After Becoming a Little Sister

Behind him is Ernierlong who just arrived. The other party is dressed in human form at the moment, only wearing armor, and his expression is still quite relaxed.

"It seems that you are a little uneasy?" There was no one in the hall, and Er Nierlong was not polite, and found a sofa to sit down: "What are you afraid of?"

"Do I have it?"

"It's obvious that you are afraid." Ernierlong sneered, "What? Worried about the exercise? As for it, it's not like you haven't fought a war before."

The Three Worlds War was so tragic, and being able to hold the authority of acting as the commander of an expeditionary fleet after the war was a double recognition of General Rexxar's strength and ability.

If this kind of person is afraid of war, it is a joke. It would be better to say that if he is a waste, then the alliance of wisdom species, which has unified the civilization of gods and civilizations, will be even more unbearable.

"I'm not afraid of fighting, I'm just worried... if I don't do well, it will embarrass His Highness."

General Rexxar sighed, admitting his uneasiness in disguise.

The reason why I feel uneasy is not only because of the upcoming away combat exercise with [-] against [-], but also because the previous behaviors for the purpose of survival and expedition all the year round are suddenly inapplicable. When facing the follow-up political turmoil, it is inevitable that people will feel constrained.

In the end, even if General Rexxar joked that he would simply transfer to a diplomatic and civilian job, he was still from a military background, and he was from the most orthodox battle formation.

What he is afraid of, or what is disturbing, is the civil service that he does not understand-or politics!

He started at the end of the year. If it wasn't for the Three Realms War, he would have a high probability of being an individual fighter at the level of a great swordsman, becoming a warrior who can make a name for himself. To get a place, or to lead a mercenary group to do some entrepreneurial work, is at stake.

In the world when he was young, the vast majority of people lived in ignorance, and what they asked for was food and clothing, plus some extravagant enjoyment. Even the so-called nobles and high-level fighters, looking at the past It is nothing more than territorial disputes with a radius of several hundred kilometers, and personal gains and losses of tens of thousands of gold coins.

Even if they don’t become fighters, they don’t have the ability to save their lives. The farthest place those civilians have been to in their lives is the city where the nearest lord is located, and this is what they think is the center of the world. What kind of things are just legends in the mouth of bards.

It wasn't until the alien species in that human species suddenly rose up in a way that swept across the mainland from the border, that everyone suddenly woke up.

It turns out that besides dawdling around and waiting to die day after day, there is actually another way to live!

As a result, the torrent of the times rushed over in such a mighty way, like the irresistible wave of the legendary original sin pollution, tearing the original order to pieces, and smashing all the oppression and shackles.

Although the new era is turbulent, an unprecedented vitality is also hidden under the ruins and ice and snow.

When the head of the legion completely cleared up the problems of the orcs, elves, and even the borders of the hell world bordering on the sphere of influence of the human race, the new order and the new ascending channel shone brightly like the sun in the sky. Everyone is warm and bright.

It was at this stage that General Rexxar changed his life, but he didn't like war.

Even if he was able to obtain a status and treatment that he would never have been able to obtain through the Three Worlds War, a stage of order change, he would not think that war is a good thing—people who have really experienced war can see too much pain And darkness, the kind of words that praise bravery, praise loyalty, and boast about fame and fortune are a bit biased in the eyes of the parties involved, or they are neither fish nor fowl when they stand up and talk without back pain.

Moreover, the entire first legion of the human species fought with the mentality of "sacrifice is worth sacrificing for a better future" from beginning to end, rather than simply overthrowing whoever was overthrowing whom, the kind that was established from the very beginning. The core of group spirit, in turn, greatly affected the style of the entire military group.

What General Rexxar is worried about now is the contradiction between what he does and the consequences he can bear under the constraints of such a layer of spiritual self-discipline. Look at the fact that you, as the right party, are forced to use force.

What makes him feel even more embarrassed is that this matter is very likely to cause implicated consequences that are difficult for the head of his own army, and even affect the future of the two civilizations.

The former General Rexxar existed as a tool man, and when they were in the world of divine grace, they were united as one, nothing more than fighting to the death.

At that time, the legion leader took the lead in the charge, and his boss was fierce and fierce. A screw like him didn't even have to think too much about the future.

Fighting all the way with the awareness of sacrifice for righteousness, whether it is victory or a short-term setback, in fact, it is already with the margin of life and death with awareness. If you win, you will get drunk with your colleagues in the military camp. If you lose, you will work hard. Run back at one point, and then cut back after rearranging.

