West side of the Court of Light, prisoner of war camp.

There is a warehouse for goods from the Zanro Plateau, a pen for the Wyvern, and a branch of the Ebony Barracks.

The prisoner of war camp was encased in these three people, and now there are more than a hundred black knights.

Whether it's a warehouse, a corral, or a newly built barracks, there is an endless amount of work, and these black knights are used as labor for the time being.

Moving the last box of goods down, Olivier waited for the soldiers in front of him to load his new things into a truck and take them away.

But he didn't wait.

The soldier looked back a few times, then grinned at him:

"Brother, today's work is done, you can go back and rest."

Go back and rest?

As a captive, Olivier found this statement harsh.

Especially the other party's attitude, it made him feel an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.

If it was in the Northlands, or outside of McCalalla, the guards spoke to the captives with some kind of banter and ridicule.

But he couldn't see a trace of malice in the young face in front of him.

The other party seemed to really say that he could go back to rest, and it wasn't even a joke.

Instead of leaving, Olivier stepped aside and sat down against the sack on the floor.

He looked up at the blue sky, and for a moment his brain was emptied, and he felt calmer than ever.

"What's the matter, brother, aren't you going back?"

The young soldier sat down against him.

"Not going back."

Olivier shook his head.

"Those people don't like me, although there are your people to maintain order, but I don't feel comfortable being looked at like that."

"Oh...... I remember. The soldier suddenly said, "You are the 'Erwuzai'?" ”

Olivier was stunned: "Erwuzai? What is that? ”

"That's what traitors mean, that's what the skeleton instructors teach. I didn't go to the front, but I heard that in the team that came back, there was an Eternal Dawn lurker who mocked the other captives and almost caused a mutiny, right? Anyway, you're really a 'two-five boy'? ”

“……”

Oliver felt that staying here was not much less of a social death than going back.

But he replied, "I'm not...... I laugh at them, they dare not admit that you are the people of the Eternal Dawn. ”

"Huh? Why? The soldier wondered, "We are not the people of the Eternal Dawn, although Instructor Gawain, Instructor Bedwell and a few other new instructors are, but they have already left, and besides, it is the Sheep Catching Instructor who really trains us, he is a skeleton alas......"

"I know you're not, I know now."

"So you're wrong?"

"I didn't ...... It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong. Olivier snorted, "If they were, they wouldn't have dared to admit it." They wouldn't admit that they lost to Eternal Dawn, so how could the Shadow Sanctuary lose to Eternal Dawn? This is a taboo that we can't talk about, especially Gawain. ”

The soldier scratched his head, which was beyond his comprehension.

What do you mean if it is......

They didn't lose to Eternal Dawn at all...... They lost to the Holy Light Warriors of Mycalla!

Besides, even if the people of Eternal Dawn come, they may not be much better than these guys.

"But aren't they your companions, why do you hate them so much?" He asked.

"I ......"

Olivier was momentarily speechless.

He suddenly remembered the moment when he made a mockery.

There was a poisonous flame burning in my heart, painful and itchy.

It was as if only the wanton venting of his frustration and the sight of the same distorted and angry emotions on the faces of others could quench his anxiety.

"You're not going to be some kind of golden people, or half-bloods, are you?" The soldier was suspicious: "You take a bite of 'them', as if you hate them very much, aren't you from Nice?" ”

"How could I be a Luku mongrel!"

Olivier blurted out, as if offended, and the man stood up.

The soldier continued to scratch his head.

Someone other than McCala...... Are they all so contradictory?

Olivier quickly calmed down, so fast that even he felt incredulous.

"I'm from Nice."

He replied, sitting back down, not knowing what to say.

He forgot how long it had taken him to last regain his composure from his anger.

It seems that I have been angry, I don't like anything, and my life is full of unhappiness.

When he heard that the prisoners of war mutinied, the lord pulled a worm out of his head, and so did several other people.

It is precisely for this reason that he was not "settled by others".

Could it be the bug?

At this time, a "street lamp" in the courtyard shook slightly, and the curly cage at the top shook and made a rustling sound.

