A few regrets appeared on Merkha's face.

"Forget it, I, someone like me who may die tomorrow, will be useless to tell her about this."

"Anyway-goodbye, Luge."

After saying that, Moka, whose eyes were slightly wet, hugged Lu Ge, who had already shed tears.

"Goodbye, my best friend."

“Merka…”

He couldn't cry and couldn't say anything. He could only murmur Merkha's name, Lu Ge hugged Merkha tightly, and his closest friend in the Hele tribe.

...

...

The Britannian Empire, the northern border, the Ligasus Mountains (Bra Mountains), the foot of the mountain, the Pingman Legion stronghold, and the tent of Dengjar.

"Including the patriarch, there are 207 people from the Hele tribe who plan to resist stubbornly. Would you rather die than surrender?" Deng Jiaer, with a blank expression, asked Lu Ge, who was kneeling in front of her.

"...Yes." Lu Ge's voice was hoarse and unlike a human could make.

Deng Jiaer stared at Lu Ge who was kneeling in front of her for a while before sighing.

"Although they are enemies, they are all a group of respectable warriors."

"Faced with such an overwhelmingly poor opponent, I can still raise the courage to continue to resist."

"A group of respectable people."

Speaking of this, Deng Jiaer sighed lightly again.

"Please give our highest respect to these respectable people."

After saying that, Deng Jiaer turned to look at the deputy standing next to her:

"Call all the captains, I will launch a general attack on Brahshan."
Chapter completed!