Volume 7 Chapter 5 (1/2)
Appreciation for LordBunnyBone’s devotion for chapter 01 and 02 of this volume
Translated by Tianic
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”Sit down” After entering the tent, I talked to Carlos and my bros over the table, ”I see you've kept yourselves busy”
”Indeed, but led and sat down, ”But I a all the work!”
We laughed
”Sir, however, I need to get one thing straight” Carlos asked, ”Why did you give Lord Priest back York Tyrant? Was it only because he's the priest's niece?”
”I wish for an easier answer Actually, it’s not the point whether York Tyrant was his niece or not
I sighed, ”The point is that I need to at least show sos You see, they cahtering all of the former officers anyway Hoould you feel if you were them?”
”But you don’t need to return the one with the highest rank!” Moya said, ”That guy's an asshole”
”O, adier, it's hell of a deal!”
I chuckled and said, ”Our ulti those officers is ai the soldiers So to let one or two to slip away is totally fine”
”I see!” Carlos nodded, ”Though I've been in the army for quite a while and I've served in many positions, frankly, I've never seen any officers as corrupted as them”
”They're not officers, they ain seniority” Wilder resentfully said, ”While acting to be pretentious at tied to transfer themselves away before the War”
”You're right, but that's only part of the reasons” I said to everyone with a s of which, let me tell you the whole reason why these formers officers became corrupted, in case you become the same”
”The real reason lies in the fact that these temple-deployed officers will throw all the bad reputations they've caused onto the collective reputation of the Ninth Legion They didn't care about the Legion's reputation because they'll have us to take over the ion is on a death ht be all dead, let alone our designation So they had nothing to worry about”
”Are we really in grave danger?”
”Indeed, if we keep on acting like this, I wonder we'll be long lost even before the war” I smiled bitterly, ”If we ht still be a chance”
”No way!” Wilder was startled, ”Is it that serious?”
”Positive”
”So how should we train the ok to some extent, I can tell…”
”Doing ok? They’re faking it!” I said without any doubt, ”Slave soldiers are, hahaha, they're even harder to deal with than corrupted officers!”
My bros were all stunned, eyes widened, they ithout the least idea why I said so
”It's simple, what are slave soldiers for?” I said word by word, ”They're the unlucky ones to die for the entire United Force Now, you guess what's on their minds once they know about this?”
The four men shook their heads
”They will think 'Anyhow, nobody takes us seriously We'll die anyway' Thus there's no such thing as loyalty for slave soldiers” I said, ”I guarantee that once the enemy initiates a surrender demand, all the slave soldiers will run to them like rabbits”
”So what should we do?”
”Induce the as we show that we're different fro us is the only way to live, this warfor”
”But we've no money!” Jack said bitterly, ”What's the inducement?”
I asked back, ”What do slaves want most?”
”I know it!” Moya roared, ”It's freedom!”
I shook my head
”Slaves ant freedom are the creative ones” I told Moya, ”If you check our soldiers out, they don't need freedo free”
Then it was Moya's et it”
”I' to live for for our slave soldiers” I explained carefully, ”If we give them freedom, they will be too anxious to live instead”
”No way?” Moya scratched his head, ”How could that possible?”
”Funny, right? But it’s a fact” I said, ”Slowly and shest orders; on the other hand, we change their lives bit by bit To awaken the desire that hides underneath their souls, they need to be changed from inside out
”En, Boss,” Moya said, ”just tell us how to do it I just can't get it”
”To be specific, we're cohed, ”You need to get the soldier's necessary infors to me!”
”Sir, yes, sir!”
”That'll be it!” I drank up lass and said, ”Commanders, assemble the second and third division on the field I'll have a speech!”
After ht
I wondered, even my closest bros cannot understand my ideas, how could I infuse them to train well my soldiers? The soldiers were different in race They came from the bottom of the society They had bad habits and fickle mindsets What was more, the former officers that I executed had already infused their evil practices to h
Although I had iven the men with primary education, which I could at least reason with As for the gangsters who came from the society’s bottom, money and force will press them
However, slave soldiers were much different These ht look sluggish now, but once they were on the battlefield, I doubted they'll fight for h on theainst them by instinct if I played soft on them
Sigh, I can only be successful if I had their heart
Headache, fucking problems!
I decided to put all of this away and took a walk outside
Stars turned over in the night sky They glittered above the dark blue curtain as several thin clouds played over to cover the ht the s I was refreshed and relaxed by trails of faint scent
I strolled along the pathway in the ca me since the Dark City project, and it was their first ti me annoyed by affairs like this
I was distraught If I had Fischer around
”damn, why do I think about him? Fischer is the Chief Operator now, he must also be much troubled” I shook my head and canceled this attractive idea then settledfrom the camp
There wasn’tto sleep Only once in a while did a piece of laughter come over
I eased my faint head and prepared to return when I saw a soldier standing in the shadow from a distance
”Co back to sleep?”
”En… I think… it's…” He said, head lowered, ”Sir, I will go to sleep once you're gone”
”Oh? Why?” I wondered, ”Why would you want to do that?”
The soldier was a little anxious, he scratched his head and said, ”I…”
”Answer the commander!” An IGT came closer His movement told me he wanted to punch the soldier
”Tellyou want”
”Yes, sir” The soldier said in a lowered tone, ”You're sitting on my… quilt”
”Quilt!” I gazed at the stone I was sitting on I cannot iine how such a tiny space under the rock I sat on is enough to hold a piece of quilt
”Show me” I said, ”Take it out now”
The thin and weak-looking soldier bent over and lifted the stone then fetched a small wrap underneath
”Is this your quilt?” I gazed at the dirty-ish rag in his hands, ”How could it work on you?”
Though it was night, I could still tell this blackish thing was supposed to be white in color
As a th or the thickness, it did not resemble a piece of quilt, let alone it had many holes on it
”It is, sir” The soldier gestured and put on the piece of cloth The poor guy could only cover half of his body with it, ”This is the only part that'll feel cold when I sleep, so covering this part is enough for me”
The soldiers said with satisfaction while I was a bit grieved
”Why do you hide it under the stone?” I drew him to sit down and said, ”Tell me, what else do you have except for this piece of quilt?”
”My co earlier, then we had to have the ht steal it, so I hid it under the stone” The soldier said, ”This is the only thing I have, nothing else”