In a small town covered by night in the Duchy of Falcon, perhaps because of the war period, people's sense of security has been reduced a lot, so the streets of the town seem very deserted. Most of the vendors who closed their stalls very late in the past went home early, but there were no places but they would not be affected at any time. Not only would they not be affected, but they would flourish slightly because of the chaos in the current situation. The tavern was the representative of it.

At this time, in the only tavern in the town, it was already full, with noise, noise and scolding making the already chaotic tavern even more unbearable...

"You lost again? There are too many cheaters in Parker Casino, and they told you not to go."

"Haha, the boss has another dark beer!"

"Hey, have you got some good things today? The veterans on the battlefield should have a lot of spoils, right?"

"Have you heard that? The Scarlet Fortress seems to be a little unbearable. I have a fellow villager running for logistics there. According to him, it is difficult for the army's logistics to enter the fortress again..."

"Ahhh, it's really a mistake for the Principality to fight the Church with its own strength..."

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Of course, the topic of war is always the best dish. Although few people present have seen it with their own eyes and participated in the war, this does not prevent them from expressing their "high opinions". After all, it is always easier to say, especially in such occasions. However, as a place where cities and towns are mixed, the tavern obviously does not know that there are boring drinkers, thieves selling stolen goods, thieves looking for new financial owners, and even robbers who spy on caravan intelligence.

But as long as they do not reveal their identity, no one will care about them, because as long as the owner of the tavern can earn money from the wine, he will not do anything other than his "job"...

Bang!

Suddenly, the door of the tavern was pushed open with force, and a broken figure with a crutch tilted his body appeared outside the door. The originally lively tavern suddenly became silent, and everyone focused their attention on him...

Tat...

Soon, the figure moved. He first took his left foot, then quickly moved the crutch under his right armpit, and then pushed the slightly hunched body on his back forward with difficulty. Finally, he walked out of the ordinary person and could take a step with a soft voice. At this time, many people discovered why this figure looked a bit broken. It turned out that he had lost one right leg!

Tat!

As the figure gradually walked towards the bar, a face full of vicissitudes but still firmness appeared under the light. The man looked about thirty years old, with brown hair, and was wearing a casual military uniform of the Duchy of Falcon, and the clothes looked extremely neat, showing how much his owner loved it.

Although his body was broken, every time this man took a step, he would raise his head high and show a sense of a soldier's unique arrogance. He was obviously a very professional soldier, at least in the past...

"Who is this guy?"

"He! Just a fool who pretends to be noble! It is said that he was the captain of a cavalry squad before, but in the first offensive and defensive battle of the Scarlet Fortress, he was beaten hard from behind by an orc Skywalker. Although he survived in the end, he lost one leg and had half his waist... Of course, the army could only send him back to his hometown, but he did not go back, but stayed here..."

"Do you look quite awesome? Why do you say he is a fool?"

"Hmph...you don't know this? Although the Principality gave him some pensions, the amount of money was not enough to drink water. He came to drink every day and spent all his money in just a few weeks. Not only did he sleep on the street every day, but he also owed the boss a lot of money to drink... But it was obvious that he still held the "dignity of a soldier". He wore this tiger skin every day to scare who! It is said that the richest boss in the town once looked for him, hoping that he could

Using his relationship in the army, I can connect with my superiors so that the boss of Kafei can make some war money. It is said that the boss of Kafei took out 10,000 standard gold coins as a thank-you gift. What a good person! But that guy... he was such a bad guy! He even scolded Kafei, but he was immediately scolded by someone's bodyguard. If the police officer in the town really couldn't stand it, he would probably have been beaten to death at that time. Do you think he was a fool?"

"This... is he really crazy? He refuses such good things..."

"Isn't that... What I look down on the most is such a person who is ignorant of the current affairs. He pretends to be aloof in front of others, but he still comes here to drink every day. He really thinks he is still a military master now!"

"Shhh...don't be so loud..."

Amid the whispers of most contempt, the incomprehensible soldier slowly walked to the bar with a difficult step, then put his heavy on the chair and gently placed his crutches aside...

"Old, boss... have a glass of soju."

Although the soldier's voice was not loud, he was very powerful and powerful. At this time, his tone was very hesitant and embarrassed, and his face was very ugly...

"Sergeant Edward, you haven't paid for the wine for a month, and the walls are almost no longer drawn."

