I am a tutor/Terra transcriber in Terra, but the enlightenment stream

"We save people, we save these children."

"You said, 'Children are Sakaz's future,' and we will bring them here until all of us are dead."

"We don't believe in Theresia, nor do we believe in Tracys, we only believe in you."

After that, he turned around and stepped out of the neutral area, said something to the children outside the wall, and then left with them.

They were the only ones left - the children.

He hesitantly put down the weapon in his hand, and then looked at Loya with vigilance, like a grinning beast, warning him not to mess around.

The heavy trust of the Sakaz posed another problem for Loya.

After all, the school is not a refuge. It is stipulated that the number of students can only be thirty, and refugees can only stay for three days.

Should we kick these children out after three days and leave them to fend for themselves, and in the end not even one out of ten will survive? Or should we break the rules and put them in shelter, which will eventually lead to the bankruptcy of the school plan.

Or take them to the Tower of Babel and watch them be swallowed up by the flames of war - anyway, this is how they have always been. Sakaz was born with this fate, and Loya does not have to blame himself for this.

"teacher……"

Yuixing's eyes were mixed with a bit of unbearability, and she focused her gaze on the frozen back of the person in front of her:

"How to do?"

Loya didn't know what to do because rules were rules.

It wasn't until I actually faced the problem that I realized how cruel the things I wrote lightly on paper were.

"Take them first, and then I'll think of a solution."

After making a decision, Loya stepped aside, found a place to sit down, and watched the sentries not far away checking whether the children still had weapons hidden.

"Oh, another big trouble." Loya sighed.

Doing so would trigger a series of political issues. Whether it was right or wrong, he didn't know.

It seemed like I was back in the old days, when I was betting big on Hedley's team.

Just as he was thinking about it, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind. It was Linguang.

Sitting side by side with Loya, she said:

"If I were you, I would make the same choice."

"Loya, we are the same kind of people, but sometimes you think more than me."

Suddenly he remembered the past and sighed:

"I could not sit back and watch tragedy unfold before my eyes, even though I knew that the scene before my eyes was still being played out across Terra."

"But at least, I did what I could do, and I will not be ashamed of my family and my heart - the same goes for you."

"This time you hit a dead end."

Linguang raised his fist and gestured to Luo Ya.

Luo Ya also clenched his fists and bumped into hers, smiling:

"That's not the problem, Margaret, you know how others see me now."

"As long as I accept these children, there will always be people who misinterpret my meaning and think that I am developing my own power."

"But I'm just a book writer. I don't have the ability to be a leader. I just want to make Kazdale better. Besides..."

"Then you should take on this responsibility."

Interrupting his words, Linguang said word by word:

"See yourself clearly, my comrade, you are already the rule maker."

"You are unique in this land of Kazdare."

Chapter 41 Bad Guys

It was already three days later when W saw Loya again.

He was surrounded by a group of children, talking and laughing.

Seemingly feeling something, Luo Ya put down the paintings and paper manuscripts in his hands and raised his head. W was standing not far away with his hands on his hips, looking at him with a half-smile.

"That's it for today. If you still want to hear stories, just learn to read with Teacher Yuexing."

Amid a cry of disappointment, Loya walked towards W, opened his arms and wanted to give her a big hug.

"I heard you got into trouble again."

W stretched out a finger to press Loya's forehead in disgust, preventing him from getting closer.

But Loya had long known that she would do this, and made a gorgeous turn around behind W, hugging her directly.

"It's not just once or twice that I've gotten into trouble."

"I can't help you this time."

W pouted.

In the past, when Loya first arrived in Kazdaele, he would always do some stupid things out of his damn kindness, and in the end, W would help to smooth things over.

Hearing this, Luo Ya smiled softly and pointed to the group of children.

They sat around and were talking about something. Although everyone still had a little bitterness on their faces, most of them were smiling.

"I think they look a lot like you."

"what?"

W frowned and looked for a long time but couldn't see any resemblance.

He raised his head and wanted to say something more, but was suddenly blocked.

