Demon Sword God

"Well, many knights join the army in the current war to subsidize their families. In the end, how many come back depends on luck. Sorry." The female receptionist sighed and glanced at the medals that had just been put in the recycling basket. will be recycled.Then the waitress turned around and handed Mu Lin a white paper full of words and a green card.

"This is the pension receipt form. You sign on it. The pension is in this card. You can take it away after signing. The opposite is the Continental General Bank. You can go to withdraw the money..."

Deaths... Pensions...

Mu Lin stared blankly at the white paper full of black characters in front of him, and the hand that took the pen stopped in the air blankly.Mu Lin wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry.

I want to be strong, strong...

But why, it feels... more and more hazy in front of my eyes.

At the moment when Mu Lin's spirit was about to collapse after being hit by this sudden blow, there was a burst of warmth behind him, and a pair of slender hands stretched out from behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

Qingqing's body was gently attached to Mu Lin's back.

"Brother, I want to go home."

The faint voice made the whole world quiet for a moment.All that remains is the increasingly synchronized heartbeat.

thump - thump -

Mu Lin held the thin but warm hand at his waist for a long time...

tick-

Tears fell down uncontrollably and wet the white paper in front of her.

"Well, let's go home."

"That medal, can I take it back as a souvenir?" Mu Lin lowered his head and asked in a low voice, with an indescribably sad and heavy tone.

"Give it to you, it's useless for us to keep it anyway, sorry..." the female receptionist said sadly, and took out the medal that had just been put into the recycling basket and handed it to Mu Lin.

Mu Lin took the medal, quickly wrote a few words on the white paper with his right hand, then took the green card, turned around and pulled Qingqing away from the counter.

The receptionist sighed and retracted the blank sheet of paper, in the bottom right corner of the form, where the tears were wet.

Mulin & #8226;;; Diya

The black text gradually became blurred.

It was dusk again, and Mu Lin and Bekas sat on the roof, looking at the setting sun that was about to set in the distance.Mu Lin had been in this position with his arms on his legs for several hours, and Bekas lay on the roof bored with a straw in his mouth.

"Do you have a home?" Mu Lin finally spoke, his voice was filled with indescribable sadness.Bekas, who was about to suffocate to death, jumped up instantly.

"Yes, of course. But I don't like it there, annoying."

"I don't have a home..." Mu Lin's tone suddenly became lost.

"Uh..." Bekas was speechless for a moment.

"I am a deserter. I was ambushed in the battle three years ago, and I escaped." Mu Lin raised his hands, his eyes fixed on his palms.

"Soldiers of the Sophia Empire..." Bekas sat back helplessly.

"It's a tragedy for you to be born in that country. It doesn't matter if you escaped. That kind of monarch is not worth your sacrifice." Emperor Sophia's notoriety spread throughout the south, and even the Western Islands closest to the south had heard a little bit of it. .Bekas didn't find it strange at all. Under the rule of this kind of monarch, no one would be sorry if he didn't become a deserter.

"The Sawyer family gave everything for the empire..."

"Is it only a pension in exchange?" Bekas shook his head steadfastly.