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"It wasn't until I came back here today that I realized that in the entire 107th team, I was the most useless one."

Erwin's voice was very calm, neither self-pity nor any color of resentment, as if the object he was belittling was not himself, but another completely unrelated person.

"My knight talent can barely be called excellent, but I am a little tired of dealing with money, so I am so stubborn to enter the Imperial Military University. Although my score in logistics is high enough, but the other parts can pass the pass The lines are already the result of my best efforts.”

"In terms of strength, I am the bottom of the team. In terms of command, you, the captain, and Georgi are all outstanding. In terms of support, Randolph is much better than me. There are many things I can't think of. So simple, I still can’t see the battlefield situation clearly.”

Claude felt that the other party's mentality was a bit subtle, so he immediately spoke out to help affirm the value of the other party: "Erwin, it's not what you said..."

Erwin reached out his hand to signal Claude to stop talking for now and listen to him.

"Especially last night, I really saw the gap between me and everyone - Georgi can calmly wait for Mr. Karl to create an opportunity, even if he just watched him die in battle; Captain, you can calmly choose a path Dead end, buy time for everyone; Randolph can calmly consider that you can't do everything by yourself, so he stays to assist you."

"But I... I can only watch Teacher Carl die in sadness and helplessness, and when I break through, I can only be helpless and furious. The only thing I can do is bring out the teacher's relics, and then ride back and forth on the horse. At night, because I can't even beat the most ordinary elf."

Erwin looked at Claude with red eyes.

"I have never realized so clearly like last night that I am a complete waste! Everything I used to be proud of is so ridiculous, so ridiculous that I can only be a spectator on the battlefield, and I can't even be a spectator!"

"It's not your fault, Erwin, if you really say that, wouldn't everyone be trash last night except for me, Georgi and Randolph?" Claude felt the need Give the other party a wave of psychological counseling, "You are just young, so you feel that you can't do anything."

"You see, I am a knight genius, a humble 17-year-old knight with a photographic memory, that's why I dared to stay alone and fight the elves yesterday. Randolph was able to understand so many things because of his family background. How to help."

"As for Georgi, he is a native of the Volga. His life is eating, sleeping, and killing elves. You can't use your interest to measure the ability of others that has been engraved in their lives. That's for all the soldiers on the Eastern Front. No respect."

While comforting Erwin, Claude looked at him, wanting to see what the other person's mentality is now.

But to his surprise, all he saw was firmness.

"I know, this is what you are best at, so I thought for a long time about what I am best at, and then I made this decision—"

Erwin took a deep breath.

"I want to go back and learn from my father, and I want to become a financial officer beyond him."

……I see.

"Thinking about it carefully, the most helpful thing I have done to Team 107 along the way is to provide financial help. I used to look down on money, but now I realize that money is needed for everything, especially war!"

Erwin's voice was extremely firm.

"If I continue to choose the path of knighthood, then I am destined to not have any great achievements in the future. Even if I choose to stay on the Eastern Front and fight to the death with the elves, there is a high probability that I will be like an idiot with a brain It doesn't make any sense to let the subordinates die in the tropics!"

"So since what I'm good at is still my father's, then I should continue to learn from my father. Just like when I was on the road, Claude, you are responsible for providing the plan, and I am responsible for providing the gold coins—I will provide you Enough gold coins to destroy the entire elf empire!"

As if he could see it, the calmness in the boy's voice finally completely disappeared, and the vengeful flame on that wand, which had never cooled down, was gushing out from between Erwin's eyes and lips.

"I can't be a knight, and I can't be an officer, because I have limited talent and passion, but I can make money! I know that I may be a fairy tale, but people live in this world, there must be something that can make me happy. Your crazy thoughts support you to run wildly, even if the end is destruction, it's nothing!"

Erwin eagerly supported Claude's shoulders, with a look of anticipation on his face.

"I remember that before you returned to the imperial capital, you once told Georgi that the end of the elves is coming, and then Georgi quietly told us, I think, you must have a way to destroy the elves, right? As long as you say yes , no matter how many resources and logistics you need, I will definitely get it for you! I believe in your ability, you will definitely become a leader in the imperial army!"

"So, tell me, do you have a plan, as long as you say yes, I will do everything for you to help you!"

Claude was silent for a while, and looked at Erwin seriously.

"...I have, and it's a plan that can really destroy the elves."

