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It's amazing...... More neat than the tsar's cavalry. ”

Looking at the elves who hurried out of the carriage and lined up at the sound of passwords and whistles, Caspar forgot the shame and frustration of wearing women's clothes, and focused all his energy on the queue divided into several squares.

Having seen what the bears and wolves armies are, it is easy for half-breeds to compare and comment on them and the elven armies.

On the one hand, there is a collection of ruffians and robbers, and the things they are passionate about are robbery, massacre, and arson;

On the other hand, military discipline is strict and prohibitive, and each elven warrior is very familiar with the positions they are assigned, the tasks, and the coordination with their companions. From top to bottom, it exudes a shrewd and capable sense of neatness.

I haven't seen the sharp-eared elves fight yet, but at least such an army makes Caspar and Nona relatively safe and not overly concerned about race.

"What's so nice about green clothes and green hats......"

Roland grunted and raised the bar, he had never seen an army, and the boy who knew nothing about what a [qualified army] should look like could not be compared, so naturally he could not comment on the mental outlook of the elven warriors. However, to deal with marginal issues such as clothing taste, Roland feels that he still has the capital to express some opinions.

Compared with the knightly equipment such as cuirass, plate armor and other knightly armor carved with intricate patterns, glittering and mighty, the three-color camouflage training uniform is really not enough to see, and the hat with that green tone is really not enough......

Every normal man...... UH, EVEN ABNORMAL MEN WILL NOT WANT TO HAVE A GREEN HAT ON THEIR HEADS, AND THIS KIND OF SHAME PLAY WITH A HIGH RETURN RATE WILL MAKE MEN HAVE SOME PROBLEMS WITH THEIR PSYCHOLOGY AND PHYSIOLOGY, AND THEN THEY HAVE TO SEEK HELP FROM A PSYCHIATRIST OR A SPECIALIST IN MALE DISEASES......

Until the superior concealment was fully demonstrated during the confrontation exercises, the elves also resisted this style of military uniform. After proving their worth, the elves who have always adhered to pragmatism obediently put on [toad-like clothes (Roland)], after all, it is not rational behavior to wear a target in front of a gun, especially after the sniper was introduced in the recent confrontation exercise, the training uniform and related tactical regulations were more quickly and proactively accepted.

Although the artillery cooking class and the anti-aircraft artillery cooking class were inexplicably depressed by this, most elves were used to it.

Uniform attire, uniform action.

Is this what the so-called army looks like?

Not a fanatic enthusiast who loves such things, lacks relevant knowledge, and has no examples to refer to, looking at the elven warriors lined up, Roland muttered in his heart with confusion.

The Sword of Kingship, the Elves, the Army, the Kingdom of Gilmania, the Humans, the Orcs, the World, and the Lilin.

I vaguely felt that there was an invisible thread running through these words, but I couldn't touch it. The perception of politics and the world is completely blank. Roland couldn't understand why Li Lin and the elves were obsessed with getting Gramm, and the tension that permeated the convoy made him feel oppressed and shaken.

Roland couldn't imagine what they would do if they found Gramm, but it led to the tragedy in Bode Village, and the culprit who carried out that tragedy was Li Lin, and the fact that the elves were accomplices and accomplices would not change.

But the Caspar siblings and himself were rescued by Li Lin and the elves, and now the three of them are also taking care of and favoring the elves all the way—these are facts that he is powerless and unwilling to deny, no matter how awkward he is.

In the past seven days, Rolandhorn Guò has learned from his own personal experience that the world will not be gentle with people, and human beings will also persecute human beings. How difficult it is for a child to survive in harsh nature and a hostile society. And how lucky and warm it is to be protected and cared for. ...,

The ambivalence of the stalemate made him unable to lift his energy, and coupled with a series of cross-dressing activities and the laughter of the female soldiers, Roland was completely powerless.

"Look at your bear-like look, what's it...... Appearance. ”

Catching a glimpse of the same little maid outfit as his own, Caspar swallowed the [manly] that rolled to his mouth. The half-breed shook his shaggy tail that came out of the opening in the waist and back of the skirt, and blurted out a disdainful evaluation:

"Don't worry about starving, you have clothes to wear, you can sleep under the quilt at night, and you don't have to worry about someone beating you up and snatching you all the light - such a good day, but there are endless complaints, where are you the young master of a rich family?".

What Caspar and Nona see in their eyes is a true kingdom of heaven.

There was no discrimination, no cold eyes, no mud or stones thrown out of nowhere, no one yelled at them, no one pointed their weapons at them. The food tastes a little weird, but it's always filling. In the evenings, Brunhill would cover them with blankets.

"The most important thing is that it will teach you to read and write, and impart knowledge. That's a privilege reserved for shamans or magicians!"

"It's all elven language and writing, and that kind of moldy ancient relic won't be useful in modern times, right?"

There is no enthusiasm, and the weak rebuttal makes the listener's mood awkward.

"I said you guy, when are you going to make a fuss?!"

Caspar's disdainful tone drilled into his ears, as if he had seen through a qiē, and said that the world under the rule of the elves was better, igniting Roland's antagonism.

"You just say that when you see them now, they do everything to achieve their goals and get what they want! They do everything to kill people and set fires! You don't know anything about them!"

"And how much do you know? Brunhill, who took care of you, the dark-haired man who adopted you—how much do you know about them? Humans kill and set fires just like orcs, and they don't even need a reason to do that. What do you know about the world? Do you know what kind of life we lived before?".

The cold voice contained the anger before the explosion, the tail and hair stood up, and the pupils of the eyes condensed with a cold light that was not good.

Roland and he are friends who have survived the most difficult moments together, and it stands to reason that the relationship between the two should never develop into a-for-tat, if not harmonious.

It will develop to the point where it is now, and it is by no means explained by a simple sentence of "childishness".

There are two and a half people who know the reason.

Caspar, the party concerned;

Li Lin, a cold-eyed bystander;

Brunhill the Looming Perceptor;

Although they are more or less clear about the answer, no one will debunk it.

It is impossible for the parties involved, the observer is not interested, and the vague perceiver has not yet figured out the whole ins and outs.

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