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Chapter 876 875. Guardians of the past, Transia needs you! (Down)

Just when Mr. Murphy, the "Genius Ruler", was looking at the reports in the Maginot Line with pride, the last batch of recruitment orders was also sent to a very special reclamation territory in southern Transia on the third day of the start of the defense line. .

This is a bit far from the Maginot Line.

Its location is not near the Cross-shaped Transian Avenue planned by the Brotherhood of Stonemasons. Instead, it is near the former mines of the Barony of Darkness. It is a gentle area in a hilly area. It is not rich in products but has abundant sunshine, which is very suitable for growing grapes. Come make wine.

Of course, you can't expect the illiterate Transians to know the brewing recipe. This is a local "emerging industry". The recipe was contributed by the head of this strange village called "The Third Brigade".

It is said that this guy used to be a "big shot" and a popular figure in front of the vampire lord of the previous generation.

After the change of dynasties, people like him had obvious "problems of origin" and were reduced to a remote area to cultivate wasteland, which was the fate they deserved.

However, this rumor about the village chief is actually wrong, because Mr. Flanders McKent, the former colonel of the Third Armed Blood Servant Brigade, nicknamed "The Eagle's Claw", originally had the opportunity to hold an important position in the newly-established People's Army. Maxim also specifically asked Murphy for instructions, and the Governor was willing to give this loyal and brave Blood Servant leader a chance.

But he himself refused after careful consideration.

The reason for the rejection was not only because his family, who had escaped the Cadman City disaster, did not want him to go out and fight in the war, but also because the armed blood servants suffered a disastrous defeat at the end of the previous ten years of war, which led to these blood servants being removed from the Golden Bird by Murphy. After the exchange of Flower Kingdom and Nordtov, there were many more disabled veterans.

Those were all diseases contracted by working as coolies in prisoner of war camps.

These guys are helpless in Transia, and most of them come from a family of blood servants in the Sarokdar era. They are the most closely connected with vampires on this land, but they are the most difficult group of people to integrate into the new order.

Especially after Governor Murphy and Grand Duke Tris abolished the blood servant system, these veterans who had nowhere to go became the first to be forgotten.

Colonel Flanders could have ignored these guys and relied on his excellent military talents to work as an official in the New Order system, but he was a man of conscience after all, and he also remembered to build railways in prisoner-of-war camps in the wilderness. Those soldiers who were tortured to death by the Yankees in order to protect themselves.

He couldn't sit idly by, so after receiving the mercy of Archon Miriam, Flanders took his family and accommodated these veterans who had nowhere to go as much as possible and came here to form the "Third Brigade" "The administrative village, while reclaiming wasteland, is trying to lead these "remnant parties" who also belong to the previous era to live a good life in the new era.

I have to say that Colonel Flanders is a pretty good manager, perhaps due to his military habits. He uses semi-military methods to manage his village, but he has gained more order and efficiency than other administrative villages.

Nearly a thousand villagers in this village are very united because of the issue of identity. They know that this is the only place that will not discriminate against their past, so they have a sense of belonging to the village and are willing to work hard for tomorrow.

Therefore, a group of poor people who originally stayed together for warmth unexpectedly obtained a pretty good overall ranking among the thirty-three administrative villages currently under the Transia Administrative Office, and thus also received some resource tilt from the Administrative Office.

While the Black Disaster was in full swing, the first batch of wine in the Third Tourist Village was about to be brewed.

Because this place is very closed and remote, these guys with special identities seem to be completely unaffected by the war in the outside world. They just live their lives behind closed doors.

Until today, the accident finally came.

The village chief of Flanders had just had dinner and was preparing to guide his little daughter in her schoolwork.

This little girl regards Ms. Miriam as her idol and keeps saying that she wants to become a powerful woman like the Scarlet Archon. Regarding this lofty wish, the former colonel who has seen real big scenes has no comment, but what do you think of a child with ideals? All a good thing.

Just when he was teaching his little daughter to read the preface to the third chapter of "The General History of New Transia", a guest suddenly came to visit.

