Charles's words silenced Cheb, who understood what his friend meant, so he put away his past casualness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheb is no stranger to Zohya's experience.

Although he and Zoxia are known as the "two great sword saints of the empire", their own family knows their own affairs, and even with Chebu's nonchalant temperament, they have to bow their foreheads in front of the title of "Heavenly Sword Saint".

As we all know, Josha is an extreme racist, whether it's orcs, elves, demons, or any other non-human race, they are synonymous with sin in his eyes. On top of that, this used to include ...... Deity.

As Charles just said, the gods may not care, but that doesn't mean that the believers of the gods will also turn a blind eye to it.

Of course, it is precisely because of the persecution of the temple and the stubbornness of Saxia's early years that there is the legend about the "Heavenly Sword Saint" that is sung by the bards.

Two hundred and thirteen years ago in the fall, a dirty child woke up from the flames and corpses.

He looked around blankly and found that his once peaceful home had been reduced to scorched earth.

Killing, wailing, blood, fire...... Memories flood into the mind like a wasp leaving the nest, and the nightmare of being left behind becomes a reality in front of the child.

The dazed child rushed madly to some ruined house, scraping through the rubble with his young hands, as if his family was waiting for him to save him.

The boy had been digging for three days and three nights, and the white bones of his hands were faintly visible.

If he hadn't polished his body since he was a child, his young body would have collapsed long ago. But even with the physical fitness of the black iron rank as a basis, the boy's body has reached its limit in sadness, fatigue and sleeplessness.

The final blow came from the reality under the ruins, and it was not the boy's extravagant voice and smile that caught his eyes, but the black, fleshy coke......

The child, who could not stand the blow, rushed into the night, and searched the forest with torches and sticks, trying to find the traces of the damned orcs a few days ago, and then chase them down and slaughter them clean.

The king of the gods favored him, and the boy got lost and lost his "rare" chance to die.

He rampaged through the forest like a small beast that had fallen into a trap, but luckily he was not targeted by the beasts of the woods.

Of course, this is "thankful" to the damned orcs, who swept like locusts through the hills, villages, and jungles, not to mention the wild beasts, not a single green fruit was left.

Hunger, thirst, cold, exhaustion...... They were like ghost-seeking ghosts that kept to the boy's side, tormenting him, trying to tear his insistence and exile his soul.

The boy struggled, and he didn't want to give up because he had a reason to live.

Every year in the empire, countless weak people give up their lives in the collapse, but the boy who faced such a tragic experience gritted his teeth and persevered.

He didn't want to put his soul in the hands of death, at least not yet, not out of fear, but out of hatred.

With a hideous countenance, the boy fainted on the forest path, clutching the wooden stick in his hand, as if it could bring him infinite strength.

A soldier at the foot of the slope rescued the boy and brought him back to the border......

The "Karghali Line" is home to nearly 300,000 soldiers, who not only guard against the massive build-up of orcs to the west, but also divide into small patrols to kill the orc squads that sneak up behind the line and raid.

In fact, the border soldiers were well paid and life was not hard, but the mortality rate remained high. War and killing are the norm here, and anyone who can't adapt can only become a member of the dirt.

The retirement period stipulated by the empire is a joke in the eyes of the border army, and there are only a handful of border soldiers who can live every year and are willing to retire. They had adapted to fighting to the death against the aliens, and had accepted the dangers of this place, and of course they were not willing to return to the interior to shed their blood for the sake of the interests of the nobles.

The soldier who rescued the boy has entered middle age, his left leg has been injured and his movements have not changed somewhat, and his appearance is really not in line with the mainstream aesthetics, so he has always been single.

Despite his injuries, the middle-aged soldier was still part of the patrol, and it was because of this that he found the boy who had passed out and saved him.

The patrol searched carefully, and there were no living creatures in the village except for the boys.

The traces of the orc squad that had infiltrated the raid were not detected by the patrol, and in desperation, they had to leave with hatred.

This kind of thing happens all the time around the border, and in addition to squeezing their physical strength to search around, the patrol team can only keep a pen of hatred in their hearts, waiting to be retrieved from the battlefield.

The commander of the "Caghley Line" had repeatedly suggested that the Empire should relocate all the villages and towns within a radius of hundreds of miles behind the line, but they were unable to obtain permission.

This is not because the royal family is inactive, in fact, such major decisions are generally decided by the noble council, and it is not the royal family's turn to dictate.

The powerful nobles with experience in managing territories are not ignorant people, and they also want to protect the safety of the people behind the defense line as much as possible, but unfortunately, such a thing is not realistic.

The council of nobles and the commander of the defense line are different and have more issues to consider.

It's not that they don't know the tragedy that happened around the defense line, and they can't bear to let their compatriots be slaughtered by the orcs one after another, but they have a last resort.

If all the villages were to be relocated according to the commander's request, the logistical supply consumption of the entire border defense line would increase by more than four or five times in an instant.

The "Karghley Line" has nearly 300,000 permanent border troops, and the annual food consumption is an astronomical amount. Although the villages behind the defense line could not provide much assistance to the border army in defense, they were able to provide them with a large amount of food every year.

Don't think that feeding the border army is a chore, in fact, if it weren't for the potential danger of being raided by orcs, there are definitely countless farmers in the interior who are willing to exchange with them.

After all, although the peasant households in the interior did not have to supply the border army with food, they had to pay taxes to the lords of the territory.

Compared to 30 to 50 percent taxes, less than 5 percent of the food supply is simply no pressure, and it is only two or three loaves of bread per meal.

As for the large amount of grain left over by the peasant households every year, most of them will eventually fall into the hands of the border army.

However, this part is no longer required to be given for free, but the empire pays for it in full. Not only is the buying and selling entirely voluntary, but the price is about one level higher than the market price in the Mainland.

And all they had to do was to help the border army deliver food to the fortress......