“…… Until now, only Triumph City can decide the fate of the Wilantes. ”

Dawning City, Embassy Street, the study of the Legion in the Embassy of the Union.

Looking at the bustling crowd of demonstrators outside the window, Captain Benottwan sighed softly, and coincidentally said what was in someone's heart thousands of miles away.

An hour earlier, he had learned from the Alliance's Foreign Minister Cheng Yan that the Alliance had declared war on the Southern Legion.

Shortly thereafter, a declaration of war speech by the Coalition administrators was featured in the Daily Survivor and on the Coalition's television stations.

The Coalition kicked in the war machine with a terrible efficiency and cohesion.

Just like when war was declared on the Torch Church.

In contrast, the Southern Army was still counting on the "miracle tricks" of the General Staff to turn the situation around.

And after their opponent saw through their machinations, the guy was dumbfounded like a gambler who had lost all his chips.

Now, not only the Alliance, but even the East Coast corporations have turned their guns on them, completely abandoning weakness and the illusion that "peace will fall from the sky on its own".

The only suspense left was the attitude of Triumph City.

If the choice of Triumph City is "never to leave", then the Southern Army still has a glimmer of life.

As for the price, it is to mobilize all the Wilantes on the entire planet to fight an all-out war against the survivors living in the eastern part of the continent of Middle-earth.

In this way, the gamblers of the Southern Legion can be regarded as winning the bet.

As long as all the Willantes are united, even if they don't end up winning by a big margin, they can at least walk away with the chips pressed on the table.

But if the choice of Triumph City is to "behead this rebel", then the disintegration of the legion will be certain.

It's not hard to understand.

If you can't stand up for it when "your own children can be threatened", even if it's just a symbolic flag, then Triumph City will lose its only value.

In fact, the sprouts of separatism had already sprung up within the corps.

The reason why there has been no outbreak so far is entirely dependent on the prestige of His Majesty the Marshal alone.

At this moment, Bennot didn't know what choice Triumph City would make, so he could only close the door and wait patiently.

In small matters, he can make decisions that he thinks is right on behalf of the civilian clique or Triumph City.

But in such a big matter, all he can do is be a mouthpiece.

Of course, he is facing a more immediate problem than the decisions of the distant Triumph City and His Majesty the Marshal.

That is the rights and interests of the Willant people living in the Alliance.

It was as if right now, the survivors of Dawning simply surrounded the embassy in Triumph.

I've always heard people say that Boulder City is the old revolutionary area of the Alliance, but in Bennott's opinion, it is clearly here.

These guys are like fanatical cultists.

If it weren't for the guards of Dawn, they would have thrown rotten eggs in.

Although his heart was full of helplessness, Benott also understood the anger of these young men at the moment.

After all, the Southern Army was the first to declare war, and it also detonated a nuclear bomb in the land under the nominal jurisdiction and de facto control of the Alliance.

It was a nuclear bomb......

"We've got to find a way to protect the people of Willante who live in the Alliance." Domini, the secretary sitting across from Benott, also had a sad expression.

It was his plan to arm the Legion's "old friend" Xilan Empire with the arms of the Eastern Legion.

As a result, they didn't expect to see that their plan was about to succeed, but they were intervened by the Southern Legion, and the entire Xifan Port and even the empire were wiped out.

As for the subsequent series of chain reactions, it has long exceeded his ...... and even the control and expectation of the entire civilian clique and everyone.

Yanush died, Absec suddenly rebelled, the state of Borneo was formed, and the Southern Legion entered the war in the name of the puppet emperor......

Now, those idiots are crazy enough to overturn the entire table.

Thanks to these fools who gamble on the fortunes of the country if they don't agree with each other, all their efforts to improve the image of the Willantes have come to naught!

Hearing Domini's suggestion, Benott pinched his eyebrows and said with exhaustion written on his face.

"Protect it...... How to protect? There are tens of thousands of Willantes in Dawning City alone, so should we put them all in the embassy? ”

There aren't that many rooms here, and it's crowded with embassy staff alone.

Domini was speechless for a moment, then spoke with difficulty after a moment.

"What about temporarily transferring people to the Falcon Kingdom? It's our only base in the Eastern World......"

Hearing this naïve statement, Benott couldn't help but complain without waiting for him to finish.

"What about after the transfer? How long are you going to stay there? This is a migration of more than 100,000 people, and even the alliance may not be able to withstand the influx of such a large number of people in an instant, let alone the Falcon Kingdom, which has a total population of less than one million...... That shrinking oasis simply can't accommodate so many people. ”

Domini touched her nose in embarrassment.