It is Mr. Porter, the captain of the militia of this village.

Well, in other villages, the militia captain is a "prominent" position, but in the third administrative village with special circumstances, the militia captain is a dispensable position. After all, the entire village is full of former professional soldiers. After fighting the dangerous ten-year war, although they became farmers, they really didn't need a veteran to guide them in how to prepare for war.

Therefore, Captain Porter has no sense of presence in the Third Brigade Village, but this does not mean that Captain Porter's identity is simple.

His background is actually no worse than these armed blood servants from the previous era.

Although in the eyes of most villagers, Captain Porter is a taciturn and weird-tempered middle-aged man who is always planting flowers and plants on his own farm, or guiding a pair of orphan brothers and sisters he adopted to farm and raise livestock, but The mayor of Flanders knew that Captain Potter's true identity was a retired witch hunter.

It is said that this guy has some relationship with the current head of the Avalon Church, Ms. Natalie. One afternoon last month, Flanders saw with his own eyes that Ms. Patriarch paid a low-key visit to Captain Porter. The farm also left some daily necessities and gifts.

Therefore, after seeing old Porter visiting his house, the expression of the village chief of Flanders changed.

He immediately knew something was wrong, so he asked his wife to take his daughter to play first. He waved his hand to the nervous eldest son to indicate that he didn't need to be nervous and put down the gun in his hand. Then he and Captain Porter sat at the back of the country house. Talking around the house.

Old Porter was not an eloquent person, so he did not exchange greetings. After simply saying hello, he used his very conspicuous mechanical arm to take out a letter from his arms and handed it to Flanders. The village chief opened the letter. He frowned as soon as he saw it.

That was a call-up.

But it's not a simple call-up.

Unlike other conscripted militiamen, in addition to the three seals below the Flanders document, there are also the personal seals of Governor Murphy and Archduke Trish, which represents a very special thing for a former armed blood servant. significance.

In other words, he cannot refuse the mission represented by this recruitment order!

"Invite me to serve as brigadier commander of the Transian militia?"

Colonel Flanders clenched his fists and said hoarsely:

"I know that militias are being recruited outside, but has the situation on the frontline gotten this bad? It's not that I'm unwilling, but I don't know anything about the current military construction in Transia. I'm old.

In current fashionable terms, it has fallen behind the times. "

"Haha, you shouldn't say this to me, Lord Flanders. Uh, no, Lord General, if you have any objections, you should go to the defense line and complain to General Kudel.

But I guess you won't do that.

Although there are no blood servants in Transia now, the education you have received since childhood prevents you from refusing the call from a Midnight Duke. This even represents an honor to you that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. "

The old Porter opposite had a dead face. He seemed to be sarcastic but was actually telling the truth, but it made the Flanders village chief want to punch him in the face.

There were several scars on this guy's face, which seriously damaged the old Potter's personal image and made him always look gloomy and like a villain. But anyone who knew him well knew that Porter Sr. was just a grumpy, illiterate bastard.

He's not a bad guy, although he's hardly a good guy.

At this moment, Porter also felt that his "comfort" was not quite right, so he thought about it and said to the Flanders village chief in a sympathetic tone:

"Actually, it's not just you. I also received a call-up order, one that you can't refuse. I want to return to the White Oak Chapter that was just rebuilt by the Avalon Church as a recruit instructor. Damn it! The farm is about to be harvested. I don’t know if it will work for the two cubs at home.”

"It's okay, my family will take care of it for you."

Flanders sighed.

He looked at the recruitment order in his hand, and after a few seconds of silence, asked:

"When should I leave?"

"tonight!"

Captain Potter stood up and said:

"The Vulture Knights will be sent here to pick us up on the defense line. It is said that Governor Murphy wants to see you, so you'd better clean up your appearance. You used to be a colonel, but now you have finally become a general. This is a great thing, why not How about smiling more?"

"You used to be a witch hunter who was saddled with a crime, but now you're the instructor of a war group? I haven't seen you smile, you bastard."

