Iron God of War: Magic Mechas Reshape the War Era

The border between the two countries.

A city slightly in the middle of the border between the two sides, it is almost abandoned.

The ruins baptized by war still vaguely show the former prosperity, but the ruins of the buildings now covered with weeds and vines also prove that it was a long time ago.

There is still smoke from cooking here.

Under the coverage of spiritual power, it is not difficult to find that there are about a thousand people living in this small town.

For a small town that was supposed to have a population of 10,000, it was already good enough that one-tenth of the people were still alive after such a baptism of war.

The ruined city - Wachkam.

Su Lian walked into the street. He had already returned the Warcraft horse to the relevant chamber of commerce in the previous city and came here on foot.

Sure enough, there are still so many people here, and a considerable number of them are adventurers and smuggling guilds. There may still be indigenous people, but probably not many. Su Lian roughly observed the surroundings.

This place currently belongs to the Lanwu Kingdom. If a war breaks out between the two sides next time, Wochikam, which is located in a relatively peaceful area, will basically be defeated by the advantaged side. The buildings here are not enough to build a decent defense.

His appearance quickly attracted the attention of this powerful guy.

Su Lian's target was not them, so he turned around and headed towards the city area to the north.

Over there, he could clearly sense that there were about two hundred ordinary residents. Obviously, they were the real natives here, the ones who had not left.

andMost of them are elderly.

The spiritual power extends further north, where there are some cultivated lands, which should be the crops they use to make a living.

Su Lian's arrival also aroused the doubts of the old people here, while the younger people approached the place where they placed their weapons. It was obvious that they were quite wary of this well-equipped strange child.

Perhaps, there was once some noble dandy who came here and caused some bad things.

He found a spot closer to the center of the area and sat down.

No words, no extra actions, as if he was just looking for a place to rest temporarily.

It took a long time.

The younger people saw that he didn't make any movement, and generally thought that he just didn't like the place where the adventurers and smugglers stayed, so he came here to rest for a while. They relaxed their vigilance a little, but still arranged people to keep an eye on him.

Here, there is clearly no trust in outsiders.

The sun above my head gradually slides down.

When I came, it was the smoke from lunch, and now the smoke from dinner has risen.

I have been sitting in meditation for an entire afternoon.

This is the land torn by war.

Su Lian sighed inwardly.

His mental power has been silently observing everything here.

Most of those who survived and stayed were elderly people.

Their food is a little dough, with wild vegetables dug from who knows where, and sometimes the better ones might use vegetables from the farmland. It is extremely simple, even oil is rarely used, and it seems that not many people use salt.

He could even guess.

These old people eat dinner so early because when night falls, they will not even have fuel and will fall into a long dark night.

The wind magic that continued to spread out could also be heard by the people around him talking about it.

That child has been sitting here all afternoon. Is it really okay?

Who cares? Looking at his weapons and protective gear, do we need to ask about them?

You'd better be careful with him. It would be terrible if he turns out to be a dandy who can go crazy.

A little further away, people who had been paying attention to him were still talking in the same way.

Older people are more worried, while younger people are more cautious.

Perhaps, if he wasn't dressed like that, they would have driven him away from the beginning. Or perhaps, if he was dressed in rags, they would have come to care for the poor kid from the beginning.

Is this the place where wars have raged for years?

Su Lian opened his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him who should be grandfather and grandson.

The grandfather, leaning on a cane, walked slowly towards them with a young boy, who was about five years old, and holding a piece of bread.

Brother, do you want to eat it? the little boy asked timidly while holding the bread.

Why give it to me? Aren't you full too? Su Lian asked calmly.

He knew that the food for the grandfather and grandson tonight was just plain bread. And this palm-sized, thin bread, the grandfather and grandson had just shared one.

Because you didn't eat anything, brother. The little boy answered innocently.

Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person? Su Lian asked again.

Is there a bad guy as old as you? the little boy asked curiously.

But it was obvious that he was a little scared, and the little hand that was holding out the pancake retracted a little.

