As the holidays approached, there was a more tranquil atmosphere in the military school. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info A lot of students from other grades have already left, and I don't know if it's because of leaving school early or for some other reason. The excitement of approaching the holidays that existed in Kasia's head was also polished out before it could be expressed in this cold aura.

Later, as he lay in bed, he remembered the reason for this phenomenon. This is not a serious school, and it is just a delusion that does not really feel like the school I had longed for.

"There are holidays in the military school, but you should know the nature of this place very well, right? What is the identity of the students, what can the chain of interests allow them to do, how many choices they have、、、 etc., are all imaginable. And some of them are orphans collected from mercenaries, and I don't think they will feel that way when it comes to going home or something. Jetline later overheard Kasia talk about this inadvertently, adding that the reason that applies to most people, "and when it comes to going home, it may be that for those orphaned mercenaries, where they were born has been forgotten." Many of them have followed those mercenaries since they were children, and they have been wandering in places full of gunsmoke and war for many years, and the scene in front of them is mostly similar. Where they were brought into the team, and then helped with chores, and then a few years of slow growth, I think they themselves forgot where they got on the big truck of the mercenary team. ”

"And those people in the family 、、、," said Yeterin and shook her head, "that's not where they want to go back." Not all of them are very clear, but this is certainly what most people think. ”

Later, it was Atoring who confirmed this with actual data. Those are the statistics of the students who will stay in the military school during this vacation. Only their current class of students accounted for about 80 percent.

The military academy has accelerated the process of cultivating them, but at this stage, in the eyes of those forces, they still have nothing to grow up with, and they still do not have the value of being recalled to the family to be appointed. Correspondingly, many people don't want to go back to their families, and it is probably foreseeable that so many students will be left in school in the first school year.

But not all of these 80 percent stay in school. Although I don't know exactly where I should develop now, there is always nothing wrong with trying to improve my strength. Some of them will go to the battle line, and it is not something that comes to mind suddenly when the Imperial military sends a recruitment-like message.

A month's time, minus the round-trip trip, is less. But the remuneration is definitely generous, and the people who are already in the military academy also attach importance to it to the imperial military, and it is clearly stated that they will count the things on the front into military merit. Compared to those who did not choose to go to the front, they can have a little chance of getting ahead. The families nurture them, and in the end they are either incorporated into the family as a powerful private army, or let them go to the army. Wherever there is something, run there. The higher the official position, the more benefits can be sought.

Compared with working under the power of the Quartet, the military department directly under the management of the Imperial Parliament has a little better oil, water and benefits there. Even if the Imperial Council is composed of four forces, the gap between the two sides is definitely much larger than anywhere else.

And most importantly, the people who make up the army believe in the gun in their hands. They don't know much about the rulers, that is, they don't have a lot of colds. Since I am willing to stay in the army, there are probably several reasons. One is because there is no choice, as an ordinary class of soldiers who signed the imperial agreement, they get a salary like a part-time worker every year, as long as they don't die, and they persist in the constant war to the end, it is a bumper harvest. But there are very few such people, and the proportion is not large. It is somewhat difficult for ordinary people to survive by strength. One is thinking of exchanging military rank for profit and power, these people are like hungry wolves. If the situation is bad, it can become a dog with its tail wagging, and if the situation changes, it can become a pack of howling wolves. Usually bite the prey to death first, and then seek out the companions around them.

The last ones, most of whom are in high positions, have a chance to become part of the rulers of the Empire. But I'm not used to the atmosphere among those in power, or the gun in the army can represent the majority of the practice that suits them. Therefore, under the infection of the smell of gunpowder, most of the tempers have become hotter, or they are changing in the direction of fiery.

Of course, there are people in other situations, like the large number of believers who were brought into the army by the Holy Emperor's Hall because of their belief in the gods.

And now is almost the time period before the war is coming, if before the war, they can survive the task of constantly skipping grades in the military school, and they can also join the imperial environment in the future after leaving the military school without being torn to pieces by the whirlpool, after all, everyone will go to the battlefield, and they can't run away. The military academy shortened the five-year period to three years, not in order to train the backbone of the wartime.

They may be among the first to enter the war, and in such a way that they don't seem to have much choice.

A few days after the test, the holiday notice also arrived as scheduled. The weather also suddenly became unusually cold at the same time. Kasia, whose usual life is fixed in the cafeteria, training ground, and library, does not pay much attention to the changes in the environment. When the skin felt the coolness, he raised his head to look at the sky through the hexagonal protective glass of the military school, and only then did he see the thing that filled the sky.

It was as if mold had grown from the rotting object of the sky, and the air was dry, but it looked so wet that it was dripping water. The sun couldn't penetrate them, and it was all over Manoma. The cold wind whistled from the Blanco Mountains, and Manoma was just caught between the cold currents of the Right Continent and the Endless Sea behind him.

The snow hasn't started to fall yet, but the salty ice particles are falling every day. The temperature plummeted in the space of a day or two, and Kasia could paint in his head the people in the thick fur coats on the streets of Manoma. Everyone must be wrapped in a warm scarf and wear windproof goggles when the wind is strong. Accidentally those ice particles and eye damage are the norm in various newspapers at this time of the year.

When Kasia withdrew her gaze from the sky, she sighed in her heart that time had finally come to this point, the weather was about the same, and the temperature seemed to be similar. Only then he was wearing a thick cotton coat with a cut in it, and it was not long before he could do without wearing those thick clothes anymore, and then he went with a salute that did not contain anything.

There really wasn't anything to take home. If anything, apart from toys for my sister or decorations for my mother, there are only guns.