At the checkpoint on the north side of Xifan Harbor, there was a group of people standing among the black crows.

On one side were the soldiers of the Willant and the soldiers of the Borneo kingdom on the other, and the two sides stood on either side of the border, sandwiched between about two hundred Willant civilians.

Those civilians were the survivors of the Westsail Harbor massacre, and they were also the parents of the children in the Silvermoon Cult church.

For example, today, when the king's army tree fell apart, the bandages on people's arms were finally gone, and the Absec authorities broke off their ties with the top brass of the Southern Legion, and their life and death were no longer a matter of the overall situation, and these poor people finally dared to come out of the manor of Count Sharma.

The soldiers of the Borneo kingdom escorted them all the way here.

Ironically, these soldiers in gray uniforms were the same ones who had bandages on their arms not long ago and were scouring for the Willantes and the "Willant's lackeys".

However, the past has been turned over.

The Willant people have become Lord Willant again, and the expressions of these bandage soldiers are much more docile than before, as if they have really drawn a line with the past.

As for when they will grin at the Willantes or others in the wasteland, it will depend on what their masters say next.

Absec still has some illusions about a ceasefire, not to mention that it has not yet begun.

Looking at the people who had "come back from the dead", almost all the Willant soldiers present widened their eyes, and their pupils were filled with disbelief and surprise.

Everyone thought they were dead.

But I didn't expect them to be alive!

And the relatives of these survivors were so emotional that tears came out of their eyes.

Some people couldn't help but cover their mouths, trying not to let the cry come out. Others rushed over the checkpoint in desperation and rushed up excitedly.

"Margaery!!"

Seeing that haggard and heartbreaking face, Yarman, who had always been strong, turned red for a moment.

He crossed the checkpoint, rushed to his wife's side, and took the lithe body into his arms, holding it tightly and not letting go, and muttering incoherently and fragmented.

"The goddess of the silver moon is above...... You're alive! That's great! I...... Ruby and I thought we'd never see you again! ”

Margaery's eyes were also red, and she kept sniffing, squeezing a reluctant smile from her tear-held face, and even comforting him in turn.

“…… I'm fine, I'm fine...... When did you start believing in the goddess of the silver moon? ”

Yarman said quickly.

"After learning that you're still alive! I swore to her that if you were safe, I would build ten churches for her...... I swear I'll spend the rest of my life doing this! ”

Looking at her sworn husband, Margaery had a tearful smile on her face.

Maybe......

It may be true that the goddess of the silver moon has appeared.

According to Mr. Mergio, the miracle of the goddess of the silver moon came to this church, and it was a maiden with cat ears...... He decided to start a newspaper precisely because of the will of that god.

“…… Then you can't be untrustworthy, and I'll oversee you for her. ”

Releasing the hand that had been holding her shoulder, Yarman cupped the tear-stained cheek and looked into the jewel-bright eyes

"I promise you!"

He didn't want to look away for a moment.

It's as if everything in front of you is just an unrealistic dream, and when you wake up from the dream, everything will go back to square one.

But Margaery didn't let him keep herself, for her daughter had come from under the checkpoint.

"Mom!!"

The soldier on the side tried to reach out and hold her, but was stopped by the commander Petra, who looked at him and shook his head.

"Let her go...... Everybody's here watching, what else can happen? ”

The soldier nodded hesitantly, and looked at the fluttering hair.

"Yes......"

The distance of less than twenty meters was only a matter of a dozen steps for Yarman, but Ruby ran for a long, long time.

She was only halfway through the run, and she couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes and let them fall out.

Margaery opened her arms to meet her, picked up her daughter, ran her fingers through her hair, and held her young body tightly in her arms.

Ruby!! I'm sorry...... Mommy worries you! Her voice carried a hint of remorse, no matter what kind of hardship she had, she had deceived her that night, and said goodbye in the name of death.

However, her lovely daughter was not angry with her, and squeezed a strong smile out of her teary face.

Ruby...... No crying! ”

Although she said this, the tears still fell uncontrollably. Even because the breathing rate was too fast, I couldn't help but burp.

Feeling the tears that slid down her neck, Margaery felt distressed, took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Hmmm! My Ruby...... The best kid in the world......"

Looking at the reunited mother and daughter, Yarman had a satisfied smile on his face.

