"... he may be too young."

"No, No."

Sol shook his head.

"He is too worried about gain and loss. Although you and he are very young, you take over a broken battle group, a battle group that is about to be destroyed, so you are trembling at every step. You can really feel the great responsibility on your shoulders, even if it is doomed in the eyes of others,

You are also determined to change... "

Then he turned to another person.

"However, gorge did not... He inherited a complete regiment, which did not make him strong. Although he was aware of the unstable factors within the regiment, he did not want to change. It can be seen from his leading recruits out for so-called training,

He is evading, evading his responsibility as the commander of the war. He should correct all this, but he has no action. He chooses to compromise and accept the status quo. He is bound by heavy honor and tradition. "

Sol stepped forward and put his hand on soshyan's shoulder.

"That's the biggest difference between you and him."

"But..."

Soshyan is struggling. He has been brewing this idea for a long time, but it is still under consideration.

"... I want to help him."

"Then do it, you are the head of the regiment, you has the final say."

"But I can't squander the strength of the regiment for personal friendship..."

"Since you are a War Regiment, your will is also the will of the soldiers."

Saul's encouragement made soshyang's dark mood clear. He nodded and took the book "army Q & a".

"I'll talk to him."

From the unbound soul to the soul Messenger, soshyan was alone. Without any entourage, he directly came down from the thunder eagle and found gorgorgory who was confessing in the church all the way.

Since the War Regiment was beaten as a rebel, he often sought inner peace here.

But soshyan knew that his friends could not get any peace, only the anger and anxiety rolling in his heart.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Hearing the voice behind him, gorgorgori, who was half kneeling on the ground, stood up and turned to look at soshyan.

"I'm fine. I can kill a dozen traitors at any time."

He seemed to gnash his teeth at the last few words.

"Come on, brother, the matter hasn't come out. The trial court doesn't mean it's absolutely right."

Gorgorgory stared at soshyan's face.

"Brother, do you have anything else to do with me? There's no need to be polite between us."

Soshyan took out the book and sent it to Gorg.

"I accidentally saw this."

Gorgri accepted the "army Q & a" and his expression was a little complicated.

"Brother, are you investigating us?"

"No, I'm helping you."

Soshyan pointed to the book.

"Brother, I want you to tell me frankly. Do you think the content in this book is true? Is there no problem?"

Gorgory frowned. It was obvious that there were two emotions fighting violently in his heart. At the same time, soshyan's behavior was also a kind of doubt in his subconscious mind, which magnified his uneasiness and anxiety.

"This is written by the most distinguished elders of our regiment. It has a history of 6000 years. Generations of soldiers follow this book to serve the Empire! Why doubt it! Is it just because some people are deviant and doubt everything about us?"

In the last few words, he almost roared out.

Soshyang just smiled and said calmly:

"So sure, no doubt?"

"Doubt is the greatest weakness."

"Brother, truth is a multi blade sword. I just hope you can hold the sword hilt instead of the blade. Besides, it's only you and me, and it's not a problem to make complaints about what's old."

"This is our sacred classic -"

"Brother, I thought I was talking to a fearless man. How can you become old? Do I have to put myself in the jar before I can continue to communicate?"

Golgory looked at soshyang, suddenly smiled and sounded like thunder in the confession room.

"You really want to annoy me."

He smiled and shook soshyan's shoulder.

"Thank you, my friend."

Gorgorgory's voice sank again.

"I'm glad to have you here."

Soshyan returned with a gentle smile.

"If I can help you, I'm very happy."

Gorgorgory sighed and slid his hand off soshyang's shoulder.

"This book... I don't know what to say, but my intuition tells me that many of its contents are unreasonable, but it has been rooted in the tradition of our regiment, and I can't change it alone."

This is the first time he has confided his inner thoughts to people, and this matter has accumulated in his heart for a long time.

"Your idea may be the reason why you become the commander of the war."

Gorgorgory blinked and didn't understand soshyang's words for a moment.

"Brother, you --"

"This incident may not be accidental. You should be prepared."

Soshyang interrupted each other's follow-up words and looked at the stars flashing on the edge of the horizon.

"Of course, if they really become rebellious, then I will crush them and wash away the shame of the regiment."

Gorgri clenched his fist and spoke firmly.

At this time, soshyang suddenly changed the subject.

"We have more important things to do than these depressed topics."

"What's up?"

"Find the veterans who made trouble."

Gorgory just nodded and suddenly found a neglected word.

"Wait, we?"

Soshyan stared into gorgorgory's eyes and said word by word:

"The astral Knight will be the witness, take what we have seen and heard as evidence and submit it to the trial court to wash away the treason of the soul drinker."

The head of the soul drinker regiment was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly gave soshyang a bear hug.

In the crisp sound, their armor collided heavily.

"Thank you, brother, thank you."

"We are brothers and should be."

Gorgorgory let go of soshyan, and his mood was obviously much better than before.

"They didn't bring many warships this time, and I believe they haven't left Laconia, so I'm going to look for them there."

"If this is your judgment, brother, I support you."

"OK, let's set out tomorrow."

"I'm waiting for your news on the unbound soul."

After that, the two big hands covered with armour held tightly together.

At the same time, on the unbound soul cargo deck, a shuttle quietly entered and stopped. Then the hatch opened and a giant in white armor stepped down the stairs.

At the bottom of the stairs, a giant with silver gray armor had waited again.

When they face each other, they take off their helmets and reach out at the same time.

"Hello, brother, I'm Ustad."

"I'm Pallas."

Then they held their hands tightly together, stared at each other and whispered:

"Long live the undead army!"