now."

"Her Royal Highness Princess Dixie, these years have indeed given us a little hope, and we have felt great happiness because of her presence. Just three days ago in the afternoon, I was still talking to my wife and children. Being able to serve under His Highness is the best moment to change your fate. She dared to give a strong counterattack to the disrespect of the generals"

"Even at the cost of shelling Hayman City"

"But when night fell, I realized that the world was so cruel."

"Can you understand what it's like to have the order to transfer out of the South Gate? The heart-rending pain almost makes one forget to cry."

Carol roared.

All the anger in my heart was vented at this moment.

If the death of a loved one has dealt a great blow to his heart, then the deep meaning behind the night attack of the gods is enough to destroy the soul. As a commoner, the vast majority of people who have a certain amount of self-motivation are not stupid.

These superficial, almost straightforward actions are equivalent to the generals' ravaging and destruction of the civilian class represented by the servant army.

They are making silent announcements.

In this world, the high-ranking magnates and generals are the masters of Hayman City.

"No"

"It is precisely because of the night attack that we know that His Highness's situation is very dangerous, and we should muster up the courage to contribute"

"Crossing classes is not a frivolous word, but a cause worthy of our lives"

"Now that His Highness has set up a banner in the Marshal's Palace, I don't want to miss it, and I don't want to repent in the cemetery"

"Even if our power is weak, when we all come together, I firmly believe that the world will change because of it. It also has to change, even have to change"

Leo finished and walked outside the house.

The sound drifted to Carol's ears with the wind.

"His Royal Highness has issued a military order, and a direct servant army is being selected from the servant army outside the Marshal's Mansion, if your blood has not completely cooled. Then in the name of comrades and captains, in that army"

"I'm looking forward to your arrival with you, and I'm looking forward to it."

When the last word fell, everyone turned around at the same time and strode away without saying a word. What should be said has been said, what needs to be done has been done, and what remains is the captain's own choice.

If you don't want the tragedy to continue, then don't sink and run away.