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Chapter 843 The Flame of Ambition

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At the checkpoint on the north side of Xifan Port, there were people standing in black crows.

On one side are the Willant soldiers and on the other side are the Bharat soldiers. Both sides stand on both sides of the border, with about two hundred Willant civilians sandwiched between them.

Those civilians were the survivors of the Xifangang tragedy and were also the parents of the children in the Silver Moon Sect Church.

For example, Wang Junshu fell and scattered, and the bandages tied to people's arms finally disappeared. The Abusaike authorities even broke the connection with the senior leaders of the Southern Legion. Their life and death were no longer related to the overall situation. Only then did these pity people finally dare to come out of the manor of Earl Sharma.

The soldiers of the Bharat Kingdom escorted them all the way here.

What is quite ironic is that these soldiers in gray uniforms are the guys who had bandages on their arms not long ago and searched for the Wirants and Wirants everywhere.

However, the past has been over.

The Willant people became Lord Willant again, and the expressions of these bandage soldiers were much more docile than before, as if they had really drawn a clear line from the past.

As for when to grin at the Willant or others in the wasteland, it depends on what their master said next.

Abusek still had a little fantasy about the ceasefire, not to mention that he hasn't started fighting yet.

Looking at the people who were resurrected from the dead, almost all the Willant soldiers present widened their eyes, their pupils filled with incredible surprise.

Everyone thought they were dead.

But they didn't expect that they were still alive!

The relatives of these survivors were so excited that tears burst out from their eyes.

Some people couldn't help but cover their mouths, trying not to let the crying sounds appear.Some people crossed the checkpoint desperately and ran up excitedly.

Margaret!!

Seeing that haggard and heartbreaking face, Yarman, who had always been strong, had his eyes red in an instant.

He crossed the checkpoint, rushed to his wife, and hugged his light body in his arms, hugged him tightly without letting go, and muttering incoherently.

The Silver Moon Goddess is on... You are still alive!It's so great!Me…Ruby and I thought I would never see you again!

Margaret's eyes were also red, and she kept sucking her nose, and a forced smile came out from her face that couldn't hold back her tears, and even comforted him in turn.

...I'm fine, I'm fine already... When did you start to believe in the Silver Moon Goddess?

Yarman said quickly.

After learning that you are still alive!I swear to her that if you are safe, I will build ten churches for her... I swear I will spend the rest of my life doing this!

Looking at her husband who was swearing, Margaret had a tearful smile on her face.

perhaps……

It’s really possible that the Silver Moon Goddess has appeared.

Mr. Melgio said that the miracle of the Silver Moon Goddess came to this church, a girl with cat ears... He decided to run a newspaper because of the will of the god.

...Then you can't speak without trust, I will supervise you for her.

Release the hand holding her shoulder, Yarman held the cheeks with tears and stared at the gem-like bright eyes

I promise you!

He was unwilling to avoid his sight for a moment.

It’s like everything in front of you is just an unrealistic dream, and when you wake up, everything will return to the starting point.

But Margaret did not let him possess himself all the time, because her daughter also came over from under the checkpoint.

Mother!!

The soldier on the side wanted to reach out and hold her, but was held by the commander Pitt, and looked at him and shook his head.

Let her go... Everyone is here watching what else can happen?

The soldier nodded hesitantly and turned his eyes to the jumping hair.

yes……

The distance of less than twenty meters was only a dozen steps for Yarman, but Ruby ran for a long time.

Halfway through the run, she couldn't help but let the tears fall out.

Margaret opened her arms to meet her, picked up her daughter, and walked her five fingers through her hair, holding her young body tightly in her arms.

Ruby!!!Sorry... Mom has made you worried!Her voice was filled with a hint of repentance. No matter what kind of difficulties she had, she had deceived her that night and left without saying goodbye in the name of death.

However, her cute daughter was not angry with her and squeezed a strong smile from her tear-eyed face.

Ruby... didn't cry!

Although she said this, the tears still fell down unsatisfiedly.Even because the frequency of breathing was too fast, I couldn't help but burp.

Feeling the tears that slid across his neck, Margaret felt distressed and took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Um!My Ruby... is the best kid in the world...

