Friend? Of course, Gerald Dani knows what a friend is, or he has a lot of friends, who is not his friend among the brothers who fought with him on the battlefield and killed the enemy in blood? But he didn't believe that their backbone, Lord Lilian Janos, the soul of the entire legion, would make friends.

Of course, it's not that no one wants to be friends with Lilian, but after all, for them, her identity, status, and even gender are there, and everyone just looks up and respects them. If it weren't for the adults who took the initiative themselves, who could force her to be friends?

She is always the most special, maybe ten years ago, let them let their group of Yanos promise a woman to lead them, don't be kidding, even if this woman's surname is "Yanos". Woman? Let the woman lead them to plough the land to collect hemp, or sew needles and embroidery? Well, people who think this way were beaten enough by adults who were still little girls ten years ago.

Like some veterans at first, Lillian liked to talk with her fists, and of course never fell behind when taunting her opponents. If it was those older veterans, they would definitely sigh that the lord really gave her everything.

Until she returned from a trip to the empire, she became a big girl in a few years. And something is going to happen if you think like this, because compared to her appearance that is enough to amaze the entire northern realm, I believe that every veteran who has seen her can once again feel the sharp aura left behind after fighting for his life from the river of blood corpses.

It's hard to imagine that such an innocent and beautiful appearance should have shed so much blood in the hands of a noble lady of her innocent and immaculate age. Veterans of brutal warfare could smell the smell of blood soaked through blades and armor before being tossed into the fire and scorched.

But I heard that Lilian has been active in the battlefields of the empire in recent years, and has made great contributions to the empire. Even this return is a retreat from the battlefield known as the "Van Den Meat Grinder". In the ever-entangled battlefield where Astra and Kalim meet, the protracted war stretches for thousands of miles in a tug-of-war.

The Empire always sends the most sinful death row prisoners to this place as soldiers, and of course the Empire's most elite legions are stationed here.

Almost all of these death row prisoners were promised lifeless tasks, such as killing a hundred enemy heads to wash away their sins, and so on. However, it is not an exaggeration to say that the battlefield called the meat grinder is a cruel execution ground. If he could easily kill a hundred enemy soldiers, he wouldn't be here.

Let the death row prisoners shed their last drop of blood for the empire with the little glimmer of life, although no one has ever seen the death row prisoners who survived the mission.

Strangely, the Empire never even set a so-called "example" to inspire the condemned prisoners who were sent to the battlefield every year. It's like telling everyone out loud that you're here and you're dead.

As a nobleman of the Arnos of the North, Sutton Lille, and the rightful heir of the Sutton Lear Legion, Lillian unceremoniously said that she had committed a "great sin". Because in the eyes of the decaying old aristocracy of the empire, every nobleman should maintain and abide by the "rules" that the nobles have inherited and continued for thousands of years, and anyone who wants to break the rules of the game should be kicked out!

Lillian is not the Marquis of Sutton Lille's own concubine, nor his eldest son, even if she wants to inherit everything from the Marquis, Lilian's husband should be right. But the Marquis of Sutton Lier, who was the most able to use force in the north and dared to be grumpy in front of the emperor, was still desperate, and after getting the support of his father, the entire northern lord, the emperor and the ministers and nobles agreed.

There is a price to pay for breaking the thousand-year-old traditions of the aristocracy, or touching the interests of some nobles, and even destroying their ulterior conspiracy.

The price was for Lillian to complete her trial on the battlefield of the Van Den Meat Grinder. If successful, she will return to Sutton Lill and do whatever she wants, even if she directly inherits the position of marquis and the responsibility of the lord.

But if it fails, even if it is a famous nobleman, what about a great beauty who is one in a million, but it is just a stinky skin that is slowly corrupted by the black soil soaked in the blood of Vendendane.

Of course, how could ordinary people know about this matter, on the surface, they only heard that the most powerful aristocratic lady in the empire may also be the most powerful female knight, and she is going to serve the country in the execution ground of the death row prisoner.

Even for a time it caused quite a stir in the territory of the empire. But most of the rumors are not very friendly, and they are nothing more than a demonized description of the matter. A little further away from the Empire, some even believe that Lillian is actually the sister of Sir "Magic Mountain", the kind of monster that can easily tear apart warhorses.

What the? You say you don't know Sir "Magic Mountain". Oh my God, since the notoriety of the Magic Mountain has spread to every remote corner of the empire, and has become one of the idioms used by every parent to scare their children into sleeping well, I think there must be no one who does not know this fierce and vicious character.

The Van Den meat grinder is not actually two empires that must be mortally rivaled, or the existence of a certain place of contention. Rather, it resembles a necessary but not urgent balancing of needs. Almost all of the two sides put the "cannon fodder" of death row prisoners into this back-and-forth competition, and sometimes some issues between the two countries cannot be discussed at the table, so they are brought to the "meat grinder" to compete.

An ancient athletic sport has endured for a long time, similar to the gladiatorial arena. Some aristocrats would even make a big bet on a death row prisoner and watch their life-fighting "performance" in a way of entertainment.

You say human rights, but death row inmates also need human rights? Don't be funny, those who dare to accuse the aristocracy like this, those guys who claim to be "Restoration" have been sent to the meat grinder, and the consequences can be imagined.

The rule of the old aristocracy has never wavered for thousands of years.

When Lillian threw herself into this ridiculous yet terrifying, inhumane and brutal battlefield, she slammed the nobles who bought her ten, twenty, or ninety-nine heads in the face. And that's not all, the most painful thing for these nobles is that Lilian actually led those death row prisoners to break through Kalim's defenses with unrivaled force.

In the end, she forcibly moved the borders of the empire forward by more than a hundred miles, and Lilian overfulfilled the task with such "great achievements", gagged them, and let the people of the whole empire know about her heroic deeds.

Not many people wanted to see her come back alive from there, except for the lovely Northerners, of course.

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In front of Lillian, Gerald Dani led a full company of hussars on one knee in a salute of allegiance, a way of showing her supreme respect and adoration. From this moment on, they finally no longer had to obey the orders of the knights of Thordron, because their souls had returned.