When you think about it, it's really not a good idea.

Man is not an animal after all, and he can move from one place to another with the touch of his mouth.

At that moment, the TV in the room suddenly played a live news stream.

I saw that the streets in the camera were crowded with angry people, and their faces were filled with righteous indignation.

In the face of reporters, an emotional protester ripped his voice and shouted.

"I said it a long time ago! Those big noses can't be trusted! ”

Before his words could fall, another head came over and snatched the camera in front of him.

"Nuke! How did they get the nuclear bomb! I don't believe there are no inner ghosts to help them! ”

"Every Willant is a potential spy!"

"Send them all to Mantou Port! That's where they should be! ”

The crowd in the picture became more and more excited, and the reporters who were interviewing the scene could only temporarily cut the camera of the live interview to the drone.

Judging from the footage from that bird's eye view, it seems that the shooting location was in the No. 1 settlement of the Union, and there were two or three thousand people gathered in the streets!

This is the largest concentration of Borneos on the entire Death Coast, and it is also one of the largest settlements of the Wilantes, and the two sides are currently at war, so you can imagine how acute the contradictions between the two sides will be.

Bennott's heart sank, and it seemed that what he feared most had happened.

But at this moment, a lame man appeared in the corner of the camera.

The high bridge of his nose already said who he was, he was a Willant.

On this occasion, which all the Willant people consciously avoided, he took the initiative to walk in front of the crowd.

The reporter quickly turned the camera on the man.

At the same time, many protesters also set their sights on him.

Facing a pair of eyes, he took a deep breath and said loudly in a loud voice.

"My name is Kuruan, and I used to be a member of the Southern Legion."

The crowd was in an uproar, and almost all the Brahminas present were in high spirits.

The guards around the crowd were nervous, trying to pull away this idiot who was "provocative" at the demonstrators.

However, the Kuruan stood on a high place, straightened his back, and did not evade the angry gaze, and continued in a loud voice.

"There's nothing to hide, I'd rather be honest with you than pretend that it has nothing to do with us."

One of the protesters angrily rushed to the front, almost attached to the guard's shield, and roared at him.

"Do you think that's something to be proud of? Scum! Look what you've done in my hometown! ”

Kuruan looked at him and shouted in a tone and volume that was not lost to the man.

"Of course not, I never said it was our pride, it's a shame!"

The sound shook some of them.

They probably didn't expect to hear such words from the mouths of the Willants.

The guards who were maintaining order on the side also looked at him in surprise, and the older sergeant suddenly moved his heart and handed him the horn in his hand.

Rather than persuading the people on the scene to leave, it is better to let them just make a good noise.

Say all the words that are held in your heart.

Kuruan took the horn from the sheriff's hand and spoke in a louder voice.

"It's a disgrace to the people of Wilantes!"

"We've left our homes and come here because we've had enough of the lies of these shameless people!"

“…… I believe that our marshal is not in any way leading us to unite and fight against those who enslave us for the sake of our oppression of the survivors of the wasteland! ”

"I believe he must be here for us to break off our own shackles, to prevent the War Construction Committee from getting out of control and turn into a wild horse, and to liberate all the suffering survivors of this wasteland...... That's why they led us to fight back! ”

"The spirit of resistance, the courage not to succumb to fate, and the determination to win...... I want to say this special thing should be our medal! Our glory! This is what we should be leaving on this land! ”

"The problems of the Willantes should be solved by the Willantes themselves, we will not throw all the problems to you, just sit here and wait for you to help us solve all the troubles!"

"I swear here, I, Kuruan, declare war on the Southern Legion! And all of us who do not succumb to power! ”

"We will return to Harbor Eternal Night and liberate our oppressed and blinded compatriots there! There are also other ethnic groups that are oppressed...... Even if it is to give one's life for it! ”

"We will fight side by side with you!"

That impassioned voice was no less than a manager's speech on television.

And the originally indignant crowd also divided, some people were still shouting, while others cheered for him, and even applauded him from the bottom of their hearts.

The Willant Expeditionary Force was formed at this time.

A foreign race had saved them, and now it was their turn to unite and return to their homeland to save all the oppressed.

And that's not all.

They will also liquidate previous mistakes!

Looking at the impassioned impromptu speech on the television, Bennault couldn't help but feel a faint touch in his heart.

I didn't expect that there would be such an excellent young man at the grassroots level of the legion.