Looking at the reunited mother and daughter, Yarman had a satisfied smile on his face.

To him, they are his angels, his sunshine and everything about him...

As for power, wealth, or land under the sun, they are just ephemerals in the pond, which are not worth mentioning compared to the safety of their family.

Isher, wearing a gray military uniform, walked to him, glanced at the Willant soldier who was waiting for him in the distance, and then looked at the father and said with a grin.

Congratulations, Mr. Yarman…you and your family are finally reunited.

In addition, someone asked me to give you a message, a guy named Vision Eagle, he hopes that the cooperation between you will still be effective... but now he is plagued by official business and will take a few days to come. I hope you can implement your plan in advance.

Please tell him for me, I will not forget the cooperation between us. In fact, the plan has begun. Yarman looked at the Bharat soldier and continued sincerely, and... Thank you for bringing my wife back.

Isher smiled.

No need to thank me... I don't have that ability, it's not easy enough for me to survive by myself.

However, although he said this, he was still quite proud.

Although I was unable to save the entire city, it would be nice to be able to save 200 people.

He is not an awakened person.

Not even Boll.

...In addition, it is also a piece of advice. No matter how much money you can make in your business, if you can leave as soon as possible, you should leave here as soon as possible.

Looking at the group of soldiers opposite the border line, Isher smiled faintly.

There will be few days like this friendly future.

Although he did not speak very directly, Yarman could understand the profound meaning of the words.

He saw the deployment of the Southern Legion in Xifan Port during this period.

Especially after hearing the old nun's words before, he had already noticed what was about to happen... There might be a more painful tragedy on this land than the previous tragedy.

I am a Willant, I will not escape my own responsibilities, I will do my best to stop the worst possible...

After a pause, Yarman said in a sincere tone.

Even if it fails... I will do my best to help more people get out of this hell.

Very good, then please skip the meaningless struggle and do your best to do the last thing.

Isher simply interrupted his bold words and continued to say as he was surprised.

...No one can stop a train rushing to the bottom of the mountain, just like no one can stop a balloon that has broken the line.We can only let it rush to the bottom of the mountain, smash it into pieces with the hard rock, or let it drift in the clouds and exile itself in the universe.

Yarman said in a daze.

This is?

Isher said without hesitation.

Words from "Bol the Awakened".

Does that book have this sentence?Yarman said with a weird expression.

During the period when he was waiting for his wife to come home, he read the book and repeatedly read it several times.

What he did not expect was that such a shocking story could be born in a small rock city.

In the western part of Zhongzhou mainland, there are actually many survivor settlements similar to Jushi City. Most of them were built in the early stages of the Wasteland Era and supported by the War Construction Committee.

However, in the past century, with the collapse of the War Construction Committee, most of these settlements were wiped out from the map by the Legion in the name of revenge.

Sometimes he couldn't help thinking that if those settlements were still alive and could continue to provide them with experience, knowledge and other more help, perhaps they wouldn't be as crazy as they are now...

Looking at Yarman who was in silence, Isher smiled and touched his stubble with his rough palms.

Isn't this sentence?Then just treat it as an unknown little person, and leave a comment on this book.

If nothing unexpected happens.

Next should be Mr. Stephen... Oh no, it belongs to the era of Mr. Stephen's ancestors.

That should be a period of glorious years, and they will cast their own walls in the wilderness of nothingness.

"Bol the Awakened" is the story after that, and now it is the time for "Isher, the Rat".

Isher only discovered it recently.

I am actually a person who lives in the prequel of "Bol the Awakened", and maybe I am the ancestor of Mr. Stephen, the person who lives in Mr. Stephen's ancestral teachings.

What a pity.

He probably won't see his idol in his life, it's a ghost hovering over his descendants, not his.

However, he is not as pessimistic as other rats.

He still believed that the light of truth would shine on this land one day.

It just takes some time to wait for the sun to rise.

Fortunately, the dusk before nightfall was not as cold as before.

I think that day will not be too far away.

Yarman looked at the officer more in surprise, and his eyes gradually became awe-inspiring.

The Bharat Province is actually not short of capable people.

They are not inferior to the survivors of the Valley Province, nor to the other Willant people.

