Blue Sword

The walls of the quarantine area were torn down. As of today, Innsbruck is officially out of quarantine.

Ironically, this is not good news for most city residents.

In the past, compulsory conscription was only conducted outside the city. Due to the prevalence of epidemics in the city, recruiting a patient into the military camp would likely infect other healthy soldiers in the same dormitory, so the recruiting officer acquiesced not to conduct recruitment in the city.

Compared with the hell on earth in the quarantine area, although the citizens within the city walls outside the quarantine area risked contracting the disease, they were protected from the harassment of strong men. In the short term, it is not clear whether they made a profit or a loss.

It was not until the wall of the quarantine area collapsed that they realized that their previous life was not bad, at least they would not be forcibly recruited. For a time, a certain statement even emerged in public opinion:

The disease is protecting us from the battlefield.

Of course, this kind of exaggerated statement only appears in the mouths of some extremists, but no matter how much the recruiting officers preach about protecting the homeland and the country, most people still hold an attitude of disgust and resistance to forced recruitment.

Especially at this time when Christmas is approaching.

In the hotel where Cang Qingzhijian lives, there are gradually more and more guests. The hotel owner smiles from ear to ear every day. A booming business is a good thing after all. Plus, he is too old to be drafted into the army, so he is full of praise for the cessation of the epidemic.

Then he was really dragged into the army.

"Wait a minute, sir!" The innkeeper was holding on to the door frame, trying not to be dragged away. "I'm already over fifty years old. I can't go to the battlefield with my old bones. Please spare me!"

"Shut up." The guard said coldly, "If you can't go to the battlefield, you can just work as a support person in the handyman camp. The superiors have said that all those under sixty are on the recruiting list. Come with us!"

So the innkeeper was dragged out.

I heard that in order to avoid being drafted, many citizens pretended not to be at home and went to hotels to pretend to be strangers. These guards came here to search.

They were about to go upstairs when they saw Eleanor coming down after hearing the sound. Their eyes first fell on the sword on her waist.

"Female mercenary?" One of the guards was about to step forward, but his arm was grabbed by a colleague next to him. "Sir Alfred knows her. Don't cause trouble."

The three guards avoided Eleanor and went upstairs.

Eleanor walked to the living room and stared blankly at the open door of the hotel.

"My husband was taken away by them." A voice sounded from behind.

Eleanor turned around and saw a thin woman standing in front of the steps leading to the cellar.

This is the wife of the hotel owner and the cook who prepares meals for the guests every day. Eleanor even chatted with her for a few words, but she couldn't say anything at this time.

"I have told him a long time ago that he can go to Bohemia to escape from the city. If it is not possible, he can go to Bohemia... But he just doesn't listen and can't bear to part with this hotel handed down from his ancestors... It's good now. Everyone is gone. Just guard the hotel. What else does it mean..."

The cook murmured to herself, her eyes lost focus, and then she seemed to come back to her senses and said softly:

"This guest, would you like to eat something? There are some steaks and bacon in the cellar..."

"At your husband's age, he probably won't be a soldier." Eleanor tried to comfort her. "At most, he can be an auxiliary soldier, transporting supplies, or standing guard or managing logistics."

"You don't need to comfort me, guest." The cook smiled sadly, "My parents are both Bohemians. They were forcibly recruited into the army during the early royal wars and were responsible for the army's food supply. Later, The army was defeated and fled, and their whereabouts have been completely unknown since then. I think they probably died in the rebel army..."

"How can anything like war be absolutely safe? In the final analysis, people like us are like rootless duckweeds, scattered when washed away by the current... I won't say anything anymore. It's time for dinner. I Go down and prepare meals for everyone.”

The cook turned around and went down to the cellar. Eleanor looked at her back and was speechless for a long time.

The guards brought down a few more residents, all of whom were citizens with numb expressions, and were escorted out one after another. Eleanor watched them out in silence and up the stairs.

Return to the room and enter the Fire Island. Eleanor then saw Asker training Mia and Mi'er. First, he punched through the former's dazzling dual-wielding attack and knocked Mia away. Then, he followed up with a series of moves + knife slashing bullets, knocking Mia away. The long sword was placed on Mi'er's neck.

"Understood?" Ask said.

"I understand." Mi'er said.

"I don't understand." Mia almost jumped up in anger, "He didn't say anything! Mi'er, what did you understand!"

"When the battlefield situation is too complex, how to deal with the priority of each variable." Mi'er said.

Mia:? ? ?

She took Mi'er to discuss tactics. When Ask turned around, he saw Eleanor standing behind him, with a look of confusion on his face as he hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Asked.

"Asker," Eleanor whispered, "how to prevent a war?"

"Let this war be decided as soon as possible." Ask replied.

"War is the last resort when political negotiation reaches a dead end. When war breaks out, it means that conventional political means cannot achieve the goal. At this time, war can no longer be stopped."

"Joining one side as soon as possible and completely destroying the opponent's will to resist is the only condition for the end of most wars. In rare cases, a ceasefire will be agreed because both sides cannot bear the casualties, but that will inevitably occur in a more brutal and long-term tug-of-war, and it will happen The probability is very small.”

"Defeat the Wolf family as soon as possible?" Eleanor murmured.

"Yes." Ask said, "Become stronger, Eleanor."

"Yeah." Eleanor's eyes became firm.

She went to find Hidrifa to practice the Unyielding Holy Sword. Ask looked at her back and heard someone say in his ear:

"This knight girl is so easy to trick, isn't she?"

"I didn't lie to her." Ask said calmly, "Ending the war as soon as possible is indeed the answer she is looking for, isn't it?"

"Yes, but that's also your selfishness." Medea smiled, "Black-hearted boss, give your employees some blood."

"If I were a black-hearted boss," Asker said, "I would immediately squeeze out some of the lazy employees who use their 'mind blind spot' abilities to hang around me and not work."

"Come if you have the ability." Medea puffed up her chest, "It's not certain who will exploit whom."

Ask turned his head away awkwardly.

After bickering with Medea for so long, he certainly wouldn't blush so much that he couldn't say anything to fight back because of one of the other party's dirty jokes.

But it's too big to fight back.

Your eyes will be drawn towards you involuntarily. This is not a matter of concentration, but purely a matter of male instinct. And speaking while staring at the other person is too vulgar and undermines the prestige of his group leader.

"Is there any clue about the potion of Desire II?" Asik abruptly changed the subject.

"Hey, isn't that your job, leader?" Medea crossed her arms and held him up.

"Let's have some snacks for my own magic potion." Ask said.

"Why should we rely on ourselves when we can obviously rely on men to make a living?" Medea said confidently.