And this made him relieved, but also discouraged.

Why is such an excellent young man silent on the land of the legion, but only when he arrives on the land of the alliance does he begin to shine.

Putting aside the interests of the civilian clique, this guy does have a sentence that speaks to his heart.

Perhaps that's what His Majesty the Marshal thought in the first place......

In the end, they failed him.

"Draw the line...... This seems to be the only way to do it. Benott sighed softly in his heart.

Although the ending of fratricide is heart-wrenching, there really is no better way to put yourself in that guy's shoes.

Domini didn't speak, but there was a look of shame on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, a representative walked to the front of the crowd and shouted at the arguing crowd.

"If you've had enough trouble, just listen to me, if you really hate the legion, then sign up for the army! If you just want to slaughter your neighbors with the right excuse, go back to your hometown and have fun behind closed doors. ”

"Also, I'll make a new proposal to the delegates' council! Those who join the army to defend the alliance and fight for our ideals will be given priority to receive the alliance's ID card! ”

"It's the fairest way to do it!"

The live broadcast of the protesters continued, but the rest of the episode didn't seem to have anything to do with the Willantes.

Bennott picked up the remote control and changed the channel.

And just then, his lieutenant Quake walked in through the door.

Seeing the guy's expressionless face, Benott subconsciously sat up straight with a jealous expression on his face.

That guy was a member of the Praetorian Guard, and at the same time the only person he feared in the entire embassy.

In Triumph, the Praetorian Guard usually played the role of the marshal's spokesman.

And outside of Triumph City, they who have mastered special communication channels are the embodiment of marshals.

Most of the time they don't interfere with the decisions of the people below.

And when they do, it's often when they think it's critical.

Domini playfully left his seat, closed the curtains for the two of them, and left the study again.

Looking at Quake, who was sitting across from him, Bennott asked anxiously without waiting for him to speak.

"Do our marshals have any instructions?"

Quake shook his head.

"Nope."

Bennott's face drifted into disappointment, and he leaned his shoulders on the couch.

"And what are you going to do?"

Quake looked at Bennott calmly, but suddenly said something that the latter did not expect.

"Something has happened in Triumph City lately."

Bennot was slightly stunned.

"What's the matter?"

Triumph City was happening every day, and it was impossible for him to know everything in detail.

Especially lately, the affairs of the Sticky Community and the Southern Army have been enough to make him anxious, and he has no time to care about what is happening in the rear.

Quake glanced at the wall clock and continued in a casual tone.

"Some time ago...... Presumably at the very beginning of this war, the Southern Legion sent what they considered a traitor to Triumph City. ”

"Pangolin, I know that young man ......" Bennott nodded, looking at Quake with even more confusion, "But I think this should be over, right?" ”

It was his idea to instruct the Pangolins to meet Absec and persuade him to take out the Yanush and make a break with the Celestial Army and the Southern Legion, and it was also a response to the Southern Legion's plot to capture the port of Sailing.

This program led directly to the birth of the state of Borneo.

As for the Southern Legion, which was angry and supported the puppets to invade, that was another matter.

Bennott remembered that Gurion had imprisoned the pangolin and had gotten a court out of Nevernight Harbor to call him a traitor.

In order to fish out the pangolins, he used a lot of connections with civilian groups.

But in the end, the guy fought for himself, and he moved everyone in the court with a speech in court.

Later, the judge presiding over the case naturally announced that the case would be transferred to Triumph City for trial.

And when it comes to Triumph City, the so-called trial is basically a formality.

It was the territory of the civilian clique, and the Southern Army could not reach there.

For a small person, he who escaped the catastrophe can be regarded as ashore.

Looking at Bennott, who looked puzzled, Quake nodded and spoke in a slow voice.

"The case was indeed closed, and the trial judge acquitted him in court and granted him citizenship in Triumph City as compensation for the wrongs he had suffered."

Bennott was even more confused and asked.

"And what did you mention about him?"

Quake continued.

"Because a lot of things have happened since then, he has not settled down, but has been campaigning for the survivors of Xifan Harbor who have supported him, investigating the truth of the Xifan Harbor tragedy."

Bennott's expression couldn't help but be moved.

The tragedy in Xifan Port has always been a lingering haze in his heart.

Although he was not the one who caused this tragedy, the more than 3,000 Willant people who died did have nothing to do with him.

It was precisely because of the erroneous decision of the civilian clique that the Southern Army was given the opportunity to take advantage of the problem, so that more than 3,000 innocent compatriots were involved in the political struggle and became innocent victims.