However, while he felt respect, he couldn't help but be confused about why a group of smart people made the road narrower and narrower.

They shouldn't be like this...

……

Just as more than 200 survivors were hugging and reuniting with their families, the Thousand-Mr. Ross, who was in charge of the defense of this area, walked over surrounded by a team of soldiers.

Isher, who was also a commander, stared at him and felt a hint of scalp numbness from the murderous aura.

It's different from the one who became a monk halfway through the road.

This guy is a real officer tested by blood and fire!

However, Isher still squeezed a friendly smile from his face and nodded slightly politely.

To his surprise, the man actually nodded to him and responded to his friendship.

He walked straight to the Count Sharma and his old housekeeper Sahadu.

Looking at the two people who were trembling, Ross suddenly bowed deeply.

On behalf of me and my subordinates, I would like to thank you for saving these people in danger.

Earl Sharma looked at him in surprise, not expecting that the Willant would actually bow to him.It was not until the old butler pulled his cuff that he suddenly came to his senses and said in a hurry.

General, what are you doing?!I just did something that normal humans would do, and I don’t deserve such a gift like you... Please lift your head up quickly.

Ross did not listen to him, but bent over and passed by for a full minute before lifting his head, and then continued with a solemn expression.

...If there is a war between the two countries, I can swear to you that our soldiers will not enter your estate, even if some cowards hide in it.

Isher, who was standing aside and listening, narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of chill in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Even if the two sides were only one gunshot away from the war, he had to continue to act like a good man.

At this time, Ross turned his attention to a man and a woman standing behind Earl Sharma.

One of them was his niece, Penny, who was looking at the reunited survivors with a gratitude at the moment.

And the pangolin standing next to her is the one who thinks it is.

The eastern native who was promoted by the Eastern Legion and finally borrowed by the civil servant group.

Ross narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the man for a while, then looked at his niece and said in a serious tone.

Penny, come to my side.

Hearing his uncle's call, Panni was about to go over, but noticed the expression on his face and stopped hesitantly.

Ross...uncle?

Come here quickly!Now!

Ross did not explain anything, but just called her over. However, the urging expression made Panny unable to move her legs at all, and could only look at the pangolin behind her with help.

I could guess something from the expression on the face of the captain. The battlefield atmosphere group walked to Panni and said softly.

Listen to your uncle, go over quickly... Remember, the whole thing has nothing to do with you, you are just a war correspondent.

Your duty is not to fight side by side with me, but to bring back what you see and return to Triumph City...that is your war.

Panni widened her eyes and stared at him in a daze. The trembling lips seemed to be asking why... Why did he obviously did the most correct thing, and he saved more than 200 survivors, but he still wanted to be treated like a prisoner.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group knew what she wanted to ask, but didn't know how to answer.

Not everything in this world can be simply defined by good or bad, and not even everything has standard answers.

Right and wrong are just the scale in people's hearts, and this scale has never belonged to an abstract collective.

Especially when this matter involves many groups.

In fact, when he received Bennot's order, he was already prepared in his heart, and even thought about the possible charges on his head.

Two sums of money can be collected on the same task.

This kind of good thing is too good...

It seemed that he understood his eyes. Panni's eyes struggled for a long time, but finally lowered her head and walked to her uncle's side.

Motivating his personal guard to take her back to the settlement to rest, Ross looked at the man named Pangolin again.

The latter also looked at him with no humility and arrogance, and his gentle smile even had a bit of leisure.

Rose's eyes suddenly brought a little appreciation.

You are brave.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group smiled humbly.

That's natural... It's not that I brag. I might scare you to death if I say anything.

Ross smiled and moved the corners of his mouth without a smile, but the smile on his face dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mr. Pangolin, you betrayed the Marshal.

The battlefield atmosphere group smiled slightly, and the expression on their faces also became cold.

On the contrary, you who betray the Marshal are you who are determined to do your own thing.While we are working hard to end the era of wasteland, you are dragging us down and even betting on the lives of innocent compatriots to launch a war for your own selfish desires!

Ross looked at him with a sneer.

I don’t know what you are talking about, at least in my opinion, it is you who killed those compatriots!Because of your arrogance, innocence and stupidity, those innocent people are put in danger.