Looking at the tavern owner who had already bald and had gained weight in front of him, but had been taking good care of himself, and the wall covered with chalk marks behind him, the soldier named Edward smiled awkward, and then touched his pocket. Unfortunately, it was still the same as a month ago, with nothing...

"Just, just one cup, or half a cup... tomorrow I will sell the Eagle Medal on my body. The antique shop owner said before that he would be willing to pay... two gold coins."

The boss looked at Edward with a bitter face for a while, then sighed slightly, turned around and gently stroked a light on the wall...

"Don't sell the medals, after all, it's all covered with blood from comrades."

Looking at the glass of brown soju in front of him, Edward looked at the boss with gratitude, then picked up the wine glass and closed his eyes and enjoyed it like a treasure...

"Sergeant Edward, there are some things... don't force yourself too much, forget what you should forget."

Hearing the boss's words, Edward gently put down the cup with half of the wine left, then shook his head with a wry smile, his eyes full of sadness and helplessness...

He was originally the captain of a cavalry squad of the elite legion of the Falcon Principality - [Iron Feather Legion]. Because of his generous and open-minded personality, he was very popular among his subordinates. However, in that fierce offensive and defensive battle, they, as the main force of the assault, fell into a hard battle with the legion. He even watched his subordinates and comrades who were with him day and night fell one by one in front of him. In the end, he also fell down and became the only person who survived the entire team...

Due to his heroic battle, the Principality immediately awarded him a very precious eagle medal, but he was not happy with this medal that was completely exchanged for the blood of his comrades. Later, he was physically disabled and sent back to his hometown after receiving a not-so-large pension. But just as he was about to set off, he received a terrible news that the village where he was originally located was attacked by a group of chaotic troops, and there was no living in the village, so...

He completely lost his belongings, and after wandering to this small town, he finally got tired.

"Forget... how could I forget, forget... I really became a dog, a betrayed dog... I have nothing now, except that medal, this dress, and... the little dignity left..."

After suddenly pouring the soju in the glass into his throat, Edward seemed a little drunk. Seeing his face flushed and his eyes were scattered, the boss could only shake his head helplessly, then turned around to greet other guests. Everything in the tavern passed quickly. In just a few minutes, most people forgot about the existence of this soldier, leaving only a decadent body lying weakly on the bar...

"Sir, are you interested in having a drink?"

Suddenly, a voice with a faint smile came into Edward's ears. He immediately raised his head, opened his confused drunk eyes, and looked at the middle-aged man wearing a brown cloth, ordinary-looking but smiling face...

"Who are you?"

"Haha, it doesn't matter who I am. I just hope to have a good drink with a real soldier like Mr. Edward, boss! Two of the most expensive Red Randy!"

Hearing this voice, the boss said nothing, and immediately pulled out a bottle of wine from the top floor of the wine cabinet behind him to rescue the untouched wine from the tavern. Then, he slowly filled two goblets and placed them in front of the two. Then, after taking two bright gold coins, he walked away with a sensible look...

"Oh? Thank you very much..."

Edward was not polite, so he took the goblet in front of him and then drank a cow. Seeing the boss in the distance, he kept shaking his head, as if he was a pity for his fine wine.

"Ha...tsk tsk, this smell is really nothing to say."

"Sergeant Edward is indeed heroic! Of course, the villain admires it very much."

"You... said so many good things and paid so much money... What's the purpose?"

Although I drank a lot of wine, Edward, who was over 30 years old, knew very well that there was no free lunch in the world, and the other party must have a purpose to treat him like this.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, the middle-aged man immediately smiled slightly, then put down his wine glass, slowly took out a piece of white paper from his arms that seemed to be written, and gently pushed it in front of Edward...

"This is……"

Edward immediately leaned over and looked at the text on it carefully, but the more he saw the back, the more frightened his face became, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable horror...

"You guys... can really?"

After reading all the text, Edward immediately pinched the paper in front of him into a ball, put it in his mouth and chewed it quickly. While swallowing the white paper, he asked the middle-aged man beside him...

"Of course, we need iron-blooded soldiers like Sergeant Edward now. As long as the Sergeant is willing to agree, you will be able to return to your past style immediately!"

While speaking, the middle-aged man gently rolled up his sleeves. Suddenly, a black hourglass pattern with angels and demons wings came into Edward's eyes. He had not seen this sign before. He had heard about the organization before the war...

