The bustling crowd was irritating, and despite the torrential rain, the streets of Catrice City were still filled with hurried citizens.

It was just after 8 p.m., which was the time when there was a large influx of people from the nearby industrial area who had finished their work. The avenue that runs through the city is filled with groups of members in work clothes, armed with various rain gears, dragging their tired bodies through the stormy streets.

Countless crowds walked on the stormy streets, and the two figures, one large and one small, Curt and Lizzie, looked so inconspicuous in the crowd.

After Dean François handed over information about Ӱ and Ultramarines to Curt , Curt smirked and led Lizzie out of his personal laboratory. And François, who was highly poisoned, warmly invited them to join his camp before they left.

In the name of confronting a common enemy, François said: "It is absolutely impossible to contend with the forces that are now scattered and scattered against almost all the organizations of the state...... Even the eyes of wisdom alone are not enough. I know this is a difficult decision, but you have to think that we are the only group in this Dominion that can stand up to the Ultramarines. ”

François knew very well that whatever choice the two Leinster family made after this, as long as they wanted to stay in the Dominion of Osattaria, they would have to rely on their strength. A fait accompli has been forged, Curt has stepped into the chariot of reformers for his work, and Lizzie ...... This girl was a little different from an apprentice of the same age. But as a minor, she could only follow Curt's decision.

"Curt, what do you think of that guy's suggestion?"

But François did not know that the girl, whom he despised her, was discussing herself with Curt in a low voice: "I keep my point of view. He should also be the kind of person who will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal. It's unclear what his intentions were, but those words were just a part of the effort to win us over. ”

The enemy of the enemy is a friend, and there may be many people who think this way - but this is by no means a matter of course, because the enemy of the enemy can also be a group of people with opposing positions. The two of them came to the Dominion to avoid the scourge of "stance".

"Hmm...... What do you say?" Curt smiled in embarrassment, and Lizzie said that he knew this, and all he cared about was how to deal with the Ultramarines. "I'd love to play with steaming like I used to, but there's no place to hide now. ”

You can't just run away to the woods of the North and dig a cellar and hide it—Curt jokingly threw out a meaningless proposal. If they can't even stay in the Dominion because of the influence of the ultramarine faction, then the two of them will indeed have to run to the inaccessible Zhongbei region.

He was not so proud that he thought François was on his own against the Ultramarines. If this collective, dominated by the old guard in the empire, seeks to restore power in the interests of the government. Then it won't be long before the conflict with the reformers erupts...... The most passive in this conflict are undoubtedly ordinary people who do not know anything about it.

Curt casually glanced at the passers-by who walked around him—smiling people, tired people, sad faces, depressed people...... People of all kinds of demeanors are all strangers in this moment, without exception.

Mixed with a self-deprecating sigh, Curt shook his head and said, "Seriously, since that guy died. I gave up on being a 'hero' completely. Not like him. I'm not a warm-hearted person who would give my life to protect the peace of people I don't know. ”

Even though the surrounding area was violently attacked by terrorist groups only a few days ago, the inhabitants of the city did not react aggressively. After understanding the so-called "status quo", they again began to continue their day-to-day lives. Perhaps in their eyes, those attacks were nothing more than the gang vendettas that continued in the city, and only became a talking point after dinner.

Passing by him are countless people running for their own lives, each carrying their own worries and pursuing their dreams at the same time. Maybe they have their own hopes. Perhaps those hopes have long since turned to despair - but there is no doubt that they still support what they love. Towards the coming tomorrow.

It's just their daily routine...... In this city, countless lives meet here, and they also merge into endless joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

But such "routines" are incomparably fragile, and their lives and violence are separated from killing. As long as those powerful groups have this mind, this "peace" will dissipate into the air in a matter of moments, like a bubble piled up.

The ultramarines, whose so-called justification for their actions were merely for the "benefit" of a small group of people was enough - this was what made Curt extremely unhappy. It's not about right or wrong, it's just a clash of positions, he wants to maintain this routine, and the other party wants to change it.