The three-meter-high stake was held in the arms of a tree man.

The latter took root in the dirt and had a few new shoots drawn from the top of its head.

The sound alarmed the two people on this side, and the soldier hurriedly ran over.

Soon, a silver-glowing character emerged above the treeman's head:

"Notice: Within half an hour, all Black Knight prisoners of war are requested to assemble in the square on the north side of the prisoner of war camp, and if they are far away, they can apply for the use of the Split-Toed Wyvern."

This is a "bulletin board" after the magic modification of Tuba's "Yuanling Street Lamp", and there is no need for even charging stones, as long as a small tree man produced by Linumu can act as a microphone.

"Brother, half an hour ......"

"I see it."

Olivier stared at the line, and although he was looking at it from the back, he could probably catch the key information at a glance.

On the first day of being a prisoner of war, everyone wondered why they had lost to a group of hillbillies.

But after so many days of exposure, they soon discovered that in this country there was simply too much to comprehend.

For example, this simple "billboard" in front of you.

Doesn't the Northland?

No, there is.

But it only appears in the central area of the city, especially in the downtown area, and it is not like it can be found anywhere here.

Moreover, even if it appeared, someone copied the information through the "receiving end" and posted it on the bulletin board, and there was no such thing as the one in front of me......

It's amazing.

Yes, magical.

Especially the silver characters, the logos, the beautiful characters, and the faint halo surrounds it, which has a texture that only high-level magic arts and crafts have.

Olivier shook his head, not letting his envy be written on his face, it looked too much like a hillbilly.

"I'll go back, and I'll leave this cart here for you first."

"Okay, I'll send it back for you."

The soldier grinned at him and waved his hand.

"It's a good makeover, maybe it's a companion in the future."

Olivier tugged at the corners of his mouth.

He wanted to scold, but he couldn't.

…

At the same time, Heine appeared in the prisoner of war camp with Gawain, Sheep Catcher, and Guardian Kite.

The main purpose of bringing Gao Wen was to deter the captives, and bringing the sheep was used for other purposes.

Bringing the Guardian Kite is purely because I think Nebra City is boring.

Seeing that Mr. Xia and Mr. Sa pretended to force him and couldn't interject, it was really boring.

As the captives gradually arrived, Heine looked at Ryan beside him.

"How's it going, are you still used to living here?"

The corners of Ryan's mouth twitched a few times.

He was tempted to say that he was actually a captive, living in a room with someone else.

"It's okay, it's better than expected."

"Your companion didn't make trouble, did he? They didn't exclude you just because you knew us, did they? ”

"Nope."

Ryan smiled wryly: "You think highly of our ...... It's upright. On the contrary, there were a lot of people who talked to me behind my back at first, but after I found out that I was useless, there were many fewer people. ”

In fact, there is another reason.

When food, water, and safety were secured, they, the Black Knights, reaped a peace of mind that the Northland had never seen before.

It's not so much a captive as a place to recuperate.

It's warm and cozy, without cold and precepts.

This kind of treatment can only be enjoyed by the strong and nobles in the Northland, so no one makes trouble at all.

"What about the one named Olivier?" Heine asked, "Nothing happened to him, did he?" ”

"No, after taking out that worm, he was like a different person, withdrawn and silent, and everyone didn't bother to care about him."

"That's good."

Heine's jaw.

In fact, these were fed back to Loulton by the guards here through the bulletin board, and the latter sorted them out and told him.

The reason why I wanted Ryan to say it was also to give him a feeling of "I'm really useful", so as not to make him feel uneasy.

Ryan had been to McCala, so he was guilty of the invasion.

Now he has become a captive, and he has also played the role of a "coordinator" between the two sides, so he has another layer of guilt.

Heine was worried that the middle-aged man with a family would not survive.

Soon, the captives arrived.

They lined up and stood silently in the clearing.

Heine gave Gawain a look, who nodded and walked briskly over.

"I'm Gawain."

The former Sun Knight gets straight to the point:

"I'm in charge of teaching you how to be a proper Shadow Warrior."

(End of chapter)