And so the fire began to burn brightly in the heart of man, just as it did 47 years ago.Burning in the hearts of those survivors.

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When Randolph woke up contentedly after sleeping until the climax of the moon, he was taken aback when he saw the two empty beds that had already been made and Claude who was eating bread.

"What's the matter? What about the others?"

"gone."

Claude said briefly while eating supper.

"Go, go? What do you mean by go?"

Randolph just woke up, he was in a daze, confused by the facts in front of him and Claude's words.

"Literally, Erwin is going back to the imperial capital. I asked Georgi to take a team of knights to send him off. After all, he was just attacked. It's better to be careful at this time."

"Erwin returned to the imperial capital? What about his school year experience?"

Randolph is obviously still in a situation where his brain is not online, and the questions he asks are getting more and more stupid.

"He dropped out of school, so naturally he doesn't need to continue his training, and I approved the application." Claude continued to bury his head in his bread, "After all, in name, I am already the supreme commander of this school year's training, at least in the I have that right until the university gets word and assigns new instructors to come here."

Randolph, who finally understood what Claude was talking about, got up from the bed and looked at his captain dumbfounded.

"But, but...why?"

"Because he chose to carry on with the wish of the dead, even if this wish was imposed on him by himself, he is willing to accept it."

Claude sighed, and Randolph's brain finally started to work again after hearing this.

"Is it Teacher Carl's death? It hit him too hard and crushed him? But he doesn't look like such a fragile person..."

The boy was like a deflated ball, muttering and lying back on the bed again.

"You're wrong. The death of Mr. Carl did hit him hard, but it didn't crush Erwin. Instead, it became the driving force for him to choose his own future path."

Claude corrected very seriously, while Randolph stared blankly at his captain, a little confused about what this sentence meant.

"He decided to inherit Mr. Carl's hatred of elves, and threw the rest of his life into it as fuel to carry out his beliefs."

"Hatred... It's totally unimaginable, that Erwin guy... so he is such a stubborn person."

Randolph was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling absently.

"You're right, he's really stubborn."

Cloud threw the last piece of bread into his mouth.

All living beings are children: Chapter 138 Chapter 120 Chapter [-] Elf: Where is my mine?

"Thank you, Georgi, I really learned so much from you."

Erwin put down the pen in his hand in satisfaction, looked at the dense records in the notebook, and nodded.

"It's really troublesome for you. I have to lead the team to send me away from the Eastern Front. After all, I have done such an irresponsible thing, and I want the three of you to continue walking."

Georgi just shook his head. He looked at the mithril wand, opened his mouth, and asked the question.

"Erwin, I want to know, why did you make such a decision...Is it because of hatred?"

"Is that not enough?"

Erwin asked back.

"Maybe...Mr. Carl doesn't want you to go down this path?"

The man asked this question with a heavy heart.

"You're right, Teacher Carl won't allow me to do anything with hatred, even if I choose to quit the military path, the danger is much less." Erwin nodded, "But he died, and I'm still alive. My revenge is not to fulfill anyone's wish, nor to seek relief from my guilt—"

"—I just thought it would be so fucking cool if I could destroy the elves!"

The man stared at Erwin blankly.

"I don't live for anyone, Georgi, my father always wanted me to follow his father's footsteps, do you see that I have treated him? Teacher Carl died in battle, yes, but I never felt that the living You can understand what a person is thinking before dying, and it is impossible to carry forward the expectations of the deceased. That is an excuse, understand? An excuse for a person who can no longer speak, to add a little reason and justice to your behavior!"

Erwin patted the man on the shoulder.

"I probably know what you are thinking. What you said to us before, and what Claude told you before breaking out, you probably have been living in guilt? You also bear the last wish of a friend, so you come to ask How does it feel for me to bear Teacher Carl's death?"

Georgie looked at Erwin and nodded slowly.

"I don't have any feelings, I just want to pursue my understanding, I just want the elf to die! What if Teacher Carl doesn't want me to do this? If he can come alive and reprimand me, then I am willing to kneel down in front of him Make amends—but can you!"

The boy slammed his fist hard on his notebook.

"He's dead, so I just want to avenge him, I don't have any other ideas, whether he agrees or disagrees, he's dead, unless he stands in front of me again and denies me, otherwise I just want to Do it."

Erwin put away his notebook, packed the package, stood up, and walked to his sleeping bag.