Similar to the other side, Curt's point of origin is also difficult to justify with the simplicity of the guò language. He was just a mercenary, neither a member of the garrison nor a member of the army, and even if he had the nature of a militia, he could not hide the fact that Curt's actions had passed the mercenary's authority.

"I think you're thinking a little bit too much, what do you mean to be a hero, to guard peace, or whatever...... Are you sentimental because you think of those idiots?"

It was a very different tone from the menacing tone of the past, and Lizzie didn't scoff at Curt's claims. Perhaps because of the identity of the enemy, Curt noticed that Lizzie seemed to be nostalgic for the past, and her lifeless eyes showed a slightly different glow than usual.

Hmph - that's stupid.

Soon, that look dissipated, and Lizzie snorted mockingly and said, "Is it because you encountered the faction of your old friends that you started to mourn those old things? Even if it is really a part of the 'Ultramarine Faction' that appears here, it is only a few fragments." ”

Curt and Lizzie, as well as many of their former companions who had encountered the Ultramarines in the Empire's borderlands, the Ultramarines who Abbot François, and the Immortals in the Dominion, still existed during the factional struggles within the Empire...... These are not necessarily the body of this giant lapis lazuli.

They do have extraordinary talents and skills, so they are immersed in the power of talent and lose themselves. If he had no talent, he would be just a clown, but if it was the members of the Ultramarine Faction that Curt and the others had fought against, there was no doubt that they were all geniuses among geniuses.

Because of this, they will look down on everything in the world, and on the road to the pursuit of perfection, they will go in a direction where they must face many enemies. They may think that the power of their organization is enough to fight everyone, and they will end up being strangled by more powerful forces.

If Curt and their achievements at that time were concerned, they uprooted one chamber after another, and eventually destroyed a structure the size of an army. The organization was dismantled because their members had dispersed, and the organization had been disbanded for various reasons.

At the time, they thought they had won - but it was just pure wishful thinking. The Ultramarines are so huge, even though their apparent power is shattered, and it is difficult for them to form a powerful group again...... But secretly there is still power.

It's been a long time since the last great war, and after all these years, the Ultramarines have changed a lot from within themselves. Not only them, but even those who once fought alongside them are now scattered all over the world, and some of them may be dry bones in the grave.

As for the current Ultramarines who are trying to restore power, they may be the successors of the sorcerer ideas of the past, or they may just be maggots that breed on the huge corpse. Whatever the possibility, the technology they have shows that China's flag is not just a casual shout.

"Or is it that you've enjoyed peace for too long and your brain has rusted? With that, Lizzie took two gentle steps forward, then turned to look at Curt and said, "'Raven' Curt?, my dearest brother—do you remember the number of humans who died on your hands in the last war?"

Lizzie's expression was as relaxed as ever, almost as simple as asking the question "What to eat tonight". Curt, who was questioned by her, was silent, not because he didn't know how to answer, because he knew very well that his hands were already covered with unwashed blood.

"Intentionally or not...... I don't really remember that combined. "And I don't know what kind of life experience the person I killed has or what kind of daily life he is living...... All I did was kill them with the weapon in my hand. ”

Both Curt and Lizzie knew very well that each other's hands were not clean - after all, at that time, in order to survive, they sometimes had to kill those who wanted to kill themselves. And those who may have been innocent and involved in destruction and killing are not necessarily immune.

It used to be human, but now it has become a "non-human" being...... This is also out of their own choice.

"So isn't it a simple question? We always think we're going to make the best choice, but we unknowingly go down the worst path. So Lizzie smiled and concluded, "Before we know the results, we just have to think about how to beat those bastards." ”

Boom Boom

As if to match the leisurely smile on the girl's face, a violent light suddenly flashed at the far end of the horizon, and a huge roar rolled through the stormy tent towards the path where the two were located. (To be continued!)

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