Flanders cursed:

"We are all people who should be forgotten. We all have a miserable past and a gloomy future. It is a blessing from fate to be able to spend the rest of our lives as safely as we are now. But I didn't expect that we couldn't escape in the end. Live the call to war.”

"That's because the earth is calling. It doesn't want to lose anything anymore, so it greedily wants to hold on to everything it has now. And you and me, it's the earth that is fighting to protect the present. The top soldiers sent out!

If you live for it, you will die for it. "

Old Potter, who was once a witch hunter, was also very good at playing superstitions. This guy used the latest mechanical arm and threw down some Riddler words to bid farewell to the village chief of Flanders.

This thing was a gift that Captain Natalie brought to him when he visited an old friend.

It is said that the high-end goods brought back from Port Chardeau are indeed much more useful than the rusty combat claws he used to have. At least when holding shovels and sickles, they are better than those specially designed to open people's throats. Claws are much more convenient.

Potter believed that when he used this mechanical arm to hold the hunter sword again, he could return to his former role as a ruthless hunter.

He put on his felt hat, saluted the worried-looking Mrs. McKent as he left, and strode away.

Standing in the backyard with the recruitment order in hand, the village chief of Flanders looked at the sky for a long time and was speechless. It wasn't until his wife, son and little daughter gathered around him that he took a deep breath, turned his head and smiled, saying My family said:

“I’m going to fight.

This is the fate of the men of the McKent family. Ever since my grandfather’s father’s generation, we have been fighting for this land under the banner of the Blood Eagle Clan. We have experienced three black disasters, and we have also experienced the destruction of our families. , but the McEnt family miraculously passed it on.

Now it is my turn to fulfill the path that my ancestors walked. "

"But Father! Didn't you always say that such an evil tradition has been completely ended by Governor Murphy and Grand Duke Tris?"

Flanders' eldest son shouted excitedly:

"Didn't you say that our family no longer has to bear the fate of blood servants? Did they break their promise? Are they as shameless and evil as other vampires?"

"No, William! This time is different."

Colonel Flanders No, Brigadier General Flanders bent down and picked up his scared daughter. He looked at his son seriously and said:

"This time I am not fighting for the future of the Blood Vulture Clan, nor am I going to the battlefield as a blood servant, nor am I going to fight for the so-called glory of entering midnight. Old Potter said that this is the call of this land, and Murphy Your Excellency is the embodiment of Transia's will!

I have to go there!

I must be there to lead the warriors of this land in the fight for what we have to protect, and to me, that is you.

To them, it's their family and their life.

I put on my armor again as a husband and as a father. That is a more real and just reason than the gift of midnight. It is the responsibility that a man must bear in these chaotic years.

You have all seen the changes on this land with your own eyes. I believe that Governor Murphy is different from other vampires. I also believe in what Archon Miriam has been preaching. Although I can’t understand it, I know that even if Even if one tenth of those promises come true, it will be enough for Transia to enter a bright future that has never been seen before! "

The general kissed his daughter, looked at his son, and said:

"William, I will leave at midnight. Before I come back, take care of your mother and your sister. Remember to go and help when the Potter family farm is harvesting."

"Okay, Father."

William pouted and said:

"But you were drunk before and you were still yelling at old Potter about how many of your companions he had killed. You were once a blood servant loyal to vampires, and he was an old-school witch hunter. You were ready to kill each other as soon as you met. Enemy, but now, I actually want to call him 'sir' and go to help his family harvest food.

This is too weird! "

"Well, it's really weird when you think about it."

General Flanders nodded with deep understanding and complained in a low voice:

"As strange as what is happening on this land, but... this is a good thing, right? One more friend is much better than one more enemy."

Just as General Flanders said goodbye to his family, Old Porter also returned to his farm.

He packed his luggage as quickly as he did when he went on an expedition before, took out his witch hunter leather armor, and put on the scarred but clean protective gear.

He took off his hunter's sword from the wall and put a witch-hunting revolver on his waist. Finally, he put on an armed belt used to hold potions, toxins and throwing knives.