To him, they were his angels, his sunshine and all his ......

As for power, wealth, or land in the sun, they are nothing more than mayflies in the pond, and they are nothing compared to the peace of their families.

Escher, dressed in a gray military uniform, walked up to him, glanced at the Velantes soldiers waiting in the distance, and then at the father and grinned.

"Congratulations, Mr. Yarman...... You and your family are finally reunited. ”

"Someone else asked me to bring you a word, a guy named Visionary Eagle, who wants the cooperation between you to still work...... It's just that now he is busy with official business, and he will not be able to come in a few days, and I hope that your side can carry out your plan in advance. ”

"Please tell him for me that I will not forget the cooperation between us, and in fact that the plan has already begun," Yarman continued earnestly, looking at the Borneo soldier, "and ...... Thank you for bringing my wife back. ”

Isher smiled.

"No need to thank me...... I don't have that ability, it's not easy for me to survive on my own. ”

However, although he said so, he was still quite proud in his heart.

I couldn't save the whole city, but it would be nice to be able to save 200 of them.

He is not an Awakened One.

Not even more so Pol.

“…… Also, a word of advice, no matter how much money you can make from trading, if you can leave as soon as possible, you should get out of here as soon as possible. ”

Looking at the group of soldiers across the border, Isher smiled faintly.

"There won't be many days like this in the future."

Although he didn't say it very bluntly, Yarman could understand the meaning of the words.

During this time, he saw the deployment of the Southern Army in Xifan Harbor.

Especially after listening to the old nun's words before, he was already aware of what was about to happen...... I am afraid that a more painful tragedy will occur in this land than the previous tragedy.

"I'm a Willant, I'm not going to shirk my responsibilities, I'm going to do everything I can to prevent the worst from happening......"

After a pause, Yarman said again in a sincere tone.

"Even if it fails...... I will also do my best to help more people get out of this hell. ”

"Very well, then please skip the pointless struggle and do the last thing with all your might."

Isher interrupted his rhetoric dryly, and continued as he looked stunned.

“…… No one can stop the train rushing to the bottom of the mountain, just as no one can stop the balloon that has broken the line. We can only let it rush down to the bottom of the mountain, crash into the hard rock, or let it drift in the clouds, exile itself in the universe. ”

Yarman was stunned.

"What is this?"

Isher said without hesitation.

"Words from Pol the Awakened."

"Does that book have that sentence?" Yarman said with a strange expression.

While waiting for his wife to come home, he read the book, and read it several times.

What he didn't expect was that such a shocking story could be born in a small boulder city.

In the western part of the Zhongzhou Continent, there are actually many survivor settlements similar to Boulder City, most of which were built in the early wasteland era and were supported by the War Construction Committee.

However, over the past century or so, with the collapse of the War Construction Commission, most of these settlements have been wiped off the map by the Legion in the name of revenge.

Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if those settlements were still alive and could continue to provide them with experience, knowledge, and more help, maybe they wouldn't have gone as completely crazy as they do now......

Looking at Yarman, who had fallen silent, Isher smiled and touched his stubble with his rough palm.

"Isn't there such a sentence? Then it's like a little person with no name, and it's left for the book. ”

If nothing else.

Next should belong to Master Stephen...... Oh no, it's the time of Stephen's ancestors.

It should also be a glorious time, and they will forge their own walls in the wilderness of nothing.

"Pol the Awoke" is the story after that, and now it is time for "Isher the Rat Clan".

Isher was also recently discovered.

He is actually the person who lives in the prequel to "Pol the Awakened", and he is the ancestor of "Master Stephen", the person who lives in the ancestral training of Lord Stephen.

It's a pity.

He probably won't see his idol again in his life, it's the ghost hovering over the heads of his descendants, not his.

However, he is not as pessimistic as the other rats.

He still believed that the light of truth would one day shine on the land.

Just waiting for the sun to come up takes some time.

Fortunately, the dusk before nightfall this time was not as cold as before.

I don't think that day is too far away.

Yarman looked at the officer in surprise, his eyes growing in awe.

In fact, there is no shortage of capable people in the province of Borneo.

They were not inferior to the survivors of the Vale Province, much less to the rest of the Willantes.

However, while respecting him, he couldn't help but wonder why a group of smart people would make the road narrower and narrower.

They weren't supposed to be like this......

