Chapter 39 Chapter 39: Humanity Is Not Such an Inconvenient Thing
Chapter 39: Humanity Is Not Such an Inconvenient Thing
"No, merely passing through is not enough, Your Highness."
Facing Theresis's promise, Manfred rarely shook his head.
If they wanted to win, it wouldn't be difficult; what mattered was the scale of the victory they were about to achieve.
"Oh?"
He couldn't help but show a smile of interest on his face. It seemed his young general had great strategic ambitions.
"I need to borrow one more person from you."
"Who?"
"The Lord of Blood."
"...Alright, I will discuss it with him."
The Lord of Blood, one of the kings of the Ten Royal Courts, was temporarily attached to the Military Commission.
Theresis remained silent for a long time but ultimately nodded.
After Manfred left, he stood alone quietly under the huge floor-to-ceiling window, like a dark, heavy tombstone...
"Theresa, my sister, I will prove to you that the future of the Sarkaz must not be entrusted to elusive ideals and gentleness. Blood and fire are the path we should walk."
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Training Ground
"Hey, Kevin? Long time no see."
The sharp-eyed W greeted him.
"Yeah."
Kevin also saw her but didn't see the figures of Hearthstone and Ines.
"Looks like you... got a promotion? Why do I have to go through this damn training when I join here?"
Is this discrimination? W was very unhappy. Everyone joined at the same time; why such a big difference in treatment?
"The Personnel Department provides testing services and assigns positions based on ability."
Kevin looked at her strangely, his eyes containing only one meaning:
"You didn't know?"
"Huh?"
She really didn't know. After chatting with Her Highness Theresa and discussing with Hearthstone and the others, she saw Babel's recruitment notice, impulsively signed up, and never expected to be assigned to this place.
Now it seems there was such a route?
"Where are your companions?"
They should have been inseparable. Kevin asked.
"Oh, them? They left early this morning. Before leaving, Hearthstone asked me to say goodbye to you and thank you for your gift."
As W spoke, she felt a bit strange. She hadn't seen Kevin give Hearthstone any gift.
But she figured it probably wasn't anything very valuable?
"Hey Kevin, what did you give?"
Unable to contain her curiosity, she nudged Kevin's waist with her elbow.
"Your hiring fee."
"Oh, that's nothing then. A little hiring fee is just a few coins."
W showed a disdainful smile, waving her hand boredly. She thought it was something weird, like Kevin's car.
Just talking about money, she had saved quite a bit over the years—quite a few Victoria coins, even a little bit of gold pounds.
Enough to update her standard equipment once over.
"Indeed not much. Converted to your units, it's only about 10kg of Red Gold."
Kevin nodded in agreement.
Meeting the "Doctor" at Babel was indeed a pleasant surprise, but Kevin hadn't forgotten those who guided him. He paid, the mercenaries solved the problem—perfectly justified.
So he left a "small gift" in Hearthstone's food box. At least in his view, this "transaction" was equivalent.
"I knew it, just 10kg of Red Gold... Red Gold... How much?! 10kg!!"
As W muttered, her smile gradually stiffened and twisted, her laughter sounding like an old duck being choked.
You call 10kg of Red Gold a hiring fee?! Was our squad that expensive?
No, that's not the problem!!
The most important thing is that Hearthstone and Ines ran off with this huge hiring fee! Without giving her a single share!
No wonder Hearthstone was in such a hurry that night! So that's what happened!
"Sarkaz profanity Hearthstone! Ines you Sarkaz slang!"
W cursed at the sky. With the intense resentment emanating from her now, it was hard not to suspect that if Hearthstone and Ines appeared before her again, she'd probably shove a few "potatoes" laced with something at them.
The commotion drew everyone's attention.
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Babel, having just left the center of the battlefield, enjoyed nearly half a month of peace.
"Strike."
Kevin commanded softly. A reserve Guard operator was clearly very nervous, but his eyes revealed a hint of determination.
A standard vertical slash!
Moderate strength, reserved power, stable stance, no signs of looseness.
Thorns clicked his tongue in admiration. This guy was just a rookie who knew nothing half a month ago. But considering his robust Sarkaz physique, Babel still recruited him.
Who knew he'd transform so quickly? Once he sees blood, he'll basically become a qualified warrior. But...
Thorns looked at him with some pity in his eyes.
Kevin's left hand slapped horizontally against the blade. His pale palm gripped the back of the sword like iron tongs and pressed down. The reserve operator almost stumbled and fell but managed to steady himself.
Counter-slashing upward, Kevin casually let go and stepped back. The reserve operator instantly left himself wide open.
It's over. Thorns couldn't bear to watch and covered his eyes.
Thud!
A dull sound of flesh colliding rang out. The operator flew backward without suspense.
"Good progress. Training ends here for today. Dismissed."
Kevin was quite satisfied with their performance. At least races in a state of war didn't disappoint him. Though they still lacked necessary willpower, that could be cultivated later.
"Heh, good work."
Taking the water Thorns tossed over, Kevin took a few casual sips. His eyes seemed somewhat different compared to before.
Thorns believed it wasn't her imagination.
What had Kevin experienced in these past two weeks?
.......
Over these two weeks, Kevin experienced many things—like the Doctor.
With her permission, he observed for a long time and reached a conclusion.
"Humans and so-called Terrans are no different."
The Doctor was no different from Pozëmka, Ace, Scout... even colder in personality, with less emotional aspect.
What defines a pure human?
After reaching this conclusion, he pondered this question carefully: genes? form? thoughts?
No! None of those!
The newborn abruptly realized he had walked into a misunderstanding. Welcome to [Night Raid's Monthly Fee Group] :6;9.4:9.,3:"6!,1:3";5."
Humanity has never been such a narrow thing.
They have flesh and blood; they feel happiness and sorrow. All due meanings and principles together construct the essence of humanity.
Humans leave footprints in the world; they existed, resisted, strived to live. They possess their own hopes, futures, and the right to choose their paths.
Just as she said:
"They once lived so brilliantly, persisting throughout, using their lives to sing the hymn of civilization."
Perhaps someone had already given him the answer long ago?
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