"What are you going to do?" Abramas suddenly became empathetic and did not continue to inquire about the incident.

"You're a major, you're on a mission, don't you have any plans?"

"I—" The blonde man hesitated in the face of fear.

"Aren't you a major, why are you such a mother-in-law, you are afraid of death when you join the resistance, are you a bad seed?" Abramas's face suddenly changed and he scolded Arne directly.

"If you're a waste of wood, you'll hide in the basement for the rest of your life." With that, Abramas got up and left directly.

"Hey." Sheila also hurried to follow.

"I—" Arne was also trying to shake off his fear, but the thought of the demon made his hair stand on end, his body shivered, and his hands and feet were uncontrollable.

"Woohoo!" Calais finished his last bite of noodles next to him, and the sound of sucking noodles was especially loud in a quiet restaurant.

"Boy, don't be afraid, that kind of guy who hides his head and tail can only live in the dark for the rest of his life."

"He'll never get out into the sun." Unexpectedly, Calais actually comforted Arne with a voice, which made Magnolia feel incredible.

Listening to Calais's words, Arne was a little stunned, not knowing what to say.

"Hmph, it seems that you are very confident." Magnolia's words also left Arne scratching his head.

"Of course, I'm itchy right now." Calais licked his lips and walked towards the kitchen with the large bowl.

"What a problem bodyguard." Magnolia cupped her forehead, a little helpless, and then looked at Arne.

"Meet me, I'm Major General of the Radel Federation, under the commander of the 17th Division of the 3rd Army, Magnolia." Magnolia's words carried a hint of pride and confidence, and her sassy heroic appearance was imprinted in Arne's eyes and could not be forgotten.

"Will... Checkmate! Arne seemed to recognize her, and abruptly stood up, saluting Magnolia in her standard military stance.

"It's a real headache to have only two men." Magnolia muttered to herself, looking at Arne. "Come with me, we'll set out tomorrow, and we'll drive the Ferelai people out of this land."

"Yes, General!" Magnolia's appearance made him excited, and the dazzling starlight directly dispelled the fear in Arne's heart, allowing the young ensign to find his purpose in life again.

"Hey, Calais, don't eat, come and make a battle plan!" With her subordinates, Magnolia seemed to have regained the prestige of a general, and her majesty was imposing.

"Yes--" Calais replied in a long and lazy voice.

In this way, the three of them discussed for several hours. Abramas went out to patrol the church every day, and Sheila came back and watched the three of them quietly talking, as if they were discussing something, so she was very sensible and didn't get together.

Soon, night falls, and stars hang in the sky. In the moonless night sky of Haman, the stars seem to have lost their mothers, and they seem a little lonely.

Abramas came back from buying a lot of Japanese food and drinks, ready to have a big meal with Calais.

"Doesn't Big Brother Llamas still have night patrols at night, drink less." Sheila called out to Abramas dissatisfied.

Magnolia thought it was a novelty, and Sheila's side would only be revealed when she faced Abramas.

"It's okay, it's okay, just a little bit, it's not in the way." Abramas also had a smile on his face.

The meal was quickly ready, and it had always been Abramas's cooking, and with the arrival of Magnolia, there was also an extra helper.

It was amazing, Calais looked at the few people sitting at the table, something he had never experienced before.

All along, the only thing that accompanied him was compressed energy foods. He is not picky at all, he has been through ups and downs and has eaten all his life.

Since the return of X-36, he has been obsessed with cultivation, selflessly chasing powerful power, going through hardships, and never complaining.

Then, war broke out.

A mighty torrent of steel invaded their homeland, and Calais had to flee with the refugees.

It was a terrible time, and in the face of the invasion of the Ferrelai Empire, the planets of the Radel Federation were lost one by one. The Iron Riders trampled their land, destroyed their homes, and slaughtered their loved ones.

Even for Calais, who was alone, watching the destruction step by step, the resentment and unwillingness in his heart filled his heart.

In the face of the ever-increasing price of tickets to the Midheaven Star Domain, the Radels still ushered in their worst enemy, civil strife.

Ugly humanity has become so vulnerable in the face of death, the sky-high price of ferry tickets has left countless refugees stranded in the spaceport, and the chaos of the planet is about to be lost, and no one can maintain order.

Brutal cannibalism began.

Watching this ugly scene, Calais ended his exile and began to join the war against aggression as a lone wanderer.

He was like a ghost in the night, walking on the dark edge of the battlefield, slaughtering the stray wolves one after another.

Calais does not have the ability to reach the sky, he cannot defeat the emperor and fight the sky, but he is using his insignificant strength to make that small contribution to the Federation of Radel, and he is fighting bloodily for this anti-aggression war.

During the four years of war, Calais ate and slept in the open, and his daily cultivation and killing filled his life in the past few years.

With the passage of the war, Calais has visited 6 colonized planets, witnessed the Ferelian army from occupation to retreat, and also witnessed the city from prosperity to ruin, and the people from wail to joy.

Cheers for victory. Calais's favorite thing to see is the sunny smile of the Naradel after their victory. Perhaps only in other people's emotions, Calais's blood-stained heart, can get a trace of warmth.

However, he sees the same smile here.

This is occupied Tariq City, where those with dreams endure humiliation and burdens, and those who lose their dreams survive in steal. Their smiles were shackled by war, and there was a hint of coldness in the sun.

"Why are you stunned, come and eat." Magnolia beckoned Calais over for dinner.

"Why have you been in a daze lately, have you been beaten stupidly?" Magnolia's familiar voice rang to Calais's ears.

"Hahahaha." The crowd laughed, but Calais was not angry.

Looking at the smiling people at the table, Calais thought, maybe this is the warmth in the war, those Radelers who will not be crushed by the war, will always face life with a smile and face this cruel reality.

Perhaps only by smiling can you dispel the fear in your heart and move towards victory.