The lingering and yearning were all contained in this one-minute-long deep kiss.

"It's like now."

Loya pressed W's forehead.

Now her smile is exactly like theirs.

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The renovation of the campus was completed yesterday, and W came here with the baggage troop.

A large amount of furnishings and supplies were unloaded from the vehicles and moved to various buildings.

Loya has been sleeping in the car these days, and tonight he can finally sleep in bed.

"Mr. Loya."

"Hello."

Visiting the campus side by side with W, various Sakaz greeted Loya along the way.

"You look more and more like Theresia now."

"yes."

Luo Ya responded casually, took W's hand and suddenly ran upstairs.

"This will be the classroom from now on."

After opening a door, there was plenty of light in the room, and the tables, chairs, and podium were neatly arranged according to Loya's requirements.

He patted these brand-new steel tables with some excitement and walked around the classroom.

"You seem very happy." W couldn't help but smile.

"I'm very happy."

Sitting at a table, Loya looked out the window and couldn't help but feel nostalgic.

Kazdel finally had a familiar scene, but Loya was no longer the Loya before.

"It would be better if you could see some flowers and plants or various trees outside from here."

Luo Ya has actually thought about becoming a teacher. If he fails to pass the public examination, he can teach and write what he wants to write in his spare time. That would be great.

Memories should be limited to memories.

The bloody storm of the past four years can make a person change a lot.

He is no longer that ordinary college student, nor is he any longer a nobody who lives an ignoble existence. There are some things that he has to adapt to.

"Then come on, my great writer--"

W dragged out a long ending, imitated Loya and left with a smile, probably going to reconnoiter the terrain again.

Habits formed on the battlefield are hard to change.

Just as he was about to leave, the communicator that Loya carried rang.

It was Linguang who was guarding the outpost.

"Loya, a guest is here."

"What kind of guest?"

"Evil guest."

"I see."

After hanging up the communication, Loya sighed.

After driving for several hours, we arrived at the first outpost. As soon as we got off the car, we saw Lin Guang talking to a blood demon with an evil look on his face.

"I'm here... tell me why you're here." Loya stepped forward and interjected.

"Oh, Mr. Loya, I have long admired your name."

The blood demon performed a standard etiquette that made Loya feel sick.

The Blood Demon is a famous war madman, a madman whose mind is filled with killing. Loya wishes that all these people would die immediately - except for Lucille.

"No need for polite words, let's get down to business."

Loya responded unceremoniously.

The Blood Demon was not annoyed and still maintained a humble look, but his words were sharp on the contrary:

"Mr. Loya, you have obviously violated the original agreement. I think you should know the consequences of doing so."

Loya understood.

When he spoke like this, it was obvious that he was not sent by Traces, and that the only person who could command the Blood Demon was the Blood Demon King except Traces.

Then there is no need to look good.

Loya said in surprise: "Really? Did I break the contract? Is this... messenger illiterate?"

He turned to look at Linguang, pointed at himself, and said in confusion:

"I remember that we still lacked a lot of manpower for the subsequent construction, so I recruited some."

"Operator Linguang, I remember that the agreement didn't seem to say that I can't recruit people from outside both parties, right?"

Suppressing his smile, Lin Guang nodded to match the double act.

"Yes, Minister Loya."

"Look," Loya shrugged, "Please come back, I'm pressed for time..."

After saying that, he pulled Linguang away as if no one was around, and the two began to talk about the construction of the outpost.

The blood demon envoy's smile gradually disappeared, he took a deep look at the two people's backs, turned around and left expressionlessly.

"Finally gone," Linguang breathed a sigh of relief: "Luoya, is this too much?"

"No, not too much at all."

After moving his neck, Luo Ya drove all the way over in the car, and his body began to feel sore again.

"Don't worry about people who are not Tracys."

He didn't believe that the Blood Demon Lord could directly mobilize his troops to rush into the neutral zone.

But after this time there will definitely be more and more rumors about his attempt to stand on his own feet.