"My words probably have no reference value. In short, I hope you can come out as soon as possible. When you return to the imperial capital after your school year experience, I will treat you to a drink!"

"……it is good."

Georgie looked at Erwin's back, his eyes finally changed from confusion to firmness.

"You're right, Erwin, the wish of the dead is just an excuse—if he thinks I've done something wrong, then he can stand in front of me and scold me..."

The man lowered his head lonely, but his hand on the table had already clenched into a fist.

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"It seems that this attack was very unsuccessful, Your Majesty Estelle."

A guy wearing the Theocracy's imprinted armor was flipping through the documents and information on the Elf King's desk unreasonably. From his familiar movements, he could find the information he wanted. It was not the first time that the other party did this. dry.

"I found that since I killed you once, you have become more and more arrogant with me." Estelle said coldly, "Don't think that you can sit back and relax with this kind of body puppet, dealing with the secret art of the soul, There are still a little bit of elves."

"This is called not knowing each other, Your Majesty. As for what you said... body puppets? With all due respect, I suggest that the wizards of the elves stop humiliating themselves and let them continue to farm the land honestly." Alright. His Majesty Estelle, with this time, the two of us might as well discuss some conspiracy, it can be regarded as deepening our relationship with each other."

The armored man shrugged his shoulders, and then there was a knock on the door, and the armored man immediately jumped back to his place, where Baoxiang stood solemnly.

"Your Majesty, General Dmitry asks to see you."

"Let him in."

"Yes."

The people outside the door rushed to pass the order, and soon Dmitry walked in. He hurried past the armor without finding anything wrong.

"Dmitry, why did you come back so soon?"

The Elf King was a little surprised. The other party did report that he wanted to return to the royal court for an interview, but he didn't expect the other party to come so soon.

"Your Majesty, after writing the report, I hurried back as quickly as possible."

"Okay, are the military affairs arranged?"

"It's all arranged. After all, this attack is no small matter. It will definitely arouse a strong reaction from the empire again. In order to reduce unnecessary losses, I have arranged for most of the elves to hide before the attack begins."

Dmitry half kneeled on the ground and explained.

"I thought that there is nothing I can do next, so I returned to the royal court and wanted to report to you in detail the progress I have made in the past 27 years."

Estelle listened carefully, until Dmitry stopped talking, and he nodded in satisfaction.

"Secretary Dmitry is worthy of being a veteran general of the empire. Faced with the loss of almost an entire army in most areas, you have been able to re-roll the network in just over 20 years and let the elves regain their hearing and hearing. You have contributed a lot No ah!"

"Your Majesty is wrong."

Dmitry smiled reservedly.

"Well done, since you have to avoid the wind, you should also rest for a while, and go back when the empire is exhausted."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Dmitry got up and bowed, and retreated respectfully.

When the door was closed again, the armored man jumped off the pedestal unsteadily, tilting his head to look at the door, as if looking at Dmitri's disappearing back.

"Your Majesty is really full of talents here. Is this the general you personally saved more than [-] years ago?" The group of elders can do a lot."

"What are you doing here this time? Could it be that you are here to accept the results of our transaction? I have already done the attack you asked me to do, but I didn't do my best. It's a pity."

Estelle didn't answer the other party's words, but instead questioned the other party's purpose.

"Hey... why do I feel that you are being perfunctory, Your Majesty? This attack was obviously a failure, right? You suffered heavy losses on your side, but the empire didn't make much sacrifice."

The armored man lazily complained.

"Hmph, how do I know what preparations the empire has? I have already sent Dmitry to deploy the troops that exceeded the previous attack. He personally oversaw the army, and the leader of the team was also the arbiter of the last successful attack. It stands to reason , there is no possibility of failure!"

Estelle snorted coldly.

"At the end of the day, there is still a mistake in your Theocracy's intelligence. Didn't you say that the other party is still the same as it was 47 years ago, without any special preparations? How do you explain that my arbitrator died there and caught up with him?" So many elite grayback squads?"

The armored man was speechless with a few words, and knocked on his helmet a little depressed, the armored man lowered his head, as if he recognized the pot.

"It's indeed our problem. I didn't find that the opponent has the combat power to kill the veteran Glory Knight in a short time. I deeply apologize for this target."

boom!

"If I hear such frivolous sentences about sacrifice come out of your mouth again, don't even think about using this body to say another word!"

Estelle slapped his desk fiercely, staring at the armored man.