In the early morning, the noisy voices woke up Miloca, who was sleeping on the floor, and when he got up, Lilia was gone, and the crowd at the castle gate was bustling out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Miloca looked at the crowd and hesitated for a long time.

"If you don't chase after it, you will be left behind by the big army. A deep voice came from behind Miloca, who didn't look back, but the man walked to Miloca's side.

"I'm still thinking. Miloca said.

"What are you thinking?"

"Where are these people going and what kind of life are they going to live. ”

"The refugees have three paths to choose from, to the northwest as far as Winter Harbor on the west coast, where those who are good at the water can earn a living, and perhaps join the Imperial Navy; those who go due north will open up new towns on the plains of Dora, where the Earl of the Turbulent River is expanding the castle, and he will gladly accept those who know how to build or farm, and some who know nothing can go to his place to work as laborers, and the rest will go east, and be sent to small villages about thirty miles away, where the Empire has recently discovered iron ore and wants to expand it into a town。 ”

"I can set traps, hunt, dive, fish, and I'm sure I'll be able to live well in the woodland and by the sea. Speaking of this, Miloka was a little disappointed, and he was still thinking about Say and Aska, wondering if he would be able to see them again.

"Very good, you can make a living wherever you go with these skills, and you don't have to follow the big army. ”

"But I was raised by 'monsters', it was the orcs who taught me knowledge and etiquette, the minotaurs who taught me swordsmanship, the trolls who made traps and hunted, and the fishmen who dived and fished. You see, I'm ......"

"Needless to say," a deep voice interrupted Miloca, "the Saint Reas Empire and the Southern Barbarians are two different things, in this land, whether it is humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, minotaurs, or other races of different appearances, as long as they do not break the law, they are all called citizens of the Empire. In the town where I was born, children loved to play with the stuffed werewolves, and the Bloods used their nighttime vision to serve as night guards, a common occurrence in the Empire. According to what you said, the entire Northern Empire is made up of people who grew up with 'monsters'. ”

Miloka was surprised by this explanation, as in the Southern Empire, where he grew up, the fierce-looking orcs, trolls, and other races were called subhumans, and they were a very humble class. Most of the subhumans were slaves of humans or dwarves, and only a very small number of subhumans who received the gifts of their masters could become free people, and the free people had no good time, they could only do simple, cheap work, and when they could not make ends meet to support themselves, they had to sell themselves into slavery. In the entire territory of the Southern Empire, only the places deep into the Barren Bone Desert still retain the independence of a few races, although the sub-people have equal status in their respective tribes, but the environment of the Barren Bone Desert is harsh, and there is a lack of materials, and almost no one wants to stay and live there.

Miloka turned her head to observe the person who spoke, a middle-aged man in light armor, standing with his arms crossed and his eyes fixed on the castle gates. The refugees were all about to be evacuated from the castle.

"Going to go by yourself?" the middle-aged man asked.

"If the 'monsters' are treated as equals here, then the minotaur and the fishman are killed for no reason, should the murderers be punished?" Miloka asked rhetorically.

"If the Minotaur and the Fishman are innocent, Imperial law will naturally punish the murderer. ”

"What if it's in a region where Imperial law can't govern it?"

The middle-aged man finally turned his head to meet Miloca's eyes, and he knew very well that the young man's eyes were burning with a strong desire for revenge. "Then revenge can only be achieved by means other than the law. ”

"I want to stay here," Miloka said, turning her whole body to the middle-aged man, "Solanya, who rescued me here, said I could stay here a little longer. ”

"Then follow the caravan to the imperial capital? It's okay to stay here, but the official meal is not for nothing. ”

"It's okay, I can do odd jobs to compensate," Miloka said firmly, "Solana mentioned that I should go to the imperial capital to break through, maybe I can learn more about revenge there." ”

The middle-aged man was a little worried and relieved by the firmness in Miloca's eyes, and he didn't know if he had chosen the right person. "I hope this kid won't go astray!" thought the middle-aged man, taking a letter from his waist and handing it to Miloca. "My name is Ives, and I'm the commander of the Overwatch Fort, so I'd like to join the army here!" said the middle-aged man.

Miloka was a little surprised, he was just chatting with this stranger who looked like a soldier, and wanted to ask where the commander of the castle was, but he didn't expect to hit the commander directly.

"Take it, Solanyato I kept it, he said you will give it to you if you keep it. Seeing that Milorka was stunned, Ives said as he flipped the letter in his hand.

Miloka took the letter, a simplified conscription order, roughly asking Miloca to join the Imperial Army of St. Reas and serve as a reserve at the Watchtower in the southern part of the empire until the caravan of the Sinka Consortium arrived at the Watchtower.

"Do you want to think about it again? If you accept it, you can't go back, if you dare to run away halfway, I will treat you as a deserter. Ives said that he knew in his heart that if Milorca decided to stay, he would accept it, and he just wanted to settle down quickly so that he could deal with the trickier things.

"Report to the sir, reserve soldier Miloka is here to report!" said Miloka solemnly, standing upright.

Ives nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, a bit of a recruit, now go and run three laps around the castle wall!"

"Huh?" Miloka was a little confused by Ives' words, he didn't expect that joining the Northern Empire army would only have to be accepted by himself.

"Obey orders, recruit!"