……

Just as more than 200 survivors were hugging and reuniting with their families, Commander Ross, who was in charge of the defense of the area, approached surrounded by a group of soldiers.

Ischer, who was also a thousand-commander, stared at him, feeling a tingling in his scalp from the monstrous murderous aura.

It's different from my halfway monk.

This guy is a real officer who has been tested by blood and fire!

Still, Isher squeezed a friendly smile out of his face and bowed his head politely.

To his surprise, the man nodded to him and responded to his friendliness.

He walked straight up to Count Sharma and his old butler, Sahadu.

Looking at the trembling two, Rose suddenly bowed deeply.

"On behalf of me and my men, I would like to thank you for saving these people in distress."

The Earl of Sharma looked at him in astonishment, not expecting the Willant to bow to him. It wasn't until the old butler tugged at his cuffs that he suddenly came back to his senses and said hurriedly.

"General, what are you doing here?! I've just done something that a normal human wouldn, and I don't deserve such a gift from you...... Please keep your head up. ”

Rose didn't listen to him, but bent over himself for a full minute before he raised his head and continued with a solemn expression.

“…… If there is a war between the two countries, I can swear to you that our soldiers will not enter your estate, even if some cowards hide in it. ”

Ischer, who was standing and listening, narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a chill in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Even if the two sides are only one last gunshot away from starting a war, he has to continue to act like this good gentleman.

At this time, Rose turned his gaze to a man and a woman standing behind the Earl of Sharma.

One of them was none other than his niece, Penny, who was looking at the reunited survivors with a relieved smile on her face.

And the one standing next to her thought was the pangolin.

The Eastern natives who were promoted by the Eastern Legion and finally borrowed by the civilian clique.

Rose narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the man for a moment, then looked at his niece, and said in a serious tone.

"Penny, come to me."

Hearing her uncle's call, Penny was about to go over, but noticed the expression on his face and stopped hesitantly.

"Ross ...... Uncle? ”

"Come here! Right now! ”

Rose didn't give any explanation, just beckoned her over, but the urging expression made Penny unable to move at all, and could only look at the pangolin behind her for help.

Having guessed something from the look on the commander's face, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team walked over to Penny's side and whispered.

"Listen to your uncle, get over quickly...... Remember, the whole thing has nothing to do with you, you're just a war correspondent. ”

"Your duty is not to fight alongside me, but to bring back what you see, to Triumph City...... That's your war. ”

Penny's eyes widened and she stared at him in a daze, her quivering lips as if to ask why...... Why did he do the most correct thing, save more than 200 survivors, but still be treated like a prisoner.

The Battlefield Atmosphere team knew what she was trying to ask, but didn't know how to answer.

Not everything in this world can be easily defined as good or bad, and not even everything has a standard answer.

Right and wrong are just the scale in people's hearts, and this scale never belongs to an abstract collective.

Especially when there are many collectives involved.

In fact, when he received Bennott's order, he was already prepared in his heart, and even thought about the possible charges in his head.

You can get two sums of money for the same task.

This kind of good thing is too good......

As if reading his eyes, Penny's eyes struggled for a long time, and finally lowered her head and walked to her uncle's side.

Motioning for his guards to take her back to the colony to rest, Rose looked back at the man named Pangolin.

The latter looked at him with no humility or arrogance, and there was even a bit of grooming on his smiling face.

Rose's eyes suddenly brought a little appreciation.

"You're brave."

The Battlefield Atmosphere Team smiled humbly.

"That's nature...... It's not me bragging, what I've done and what I've seen, if I say it, I can scare you to death. ”

Rospy moved the corners of his mouth with a smile, but the smile on his face cooled down at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Mr. Pangolin, you betrayed Lord Marshal."

The battlefield atmosphere team smiled slightly, and the look on his face also turned cold.

"On the contrary, it is you who have betrayed the marshal. While we are working hard to end the Wasteland Age, you are dragging us back, risking the lives of your innocent people to wage a war for your own selfish desires! ”

Rose looked at him with a sneer.

"I don't know what you're talking about, at least it seems to me that you were the ones who killed those fellow citizens! It is your arrogance, naivety and stupidity that put innocent people in danger. ”

"We don't deny that we did have faults in the past, and that's why I'm here," the Battlefield Atmosphere Team looked at him, "and what about you?" Do you dare to admit your role in this chaos and the sins you have committed? ”

Rose frowned slightly, but quickly let go.