Bad guys don't discriminate by age, Su Lian said.

So who are you, brother? the little boy asked carefully.

Yes, a very bad guy. Su Lian nodded.

The bad guy who will bring war to this land.

Then... The little boy looked at his grandfather, not knowing what to do.

However, at this time.

Will you give me the bread again? Su Lian asked proactively.

The little boy hesitated, and the old man just stood there quietly, looking at Su Lian as if he was thinking about something.

I...I don't want to give it to you, brother.

But Grandpa said, if...

If a bad guy wants something, just give it to him, as long as he doesn't hurt us.

The little boy said with some fear, and handed over the small piece of bread again.

Su Lian's heart trembled slightly.

Give bad guys whatever they want, just to beg for a little peace that may be brought by kindness.

Here's the bread. Please don't hurt us, okay? The little boy said sincerely despite being afraid.

The young hands were trembling slightly, and there was some reluctance.

Su Lian shook his head slightly. The little boy was confused and a little scared, leaning close to his grandfather. He didn't know what this meant.

Wouldn't the bad guy want his things?

In my heart, a certain strong desire is intensifying.

Don't you have anything to say? Su Lian looked up and asked the old man who looked to be around sixty years old.

Don't worry, this young man won't hurt us. said the old man.

Older people sometimes really need to look at things more clearly.

Sit down. Su Lian motioned the grandfather and grandson to sit next to him: Little guy, eat the bread yourself. There is also a piece of barbecue here.

There was a piece of barbecue that he bought but didn't finish. He could use magic to heat it up and eat it when needed.

Although the little boy was envious, he didn't dare to take it.

But before he could ask his grandfather, the piece of barbecue had already floated in front of him, and he could feel the temperature of the barbecue.

Eat. Grandpa nodded with a faint smile.

Yeah! The little boy nodded happily.

Meat is a food that no one dares to ask for, but it is also a food that children find difficult to refuse.

Su Lian did not continue speaking. The old grandfather sat next to him, leaning on his crutches with both hands, watching his grandson eat the hard-earned barbecue with a kind smile.

The person who had been staring at Su Lian in the corner finally relaxed.

It seems that this strange child is not a playboy.

Young master, do you have anything you want to ask us? I am probably the most familiar person here. asked the old man.

I just want to take a look at this place that has experienced countless wars over the past few decades. Su Lian answered simply.

This place has indeed experienced a lot of wars. The old man sighed and reminisced.

Have you ever thought about leaving here? Su Lian asked.

If we leave, where can we go? the old man asked with a helpless smile.

Su Lian did not answer.

The city is not a place for us untouchables to live in. The other villages will not accept outsiders like us who have no labor force when they can't even feed themselves. Where else can we go except staying here? the old man sighed.

The scenes from the slums of the Kingdom of Sibai reappeared in his mind.

There is nowhere to go and nowhere to escape.

Where are his parents? Su Lian asked. This was obviously a sad topic.

His father was drafted into the army the year before last, and died in the war with the Kingdom of Armenia last year. His mother was captured by a passing adventurer, and there has been no news of her since. The old man's tone became calmer as he spoke here.

It was a kind of helpless and desperate calm.

His father died in battle and his mother was abducted.

Su Lian looked at the little boy next to the old man, who was eating the barbecue bit by bit, afraid that he would finish it so quickly.

The strong desire in my heart intensified again.

Young master, if you have any questions, just ask. This piece of barbecue is the best reward. The old man said with a smile.

Obviously telling him not to worry about whether these questions hurt them emotionally.

Under the glow of the setting sun, the old man in front of me and the little boy are eating barbecue seriously.

Inexplicably, it feels a bit sad.

turn out to be.

Can the way of asking for information be so cheap?

What do you think of your country? Su Lian asked simply.

Which country? the old man asked.

Su Lian was silent for a moment.

It soon became clear that they might not be considered citizens of any country, because they didn't even know who would occupy this place when they woke up tomorrow.

