"Do you really believe what he says?"

Walking on the way back to the barracks and looking at Edward, who had always been silent, Alan finally couldn't help but ask, his expression was still a little hesitant: "It's those reincarnations, past lives, and what you have seen...... Or something?"

Edward was slightly stunned, and then looked at his little wife with a smile: "Why do you ask that?"

When she heard him say this, the blonde girl didn't answer, and there was a bit of strange emotion in her blue eyes - usually if it was a fake, this nasty guy would often deliberately pretend to be a little convinced, and even go to great lengths to explain a non-existent lie, as if he didn't do that would not show how stupid he was, how smart he was, annoying Edward!

So, whenever he is calmer, the more he doesn't seem to take it to heart, but when he really senses the problem - this is a guy who will hide everything in his heart, a guy who will carry all the burdens on his body.

Sooner or later, sooner or later, he will be crushed by the burden on his body......

"Huh?" Just when Alan gradually bowed his head and his expression became more and more lonely, he felt that his right hand was grabbed, and the girl looked at it suddenly, and the black-haired knight's face had a somewhat playful smile, and his right hand that was held was still ...... Ten finger buttons.

"Y-What are you going to do?"

"I just couldn't help but do it when I saw my little wife worried about me. With a chuckle, Edward smiled as if helpless and sighed, "You don't have to take what that guy named Asriel said to heart, really. ”

"Why?"

"Because no one can prove that what he said is right. All right...... Even if he's right, so what? Who cares what I was like in my last life?" said Edward, with a tone full of nonchalance, "What's your name?" Where to live. Do what...... No one cares, they just need to know, I'm Edward Wetwood, and that's enough. ”

"Because in this world, there is indeed a guy named Edward Witwood, and there is a group of people who care about me. Edward turned his head slightly, and his deep eyes met the little wife in front of him: "I didn't live for my previous life, I lived for them." I live for my current self. ”

The waves of the river were still flowing rapidly, but Edward's steps were getting more and more solid. If there is any difference between the current self and the squire who was locked up at the beginning, it may be at this point - not a "time-traveler", there is no past, there is only one Edward Witwood, and that is me!

"Whether it's the past or the previous life...... There's no point in talking about that, we're looking for the future. Edward seemed to say to Allen, as if telling himself, "And the most important future now is to live." Hold the Eagle Fall Mountain, and never let the enemy advance another half step!"

Wait for the group to arrive in front of the barracks gate. The entire Banner Regiment was in full swing - repairing wooden walls, erecting watchtowers, digging trenches...... Among the entire Turin Legion of the Vast Land, the Battle Banner Legion may not be the strongest and most persevering, but it is definitely the best at these civil engineering projects, even on this relatively gentle slope, these soldiers with broadswords in one hand and a cross pickaxe in the other hand can build a complete and strong military camp.

There were not many dense woods on the slopes of Eagle Downhill, so wood was scarce to use as beams and pillars - the soldiers had to build a wall of earth from the trenches and gravel, river water, and a small amount of binder, and collect as much wood as they could that had not yet been burned.

Lund pirates, West Coast mercenaries, warriors from the Eagle's Nest Valley and from the tribes around the fortress of the Twin Towers, soldiers of Turin...... There was no difference between them in the entire barracks, the one who carried the hoe and the Turin shield shoveled the soil was probably a Lund, the one who helped him deliver the water bag was an attendant from the West Coast, and the one who came to change shifts was a centurion who was a wandering knight from the south.

Green River Valley, Red Horse Canyon, Levant Mountains, Hantu City, Twin Towers Fortress...... The long period of more than a year and nearly two years has made these people more and more familiar with their relationship with each other, and the Battle Banner Legion, which originally seemed to be fragmented, has begun to separate from each other.

People kept leaving the collective, people kept joining, and the only thing that didn't change was the blood-stained blood cross battle flag, full of enemy blood, and more and more vivid.

Looking at the red cross on a black background fluttering in front of the barracks gate, Edward could vaguely remember what he had told Marco Tasker when he set out from the Green River Valley—he was not their savior, but their commander, the commander who led them to kill, to fight for wealth and glory.

They gave their lives to themselves in exchange for the promise of being able to move from victory to victory.

"We've done as fast as we can, but there's still a lot of work left unfinished. Wiping the sweat from his face, Repinus walked into the barracks tent without even putting on his shirt, panting: "It will take time to completely consolidate the wall, but I'm afraid it's too late." ”

"Then take care of the front first, and erect the guard tower as soon as possible - if the Blue Wolf Clan plans to make another night attack, they will definitely come from the front. Edward nodded, "They've already succeeded the first time, so the second time will definitely be like that." ”

"One more thing, our ignition agent, oil and cannon...... Didn't bring much, there were six ballistas. Repinus pursed his lips: "I'm afraid it can't be like before." ”

"It's okay, we don't have to hold out for too long this time – a day or two at most. Edward patted him on the shoulder: "Within a day or two, the entire eagle falling down the mountain will be full of flaming goshawk battle flags!"

"Tell all the brethren that this is our last battle in Hantu, and after destroying the Blue Wolf Clan, there will be no enemy in the entire Hantu who will dare to challenge the majesty of the Duke of Hantu City!" Edward said in a deep voice: "How much they want to be paid, and how much land they want to get in Hanland, it depends on how many battles they can win in this battle, and how many enemies they can kill who dare to challenge the Flame Goshawk Banner!"

"Understood!" the Chief Centurion nodded and walked out the door, but stopped the moment he stepped out the door, looking at Edward who was still groping around the map.

"Lord Witwood, will this be your last battle?"

"Me?" Edward laughed a little stunned and let out a long sigh, "In Hantu...... Maybe it's the last time, maybe I'll never go back to Handi again in my life. ”

"And what about after that?"

"That's for later. Edward smiled and shook his head: "Maybe I'll go to Fort Horn and The Hague in the south, where my wife and I are in the territory, Dominica in the south will not be short of wars - or I can try to do business, I still know the Otovik family in the southern star city." ”

"What about you, where are you going to go when the war is over?" Edward asked rhetorically, "Do you want to go back and inherit the family title, or do you plan to continue to do it?" I can help you with the latter, if the former...... Then I can only bless the Radiant Cross to bless you, and I will go to your wedding when it comes. ”

"Maybe I'll stay in Handi - whoever was able to serve Lord Edward Witwood as chief centurion, the Duke of Hantu City would definitely want me to stay. Refinus also smiled and nodded: "Maybe I'll go to The Hague Port as well to see what your territory looks like." ”

"Then I will welcome you at any time. Edward raised the corners of his mouth, "But only if we survive, and send that guy named Asriel to hell." ”

"Prepare the brethren, my chief centurion—to-night will not be a quiet night. (To be continued.) )