"It seems that you have a lot to say, and you can leave it to the court-martial, and explain it to the judges who will try you."

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group smiled faintly.

"It doesn't matter, I'll appeal all the way to Triumph City."

"You can do this. I also hope that you will understand that it was not my decision to arrest you, but the order of General Gurion...... The High Command of the Southern Legion has authorized him to operate in the Borneo province," Ross beckoned to the soldiers who were waiting beside him, and then pointed to the pangolin, "Take him down." ”

Looking at the soldiers who were walking towards them with loaded guns, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team did not resist, and allowed them to handcuff themselves, but they shook off the hand that pressed on their shoulders.

"I have legs, and I don't need your help."

In the end, it was the people who were killed from Luoxia Province and Haiya Province, and the killing intent as thick as plasma made the backs of those soldiers who tried to hold him chill.

It was as if the person standing in front of them at the moment was not a person, but a fierce and bloodthirsty xenomorph.

Seeing that his subordinates were looking at him, Ross didn't embarrass the pangolin who didn't want to bow his head, but just waved his hand.

"Let him go on his own."

He didn't like the civil servants who dragged their feet, and those people were simply a shame for the Willants. But he had a good impression of the young man, even if he was a foreigner.

There may indeed be a secret in this that he doesn't understand, and he can guess a little bit with his sense of smell.

He didn't care, though.

He will always obey his superiors, and the position of the commander is his position, even if it is a road that does not lead, he will go down with his head held high......

The soldiers who had arrived at the outpost with Ross were quickly retired, leaving only the dozen or so sentries standing guard.

It's the same with Borneo.

The commander named Isher had taken everyone with him, fearing that he would stay here too long and get into trouble with the Legionnaires.

Looking in the direction in which Mr. Pangolin had been taken, Margaery took her husband's hand tightly and whispered in his ear.

"The man, and the girl...... They saved us all, and I can't leave him alone. ”

Also looking in the direction the person had left, Yarman gently shook her hand and said in a reassuring tone.

"Believe me, dear, I will never leave him alone......"

When he returned, he united with the citizens of Saifan Harbor to petition the Governor's Palace and sent a joint telegram to Triumph City!

He doesn't believe it yet!

No one can take care of such a big thing!

“…… Not to mention the dirty deeds of those guys, Xifan Harbor is not a colony of the Southern Legion at all, and the courts of the Southern Legion have no right to enforce the law here! ”

"Even if there is a trial, it will have to be tried by the court of Triumph City!"

……

While the rescued Willant survivors were indignant at what had happened to the pangolins, so were the slums in Port Sailing.

However, the reason for their righteous indignation is not because of pangolins, but because of the ruthless suppression of the family association by the port authorities.

That's undoubtedly a repression!

As for the gangsters who came to find fault with them—those who had rats tattooed on their arms and weren't good people at first glance, the soldiers on patrol just raised them high and lowered them gently, without even giving them a lesson with their sticks.

As for the poor people who had united to protect themselves, the soldiers warned them with vicious eyes, as if it were a matter of unrighteousness for them to protect their own rights and interests.

Sure enough, Mr. Zeid was as wise as a torch and hit the nail on the head, those gang members and the Willantes were all in the same group!

The gangsters hate them because their families who don't charge fees and teach literacy for free will destroy the market!

The Willantes, on the other hand, feared their unity, so they joined forces with the gangs, stumbling them up, calling them spies of the Alliance, and then crushing them fiercely.

In fact, if you think about it calmly, there are actually many loopholes in this seemingly logical and self-consistent statement.

For example, the easiest way is to compare the dinar that fell into the pocket.

It is difficult to compare the wages that each gang receives from the docks, and the management standards, commissions, and benefits are also different, but they generally conform to the law that "the number of people is proportional to the premium".

The more people in the labor agency, the more confident they are in negotiating with the employer.

There is no such thing as a gang with more people, but because it is more united, it gets less premium.

It's not that there are some smart people who don't see some clues, but most of them have tacitly become green family members, and even higher-level family members - that is, those who are in charge of lecturing.

The family association is still in the early stage of entrepreneurship, there are a large number of vacancies, as long as a little brain can do the "district agent", the benefits are much higher than carrying sacks at the dock.