And when the Three Realms are pacified and the Wisdom Alliance is established, the sharpest knives in the hands of the legion commanders are assigned to explore the expedition, which becomes the most anticipated and most accustomed way out for a military personnel—accept the mission, complete the mission, simple and clear .

Even if it was the most difficult situation, when the entire fleet was lost in the endless ocean world, General Rexxar was still able to maintain a stable mentality.

Just survive with the entire fleet, survive first, and then continue to perform missions, or at least find a channel to perform missions.

But—how come all of a sudden, all of a sudden, things turned into something I couldn't understand?

Why did I become a representative of contact with the new civilization? What is even more frightening is that my immediate boss, the pioneer of the new world, the only, supreme, and leader, is here in a 'weak' way, Becoming someone who looks like an ordinary person—an ordinary person.

God is sorry, this is something that even a high-level military executive like General Rexxar who is not at the decision-making level can see!

Putting it in the ancient strange novels of the Republic, a random general would break out in a cold sweat when he saw the emperor jumping around among the people, right?

If it wasn't for the fact that the captain of the legion himself represents almost invincible force, and the other party seems to be quite sober now, before the divine grace came to the fleet, they would really go to war and then have the idea of ​​robbing people and leaving-no one would doubt the human race Loyalty of the First Legion!

Er Nierlong watched for a long time, and finally used his identity as a long-lived species to use his brain to understand the other party's current mentality.

Loyalty is too much...

It's nothing more than a tall man standing on top of the sky falling, whether it's the head of the legion or the head of the Guards, he doesn't need to think about it.

But he is not the kind of guy who has no political sensitivity at all. Now that his status has changed suddenly, he has become hesitant.

In his opinion, winning or losing is one thing. Whether he can fulfill the entrustment of the legion leader, and what kind of help or hindrance his actions will bring to the legion leader are the things he is really worried about. If this kind of person makes the legion The boss gave an order, even if he was asked to wipe his neck directly, but if he was asked to act on his own, he would be at a loss.

Moreover, in Ernierlong's view, General Rexxar and the human species are the most typical and direct representatives of the human species fighters of the current divine world wisdom species alliance. It is not an exaggeration to say that warriors are the elite class in this society.

In other words, in fact, the entire human race society today is in a style similar to that of General Rexxar.

If the head of the legion is there, then everyone will unite as one, and they will be able to fight all the way through the vastness of the world.

But if the head of the legion is gone, then the whole society will fall into a daze and restlessness as if it has lost its spine and brain.

As for fighting?exercise?That's a shitty thing...

If this civilized human being is not so polite and doesn't talk about so many restrictions, but everyone really cuts a fight, Rexxar will not be embarrassed.

After all, using violence to solve problems is what they are accustomed to, and violence that does not require direct responsibility is even more addictive!

It's just a war, it's just a self-defense counterattack. It's not his fault that this kind of thing goes wrong. It makes sense to go anywhere, so what is there to be afraid of for the entire fleet?

"Have you gone to ask Your Majesty for instructions?" Ernierlong yawned, slipped onto the carpet, and curled up next to the fireplace.

Although she looks like a human being, she curled up like a kitten or dog lying next to the fireplace, squinting comfortably in the heat.

"I asked for instructions, Your Highness said to let me figure it out."

"Then you can just figure it out, ten thousand to forty thousand, how come it's not a fight?"

The war style of this civilization is now of course based on high-tech weapons, and the number of personnel is not an absolute decisive advantage, but is the military strength of the Divine Grace World different?

All of them are fighters, all of them are superhumans, and the first legion of the entire human species is only maintained at a scale of [-].

Now if these military forces are placed in the early stage, they can even crush the legion commanders of the first stage or even the second stage in a grand manner.

"We will win." General Rexxar had no doubts about this question: "If I have to say it, I have to think about how to win."

Do you want to play better, or play a little harder?

If the fight is too fast, will the civilization here be afraid or even jealous of the civilization of God's grace, and will implicate the army commander?

But if the fight is too evenly matched, the head of the legion may be underestimated-after all, the third expeditionary exploration fleet has only less than 4 people, and there is no follow-up.

"Hello? Your Majesty, how are you busy?" Ernierlong yawned and dialed Alia's phone.

General Rexxar turned around suddenly, his face turned pale with fright: "You—"

『Let Rexxar answer the phone. ’ On the other end of the phone was Alia’s calm voice, neither angry nor smug.

But this is in line with the appearance of the legion commander in General Rexxar's memory. He just answered the phone in a hurry, and said in a submissive tone, "Your Highness!"

