Chapter 98 Gunshots

"No one likes war, no one likes death."

A team of 500 people, singing military songs and shouting "Long live the king", climbed a high ground.

Under the bombardment of the iron rain, less than 50 people were left with injuries in less than two hours.

"Everyone, open your eyes and look, the blood of a whole generation of men on the continent is almost dry. Wives, mothers, and children are all looking forward to the return of their loved ones."

Too many men cannot return intact, only a box of ashes or a medal.

The trauma suffered by soldiers on the battlefield is likely to accompany them for the rest of their lives. Watching their comrades who lived and died together become broken limbs in the artillery fire, and become tattered blood bags in the rain of bullets, when a war has become a fight with human lives, the soldiers will ask themselves why they are fighting?

To punish injustice.

This reason for starting a war has reached the limit. If military law is used to force it, the superiors will have to guard against a black gun.

Ziegler witnessed all this with her own eyes. She realized that returning to the [Steam City] to appeal would help those suffering soldiers far more than staying on the battlefield. The honey-haired doctor stood on the podium, clenched her fists and waved them, expressing the voice in the hearts of people of this era.

"End this war! Welcome peace!"

The next moment, a uniform voice roared like a huge wave to meet Ziegler's slogan.

"End this war! Welcome peace!" The sound wave seemed to overturn the dome of the venue. People who were also tortured by the war and hit by the sluggish economy finally found a way to solve their suffering and issued a deafening collective roar.

"End this war! Welcome peace!"

Bill followed suit and clenched his fists. The garrison members of [The Lightman] also followed suit and shouted selflessly at this moment.

"End this war! Welcome peace!"

Amiste also joined in the fun. She held Lynn's hand and smiled like a little girl with bright eyes. "Come on, Lynn, shout with me."

In this situation, Lynn certainly chose not to be unique and joined in the slogan shouting, but his slogans seemed to be a little uninspired.

The Expo venue was boiling, and those who stood outside and could not enter also shouted and roared. The overwhelming slogans were the strongest voice of this era, and came from the most sincere wishes of the people.

Ziegler on the podium was excited and her eyes were red, and tears flowed down her cheeks. Her expression was sacred and touching. It was the happiness of a person who finally found the direction for his life and fought for it and achieved results. Lynn noticed this happiness and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Dr. Ziegler made a perfect start in his speech at the peace conference.

The next step was to respond to the questions from reporters and then put forward his own demands. In fact, the reporters had arranged it very well, and it was a matter of going through the process.

How could newspapers be missing in the publicity campaign?

Offstage, Lin En held the hand of the Countess. Lin En commented that the soft and boneless hand was very nice to the touch, even through a layer of thin silk stockings.

The Countess had just shouted too hard and almost fell down.

Lin En could only support her waist. When she supported her, Amis gave her body weight to Lin En with a charming look. She was obviously doing it on purpose with her breath.

"Is it very heavy?" Looking at the little gentleman who was a little cramped and breathing heavily, Amis narrowed her eyes.

"You are very light." Even if Lin En was kicked in the head by a donkey, he would not say a topic that would 100% anger the Countess.

"Then why are you so nervous~~?" The fatal question began. This woman was never tired of teasing Lin En.

"If I am not careful, it would be an insult to you."

Lin En did not continue to bicker this time. He had slowly figured out the Countess's character. At some point, a small concession, or generously admitting that you are indeed tempted, and letting her win a little can promote the relationship between the two. The Countess just likes to suppress him.

The effect of doing so is indeed good, and Amiste's eyes immediately turned into a pair of beautiful crescents.

The Countess was generous and moved a few times close to Lynn's body to give him a bigger reward. The Black Holy Grail, unwilling to be lonely, also let the young gentleman enjoy what it means to be a king with all his women.

It was difficult for Lynn to enjoy the beauty's favor. Most of the [Lightholders] were distracted by watching someone's good show. When the princess on the podium had a full view of everything, the questions from the reporters seemed to change.

The person who accepted the question was Sir Wilson.

This arrogant gentleman was not as eloquent and presentable as Ziegler. His answers were quite standard at the beginning, but when the questions became sharp, Sir Wilson had some problems in answering.

Lin En, who was being flirted with in the audience, was keenly aware of this problem. He patted Amis's snowy back. The Countess understood that the young gentleman had something important to do and stopped twisting her body deliberately. Instead, she accompanied Lin En to observe carefully.

"Did the Physician Association negotiate with the military when it submitted the peace proposal? Will the merits of the frontline soldiers who exchanged their lives be regarded as bargaining chips that can be discarded for peace?"

"Peace is the peace of the entire continent. Today, there are not only Albion people here. Are the ambassadors of various countries willing to recognize the issues that need to be recognized in peace?"

"It is said that the Physician Association has had many contacts with the [Suppression Bureau]. Can you explain?"

"The Medical Association seeks peace and calls on soldiers to lay down their arms and stop legal killings. However, members of your association have recently been involved in a perverted murder case. Can this convince everyone that you desire peace, not hypocritical lies?"

The questions are more and more sharp, and the originally heated venue is cooling down rapidly.

These reporters are obviously well prepared.

Lin En has become much more excited from his original lack of enthusiasm. The questions from reporters before were obviously arranged. It can be seen that the Medical Association arranged them by itself, and there is no dry goods at all.

Now these are different. Lin En realized that someone is looking for trouble.

Even the case with the [Suppression Bureau] can be revealed. If the Medical Association cannot handle it well today, it will be a big joke. Lin En is excited because he is thinking about how to break the deadlock.

"These people seem to be wrong." Amiste also saw that the reporters were wrong, and approached Lin En curiously.

"To be honest, it is true."

At this moment, there was something wrong on and off the podium, and the monitors of [Light Bearer] were also very alert. Sir Wilson couldn't hold the situation anymore, and the [psychologist] Logarius stood up. Lynn noticed that Logarius looked at Willy as if he was looking at a dead man.

'A heroic act? '

The Medical Association played this move really well, Lynn praised in his heart.

Bang! ! !

The next moment, Willy's head on the podium burst like a watermelon, and red and white splashed everywhere. Everyone was stunned, and the delayed gunshots outside the venue directly caused the situation to fall into a scene of collapse.

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