Really...

What a ridiculous question. I'm sorry for asking. Su Lian shook his head and apologized in self-mockery.

It doesn't matter. The old man smiled.

Then let me ask a more direct question.

Su Lian looked at the scenery in front of him.

This city was ravaged by war, with only ruins left. Under the glow of dusk, a few wisps of smoke were swaying in the air.

Wachkam.

What do you think war is?

War...

The old man repeated it.

The tone sounded like he was thinking, but also like he was sighing, and a little sad.

This is a direct but also heavy topic.

I am just an ordinary person. The only thing related to war is my life. The old man replied softly.

A calm answer.

Yes, a heavy answer.

My whole life is about war, what else is there?

But I don't have much education, so it's hard for me to describe it clearly. I'll just tell you briefly about my ordinary life. The old man said with a smile.

The dusk fell upon him, and the old man in his twilight years echoed it.

Yeah. Su Lian nodded slightly.

Young Master, you ask me what war is?

Oh

I was born in the Kenremei Empire. My mother was captured when she was young, and my father was disabled as a result.

I went to school in the Kingdom of Weinuo. They wanted to educate us, but soon the Finkans arrived here.

I married a runaway slave girl in the Fincan Juntong country, even though we don't speak the same language.

I fought hard in the Kingdom of Sibai, wanting to give my children and wife a better future, but unfortunately everything was in vain.

I am now... I am living in retirement, in the Lanwu Kingdom, accompanying my young grandson.

The old man touched the little boy's head kindly and smiled, a little bitterly.

Until now.

I'm not even sure in which country I'm going to die, and where the little one is going to go.

Do you want to ask if I have been to many places because of the war?

Not really.

Because from the time I was born until now, I have never left my hometown, this ruined city - Wachkam.

The old man calmly and simply described his ordinary life.

That city, which has never left its hometown, has been wandering between various countries throughout its life.

This is how war looks to him.

The strongest desire in my heart, which I had never experienced before, intensified to the peak!

Born in Kenremey;

Go to school in Wino;

married in Fincan;

Struggle in Sibai;

In his later years he lived in Lanwu;

Throughout his life, he never left his hometown, Wochikam, a small city ravaged by war.

What's your name? Su Lian asked calmly.

That calm tone contained an unknown and terrifying emotion that would scare anyone.

Me? Wafael Friedman. The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he had not introduced himself to others for a long time.

Vafiel Friedman.

Su Lian silently kept this name in mind in his heart.

War, related names.

Su Lian slowly stood up, turned his back to the setting sun, and looked at the grandfather and grandson in front of him in the dusk glow.

In your entire life, you have never recognized the country, and you have also lost trust in the dirty war group disguised as the country.

But if one day.

If a country that can give everyone basic rights to survive, basic dignity and no exploitation or oppression appears before you, are you willing to try to accept it and let your children try to love that country?

Su Lian asked seriously.

The old man stared at him in a daze, as if he had witnessed something that was very confusing.

Even the little boy looked at the older brother in front of him with curiosity.

If such a country really exists...

The old man replied with a slight sigh.

Dare not trust, dare not fantasize, dare not ask for anything.

But, perhaps, in my heart, I can have a little expectation.

Take this flag.

A rolled-up piece of red cloth suddenly appeared in Su Lian's hand.

This is... the old man was puzzled.

When war breaks out around you again, the miserable soldiers flee in front of the chariots, and the high-ranking knight mechas are blown to pieces!

Take it and fly it as high as you can!

That non-existent country will come in person to greet you!

Su Lian took off his mask, his handsome face showing the most determined and aloof look as he spoke delusional words.

The old man looked at the young man in the dusk light before him.

It seems that what we see is not the solitude of the setting sun in the west, but the rise of the rising sun in the east!

The moment when he took over the flag.

The boy disappeared before his eyes.

All that was left in my ears was a single sentence.

I, Su Lian, will live up to any intelligent being that waves this flag!