We do not deny that we did have any faults in the past. I came here because of this. The battlefield atmosphere group looked at him, so what about you?Do you dare to admit your role in this chaos and the sins you committed?

Ross frowned slightly, but he quickly let go.

It seems that you have a lot to say, and you can leave these words to the military court and explain to the judges who are trying you.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group smiled faintly.

It doesn't matter, I will appeal all the way to Triumph City.

You can do this.I also hope you understand that arresting you was not my decision, but General Gulyon's order... The Supreme Command of the Southern Legion has authorized him to all the power of action in the Bharat Province. Ross waved to the soldiers who were waiting for him, then pointed to the pangolin and took him down.

Looking at the soldiers who were walking towards him with live ammunition, the Battlefield Atmosphere Group did not resist and allowed them to handcuff themselves, but shook their hands pressed on their shoulders.

I have legs, so you don't need to help me.

After all, the people who came out of Luoxia Province and Haiya Province, the thick murderous intent as thick as blood plasma made the backs of the soldiers who were trying to escort him.

It felt like the moment when the person standing in front of them was not a person, but a fierce and bloodthirsty alien.

Seeing his subordinates looking at him one after another, Ross did not make any sense of pangolins who were unwilling to bow his head, but just waved his hand.

Let him go by himself.

He didn't like those civil servants who were dragging their feet, and those people were simply a shame to the Willant people.But he had a good impression of this young man, even though this guy was a foreigner.

There may be hidden information that he does not understand, and he can guess more or less with his sense of smell.

But he didn't care.

He always obeys his superiors, and the position of the superior is his position. Even if this is a road that cannot be understood, he will walk with his head raised and his chest out...

The soldiers who arrived at the checkpoint with Ross quickly closed down, leaving only the dozen sentries standing guard on duty.

The same is true for the Bharat Kingdom.

The commander named Isher took everyone away, fearing that he would stay here for too long and get fire with the legion.

Looking at the direction the pangolin was taken away, Margaret held her husband's hand tightly and whispered in a low voice.

That person, and that girl... they saved all of us, and I can't let him go.

Also looking at the direction the man left, Yarman shook her hand gently and said in a comforting tone.

Dear, believe me, I will never leave him alone...

After returning, he joined hands with the citizens of Xifan Port to petition the Governor's Office and sent the joint telegram to Triumph City!

He doesn't believe it yet!

No one can take care of such a big thing!

...Not mentioning those dirty things, Xifan Port is not a colony of the Southern Legion at all, and the courts of the Southern Legion have no right to enforce the law here!

Even if the trial is to be tried, the Triumph City court will come to trial!

……

Just as the rescued Willant survivors were indignant about the pangolin's experience, the slums in Xifan Harbor were also indignant.

However, the reason for their righteous indignation was not because of pangolins, but because of the ruthless suppression of their families by the port authorities.

That is undoubtedly a suppression!

For those gang members who came to find fault with mice on their arms and were not good people at first sight, the patrol soldiers just raised them high and then gently put them down, without even teaching the villains a lesson with the stick.

But for the poor people who united to protect themselves, the soldiers warned them with fierce eyes, just as it was too harmful to protect their rights.

Sure enough, Mr. Zaid was keen and had a sharp eye. Those gang members and the Willant people were in the same group!

Those gang members hate them because families who do not charge gang fees and teach people to read for free will destroy the market!

The Willant people were afraid of their unity, so they joined hands with the gangs, stumbling up to them, saying that they were spies in the league, and then suppressing them fiercely.

Actually, if you think about it calmly, there are actually many loopholes in this seemingly logically self-consistent statement.

For example, the easiest way is to compare the dinar that falls into his pocket and you will know.

The wages received by each gang from the dock are different, and the management standards, commissions and benefits are also different. It is difficult to directly compare them, but generally conform to the law that the number of people is proportional to the premium.

The more labor intermediaries have, the more confident they have to negotiate with employers.

There is no gang that says that the more people there are, just because they are more united, they get less premium.

There are some clever people who can see some clues, but most of them have become green families tacitly, and even higher-level families are those responsible for teaching.