『Have the two sides handed over the exercise? 』

"The handover is complete. We have agreed on two battles, one offensive battle and one defensive battle. Now the other party has provided the area and all supplies, and our personnel are basically in place. The battlefield and battle types cover sea, land and air areas. , I’m going to—”

"You don't need to tell me about those, you arrange them yourself. "Alia interrupted him, and sighed again: "I originally wanted to let you arrange it yourself, but it seems that it is still a bit difficult for you. 』

"Your Highness..." General Rexxar hesitated to speak, but in the end he could only give Ernierlong a hard look.

But Ernierlong, a long-lived species, what is there to be afraid of?She just yawned to indicate that you're welcome, and continued to lie on her stomach to keep warm.

"Forget it, it's hard for you to solve it yourself, Rexxar—"

"Here!" General Rexxar subconsciously stood at attention through the phone.

"This time, I only have two requests for you. 』

"Yes!"

"First, make a quick decision, use the strongest offensive ability and the defensive ability that makes the opponent desperate, don't hold back!" 』

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

"Second...try not to kill people. 』

"……Yes!"

Try not to, meaning that it can be killed—General Rexxar vaguely sensed the attitude of his army commander, and his expression became serious.

Aliya didn't say much, this kind of arrangement really can't be called 'participating' in it, even if being questioned by others, Aliya is not afraid.

After listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, General Rexxar breathed a sigh of relief, and began to consider practical issues.

"It's an exercise, but it's a small-scale, high-intensity confrontation. If we can handle it, can they withstand our sword?"

As he said this, the hand holding the sword fell down and held the hilt: "And it sounds like Your Highness was offended!"

These guys don't seem to be very respectful to their army commander...

"So I said try my best." Er Ni Erlong sighed: "If it is really impossible, what do you think of sealing up a part of the striking power above the forbidden spell?"

"That was never intended to be used." General Rexxar shook his head.

The Apocalypse Strike cannot be used. The ability to directly penetrate the space rift from the earth to the blood sea world. If it is laid flat, it can probably be directly hit from one end of the Atlantic Ocean to the other. According to Master Rosenberg, that thing , as if the target is the strategic nuclear strike force of this civilization.

But this is also reasonable. As far as the exercise is concerned, even if General Rexxar can be used, he is reluctant to use it. After all, that is the force of the third expeditionary exploration fleet.

Losing the local long-distance contact and support, the bridgehead they set up here is not so much a bridgehead, it is more appropriate to say that it is more appropriate to open a new sub-base. Under this premise, the non-renewable strike force that can be saved , it becomes very precious.

"Fortunately, His Highness is here." General Rexxar turned around, unscrewed the cloak behind him, and the cold wind outside the window howled almost instantly: "Come here—"

The shout easily penetrated the heavy door, and the orderly outside the door opened the door and came in, standing at attention and saluting: "General!"

"Announce to the whole army, Your Highness has an order to watch them fight beautifully, don't hold back - but don't take the initiative to pursue kills, what we want is the victory of the attack, not the victory of the kill, especially the warning of the orcs!"

"Yes--"

The orderly next to him went to take his orders, so there was only one person and one dragon left in the spacious room, and the crackling firewood in the fireplace.

"What's the matter with the beastman?" Ernierlong turned over, let the warmth of the fireplace bake his back, and even wanted to change back to his body and flicked his tail.

But considering her size and consumption, she gave up again, and asked lazily without opening her eyes: "Another moth?"

"I have already informed His Highness about their defection in Endless Ocean World."

"According to Your Majesty's personality, it is estimated that they will not be punished—and they don't call it defection, they just want to find a land to settle down."

"Hmph, the expeditionary fleet wants to leave before the combat deployment is completed. Isn't this a defection?" General Rexxar snorted coldly: "Your Highness is generous, saying that their actions are justifiable, but they themselves know that they are afraid now." , I want to show it again, I am worried that they will not be able to control it tomorrow."

The legion leader is largely the responsibility of the legion leader. If you do something wrong, you will do something wrong, and the impact will be very bad.

The beastman thing might be forgivable in normal times, but now that the entire expedition fleet has come to a new civilization in a different world, as the only unit directly under the current legion leader, the disloyalty of the beastman race is very shocking.

And if it is pushed back, once the two civilizations resume communication in the future and contact the mainland, it is conceivable that in the entire alliance of intelligent species, the orcs will be suppressed from political to economic levels, so the orcs It is necessary to re-express loyalty with one's own behavior, which is a bit of a sin and meritorious deed.