It's not that he hasn't thought about investigating the truth of this matter, but after all, more than half a year has passed since this matter, and it doesn't matter what the truth is, and even if the truth is investigated, it won't change anything...... At least in his opinion.

What he didn't expect was that the pangolin had been investigating the matter.

Looking at the moving Captain Benottwan, Quake suddenly smiled rarely.

"Surprising, isn't it? It's time again for the Willantes to need a foreign race to save them. ”

"No...... It wasn't that that surprised me," Bennott smiled bitterly, "but that I didn't understand why someone as smart and capable as he would do such a meaningless thing." ”

Quake: "Meaningless? ”

Bennott nodded silently.

"Let's be realistic, it's not difficult to investigate the truth, but even if we figure out the truth, we won't change anything. You and I are both members of the Legion, and you know in your heart what I mean, and there is no point in lying to yourself. ”

"Yes, but some people don't think so," Quake lit a cigarette, took a puff on his own, and moved to the ashtray to light it, "he gave a total of 51 speeches, sometimes on the streets, sometimes in courthouses, sometimes in taverns, and ...... our landmark."

"At first there were not many people who listened to him, only those who sympathized with him, and the Willantes who followed him from the port of sails to Triumph...... But as the work became more proficient, his speeches became more and more popular, and more and more people listened to him, not only the fishermen who fished in the Arctic Circle, but also the Willantes of the New World. ”

The officers of the regiment were not good at speeches.

Civilian officials are also not good at it.

Communication is not a skill that must be mastered by those in higher positions throughout the Legion system, as most of the time information is conveyed in the form of commands.

It is precisely for this reason that when he speaks their minds on behalf of the Willantes, there is no one who can stand in front of him as an opponent.

And it's not easy to hold him down or cover his mouth.

In terms of combat effectiveness, this guy's experience is legendary, and it is even rumored that he once single-handedly defeated the mother of a dead claw...... That's what McLaren said.

Not only that, but more and more people of Willant saw him as an idol and rallied around him.

In the Legion's colony, the local guards might be able to shoot at it.

However, in a place like Triumph City, if you pick up a stone and throw it out, you may be able to hit a few captains or the fathers of the captains, and no one dares to aim their guns at them.

Moreover, the rights exercised by those who gathered were recognized by the laws of Triumph City.

In this regard, the Praetorian Guards, who adhere to the ancient norms, are also their allies.

As long as he's in Triumph, no one can stop him.

Benott pinched his eyebrows and said tiredly.

"What does he want to do? Is it a man-made rebellion with Triumph City? ”

Quake shook his head slightly.

"If that's the case, there's no way he's going to convince the survivors of Triumph City to stand with him, you should know that."

Bennott sighed.

"And what did he say?"

Quake said.

"He wants to see the marshal."

Benott was stunned, stared at him blankly, and paused for a long time before coming back to his senses.

"See...... Marshal? ”

Is the marshal something you can see if you want to?

It had been a long time since the Lord had been seen.

It's for such a reason that there is such a big commotion......

Wait a minute!

Bennot suddenly thought of a rumor.

It is said that a long, long time ago, Marshal Julius said this when he was last seen-

“…… I hope that this is the last time I will appear before you, and that you will not have to ask my opinion on everything, so that our war will never end, and sooner or later I will grow old. ”

"When the sun goes down, I'm going to rest for a while, and don't bother me unless I have to...... For example, the whole city is calling out to me. ”

Later, Marshal Julius never appeared in public again, but retreated from the glossy stage behind the scenes.

He gave up the opportunity to the young.

And in order to live up to his expectations, and even more so not to disappoint him, his loyal subordinates built the city of Triumph under his feet into a huge settlement, and laid a vast territory outside the city.

Today, the people of Willant have untold wealth, and although Triumph City is not as prosperous as the Ideal City, they have much more than just a settlement in Triumph City.

If you count the size of the entire legion, the wealth of the ten ideal cities cannot match the total amount possessed by the Wilantes, and each of them is extremely proud of the miracles they have created.

Today's Willant people should no longer call him by his name like a child in need of care......

Bennott's Adam's apple moved, and his breathing suddenly stagnated.

Really, won't?

Thinking of the survivors of Westsail Harbor, he suddenly lost that confidence.

There was even a moment when even his own heart had a feeling of empathy.

Quake, who was sitting across from him, spoke his heart in a very soft voice.

“…… The whole city was calling his name. ”

"That's what's happening in Triumph City right now."