The family will be in the early stages of starting a business and have a lot of positions waiting for them. As long as you use your brain a little, you can get a district agent. The benefits are much higher than carrying sacks at the dock.

While most people are still staring at that little salary, these smart people are already on the second level.

Instead of exposing those bad tricks, they will help Zeid perfect his theory.

for example

The bad Willant people have no bottom line and join forces with other gangs to suppress their family members.

In this way, even though he is doing the same job, why is the dinar given less than others? This boring question can be justified.

This is also the brilliance of Zeid.

Although he was not an amazing expert and even rolled his eyes from many capable people, he did see through the survivors of the Bharat Province.

One thing that smart people here like to do the most is to treat others as fools and then pretend to be confused by themselves.

Little did I know that I was fooling around, but in the end I even believed myself. When I woke up, it was too late...

Sitting in the shack, Eugen helped the injured worker wrap his bandages and saw Zaid standing at the door.

That look seemed to be looking for him for something.

He put the bandage back into the medical box, followed Zeid out of the door, and stood in the moonlit alley.

Following Zaid for a while, he stopped and broke the silence between the two.

Sometimes I don't understand what you want to do and why you do those things.

Zaid sighed softly.

I didn't actually think so much, I just wanted those who are pity to have a home.

Eugen laughed.

You have a lot of family members, but you are the one I can't understand the most.

oh?

I don't know how to describe it, Eugen sat on the steps beside him and sighed, just thinking... you might be better off with another method.We are actually not in a hurry to achieve anything you can do immediately. Even if you cooperate with a guy like Liszt, I think it's good.

Zaid was silent for a while, walked to his side and sat down, and said in a very light voice.

Mr. Liszt looks down on us. He is actually a very arrogant person at heart. It is different from someone who is willing to bend down to help and guide us.When he judged that our risks were far greater than the rewards he could bring to him, he was too lazy to listen to my explanation and turned me away.

He paused, and he said again.

Only you, your door will always be open to me, even if it is the humble me as dusty.You will not give up on me, but are willing to give me the opportunity to introduce myself again and again.

Eu Ren curled his lips with a self-deprecating look.

To be rejected by others is like something Liszt would do.But you don’t have to polite me... His achievements are obvious to all the leagues, and I don’t deserve to be compared with such a big shot.

You are too arrogant. Zaid shook his head. After we succeed, I will give you a statue and hundreds of millions of people will thank you for lending a helping hand to us.

Ou Ren was stunned for a moment and said laughingly.

That doesn't need to...

As soon as his voice fell, a light flashed in the darkness not far away.

When he looked closely, the flames were wrapped in rolling smoke and rushed into the sky.

There was a faint shouting in the distance.

A fire broke out!!

quick!Put out the fire quickly!

Looking at what happened suddenly, Ou Ren was stunned, then his face changed wildly and he stood up from the ground.

That is the registration office of the Family Association!

That is where he bandaged the injured workers before!

Fuck!

He cursed and ran back in the direction he had just arrived without saying a word.

Looking at the rising flames and Eugen who rushed to put out the fire, Zaid was also stunned for a moment, but in the end he just chuckled and shook his head, and muttered to himself.

These rats really don’t leave any revenge for the night, and they can’t even wait for a night... Haha.

The people from the Black Rat Gang suffered a loss and would definitely not swallow this breath and would definitely find a way to take revenge.

The reason why these people cannot become a climate is because they are always dominated by their limbs and their brains, and their emotions dominate their thinking.

If the previous beating made the neighbors of several streets sympathize with them at most, then this fire should be enough for them to become stars of Xifan Port.

The Legion will definitely end.

And he will definitely use iron-blooded means to punish all restless people before the war that swept across the entire Bharat Province!

Those people are not judges who make decisions. Their style of conduct is to warn others. Not only do they not take their families seriously, but the entire Xifan Port gang is full of ants in front of them.

It was rumored that Gullion was even more cruel by nature and used any means to achieve his goal, which also hit his mind.

He will take this written letter of title to a broader stage.

Zaid patted the gray on his trouser legs, got up from the stone steps, but walked in a completely opposite direction to Mr. Eugen.

Vasa, it's time to set off!

Although I am a little sorry for the survivors of Xifan Port, everything is for the future of the Bharat Province...