While most people were still staring at that little salary, these smart people were already on the second floor.

Instead of debunking the lame tricks, they will help Zeid refine his theories.

For example—

The Willantes, who are so bad that they have no bottom line, join other gangs to suppress the family association.

In this way, the boring question of "why do you give less dinar than others when you are doing the same job" can also be justified.

That's where Zeyd's brilliance lies.

Although he is not a great expert, and even has been "white-eyed" by many capable people, he does see through the survivors of Borneo.

One of the things that smart people here like to do most is to take others for fools and play fools themselves. I don't know that I was fooling around, fooling around, and in the end I even believed myself, and by the time I woke up, it was already too late......

Sitting in the shack, Eugène bandaged the wounded laborer and saw Zeid standing in the doorway.

The look in his eyes seemed to be looking for him.

He put the bandage back in the medical kit and followed Zaid out the door, standing in the moonlit alley.

Following Zaid for a while, he stopped, breaking the silence between the two.

"Sometimes I don't understand what you want to do and what you're doing it for."

Zeid sighed softly.

"I don't really think about it that much, I just want those poor people to have a home."

Eugène smiled.

"You have a lot of family, but you're the one I don't understand the most."

"Oh?"

"I don't know how to describe it," Eugène said, sighing, as he sat down on the steps beside him, "but I think ...... You might be better off doing it another way. We're not in a hurry for you to do something right away, even if you work with someone like Liszt, I think it's good. ”

Zeid was silent for a moment, then walked over to him and sat down, speaking in a very soft voice.

"Mr. Liszt looks down on us, he is actually a very arrogant man at heart, unlike someone like you who is willing to bend down to help us and guide us. When he judged that the risks were far greater than the rewards for him, he turned me away without even bothering to listen to my explanation. ”

After a pause, he added.

"Only you, your doors are always open to me, even if I am as humble as dust. You will not give up on me, but will give me the opportunity to introduce yourself again and again. ”

Eugène pursed the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly.

"Giving people a closed door, that's like what Liszt would do. But you don't have to lift me up...... His achievements are obvious to all in the league, and I don't deserve to be compared to such a big man. ”

"You're being too presumptuous," Zeid shook his head, "and when we succeed, I'll build you a statue, and hundreds of millions of people will thank you for helping us." ”

Eren was stunned for a moment, and said with a smirk.

"That's not ......"

As soon as his words fell, a light flickered in the darkness not far away.

When he looked intently, he saw the flames and billowing smoke soar into the sky.

There was a faint shout in the distance.

"It's on fire!!"

"Quick! Hurry up and put out the fire! ”

Looking at what happened suddenly, Eugène was stunned, and then his face changed wildly, and he stood up from the ground suddenly.

That's the registration office for the family association!

That's where he bandaged the wounded laborers!

"Damn!"

He cursed in his mouth, and without saying a word, he ran back in the direction he had just come.

Looking at the rising flames and Eugène rushing over to put out the fire, Zeid was also stunned for a moment, but in the end he just chuckled and shook his head, muttering to himself.

"These rats really don't leave an overnight grudge, and they can't even wait for a night...... Hehe. ”

The people of the Black Rat Gang have suffered a loss, and they will definitely not swallow this breath, and they will definitely find a way to retaliate back.

The reason why these people can't make the climate is precisely because they are always controlled by their limbs and brains, and their thinking is dominated by emotions.

If the previous beating made the neighbors of a few streets sympathize with them at most, then this fire should be enough for them to become the "star" of Xifan Harbor.

The Legion will definitely come to an end.

And will surely punish all the restless people with iron and blood before the great war that will engulf the whole province of Borneo!

Those people are not judges who decide cases, their style of acting has always been to kill and make an example, not only do they not take their family members into account, the entire gang of Xifan Harbor is ants in front of them.

It is rumored that Gurion is even more brutal by nature, and will do whatever it takes to achieve his ends, and this is exactly what he wants.

He will take this written petition to a broader stage.

Zaid patted the ash from his trouser leg and rose up the stone steps, but walked in the opposite direction to Monsieur Eugène.

"Vasa, it's time to go!"

I'm a little sorry for the survivors of Saifan Harbor, but it's all for the future of Borneo...... (End of chapter)