"You... are sure that you can really do it?"

"Of course, I swear in the name of truth and wisdom, absolutely."

After hearing the middle-aged man's oath, Edward gritted his teeth and lowered his head and thought. After a long time, a decisive light suddenly burst out in his eyes. Then he took the middle-aged man's wine glass and drank all the remaining wine inside. He put down the cup heavily and said in a deep voice:

"Okay! I'll join! That immortal army of ten thousand people..."

"Haha, very good! On behalf of Mu, I welcome Mr. Edward to join us, let's go now."

After a few chuckles, the middle-aged man took Edward to quickly leave the tavern from the back door that the boss had already opened. At this time, no one noticed the disappearing figures of the two of them. The tavern... was still so lively.

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"Mr. Edward, the villain will send you here, and you can do what you will do later as the organization said."

More than an hour later, in a dense forest far from the town, Edward, with a confused face, slowly walked down from a black carriage. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was shocked. On the only open space in the jungle, a huge airship shining with metallic luster was parked steadily on the ground. At the same time, there were many black carriages parked around, and there were also many disabled soldiers standing around the carriage...

"Please get on board quickly, you'll take off soon!"

After hearing the sound of the trumpets from the airship, Edward didn't think much and immediately walked onto the airship with a difficult step. At this time, in front of the airship's highest control room, a man wearing a silver sand cloak with two knives of different lengths hung around his waist. His face was solemn and his eyes were quietly looking at the soldiers waiting for the ship below.

"Go to register for those who are waiting for the boat, and then conduct preliminary physical testing on them one by one."

After saying this simple words to a mage next to him who was wearing a black robe and lowered his head slightly, Caperilk turned around and walked back to the control room quickly, and all the soldiers boarded the ship.

"Rise the anchor! Take off!"

So, with the sound of Captain Goblin's trumpet, the gas in the airship's airbag was quickly heated and slowly rose into the air...

"Hello, my name is Felix. I am the deputy battalion commander of the Seventh Swordsman Battalion, the Second Legion of the Principality. Which unit are you from?"

Looking at the young man beside him who had a left arm missing and a deep scar on his face, as if he was only twenty-four or five years old and stretched out his right arm to him, Edward smiled a little awkwardly, and then shook hands with the other party...

"My name is Edward, I am the captain of the Iron Feather Army, the Second Cavalry Battalion, and the Third Squad. Strictly speaking, I want to call you the commander..."

"Haha, what commander... He was used as a shield by friendly forces and almost went to the military court. How dare you use this title... But what do you think of this organization?"

"However, we are all abandoned garbage. Since someone is willing to ask for it and gives us the chance to go to the battlefield again, we can only work hard... After all, we are all people with nothing, and even the necromancers are too lazy to ask for our souls. That's all, we must fight and prove our existence through battle, because we can only fight..."

“That’s right…”

Just as the two were talking, those who registered and inspected also came around them, so the two immediately stopped talking, and the airship gradually accelerated...

"Prepare to land!"

Three hours later, Captain Goblin's still loud horn woke everyone who was already a little drowsy, but when everyone opened their eyes, they were all shocked because there was a magnificent sky city in front of them...

"Everyone, please come to the square later. The leader has important things now, not in Xinghui City, but he will return to the city tomorrow, so everyone should try to adapt to the subsequent 'healing' measures."

When Edward slowly walked off the airship with the team, he found that the sky city was bigger than he thought. Although he had only seen this miracle building once, when he turned his sight to the square ahead, he found that several airships had already been parked outside the dock, and there were three airships slowly descending in the sky. But what surprised him the most were the many soldiers of different nationalities in the square, including the griffin Principality that he had fought to the death...

"What are you doing... Mu wants to find so many defeated soldiers and soldiers..."

Although there were many former enemies in front of us, Edward and all the soldiers knew that everyone was just fighting for the country, and there was nothing to be resentful. And the moment they agreed to join Mu, they were no longer soldiers of a certain country...

After slowly walking to the already crowded square with a crutch, Edward and everyone stood quietly in their respective positions according to the arrangements of several people wearing silver-sand cloaks in the square. Soon, the originally lively square suddenly fell silent. Although their bodies were already broken, these soldiers struggled to straighten their backs, raise their heads, and put their legs and hands together.
To be continued...