A standard image of a witch hunter then appeared in the mirror. Potter tidied himself up in the mirror, then packed his bags and prepared to leave the house where he had lived for half a year. He originally wanted to leave quietly and did not want to disturb the two children who had already rested. , but as soon as he went out, he saw the refugee brother and sister he had adopted standing at the door with tears streaming down his face, guarding him.

The boy named Sam bit his lip while the girl named Lisa opened her arms to block his path.

The child was mute, but there was fear in her eyes, perhaps because her parents died in the Ten Years' War. In her eyes, the way Old Potter was dressed at this moment looked like he was about to die.

"Why are you crying! I'm not dead yet, isn't it bad luck?"

You can't expect an old witch hunter who has never read a book and has been fighting for most of his life to say anything heart-warming. All the tenderness of old Potter was lost in the disaster of the collapse of the old religion.

As usual, he said angrily to his adopted son and daughter:

"Stay at home honestly and take care of the crops and livestock. The Flanders village chief's family will come to help when it's time to harvest. Remember to be polite to others."

"But you always tell us stories from the past. In those stories, you as a witch hunter and the village chief of Flanders as a blood servant were mortal enemies. Maybe we shouldn't accept their help."

Sam argued.

Children's world is always so simple, black and white.

This made Old Potter sigh.

He began to regret that he had to tell them about the past "war years" when the two children pestered him to listen to stories.

If I had known better, I would have told them the messy "Legend of the White Knight" created by those foreigners, in which I even had the bandit name "Izumo Fujiu".

"The past was the past, and the present is the present. You cannot always regard the past as the present."

Old Potter tried to tell some truth, but Lisa, who was more sensitive, had already rushed over and hugged his legs to prevent him from leaving. This mute girl was very stubborn, which made Potter, the murderous old witch hunter, stunned. There is no time to help.

In desperation, he could only take out a seed and handed it to Lisa and said to her:

"You plant it on the farm tonight, and I'll come back when it blooms. I won't lie to you. I'm just going to be an instructor and won't go to the battlefield. After all, I'm old. When I come back, I'll be there." Send you, a stubborn girl, to school in the Scarlet Keep.

I'll save you from annoying me all the time. "

Lisa looked unbelieving.

But she still carefully put the seeds into her pocket, then raised her left hand and raised her little thumb. This action made Old Potter feel disgusted.

I don’t know which boring foreigner spread this habit of “promising a hook” throughout Transia, and even Lisa learned this trick.

"Okay, okay, I promise."

Old Potter stretched out the little finger of his mechanical arm and hooked up with his adopted daughter. There was already the sound of a vulture flapping its wings and falling down outside the door, as well as Amber's call.

His former teammates came to pick him up.

I heard that Anbo found a foreigner as her boyfriend

Hey, those fair and white guys are the best at lying, so I have to tell Anbo to be careful.

"I'm going to take care of the family."

Old Porter waved to the two children, then packed up his bags and stepped out of the house. This simple action made this rough guy suddenly feel an indescribable complex state of mind.

He turned around and looked at two children, one large and one small, waving to him at the door.

Lisa hugged that child tightly, while Sam's eyes were still crying.

Damn it!

How can a man be so delicate!

It seems that he didn't beat him enough before. Why don't we send this guy to the White Oak Chapter for training after peace?

He cursed in his mind.

But it seemed that he saw other people emerging next to the two children. They were his former family members, who had gone to another world with the ten-year war. They were also waving goodbye to him, just like ten years ago. that night.

Will the ending this time be the same as before?

He asked himself and turned around again with another wave, took a deep breath and walked towards the wind vulture in front of him.

When it comes to protecting your family, you have already failed once, right?

Theoretically speaking, no matter how unlucky a person is, he will not fail twice in a row by doing the same thing. Therefore, this time I will definitely not disappoint these two silly children who have high expectations for me!

In the name of Avalon!

Anyone who wants to step into this farm that is about to be harvested and cause some damage is his own enemy!