Chapter 210
Imperial communication lines were installed across Mekerel's northern mountain range. State-of-the-art gas masks to counter chemical weapons and vast quantities of arms were supplied along with them.
Thanks to the Empire's invisible hand, Mekerel's northern front, which had been teetering on the verge of collapse, was fortified into something solid.
Yet in the middle of that fierce stalemate, Balkania did something strange.
They massacred civilians in the Mekerel city of Judas, which they had occupied.
To me, it felt like a signal.
A prelude heralding that the continental war was not far off, that humanity would soon clutch its own madness and plunge into its own abyss.
We would move toward the extreme now.
When people stop seeing other people as people. When humans treat humans as something less than human, massacre becomes justified.
But skin color cannot be the standard for that. Hooked noses, blond hair, golden eyes, appearances like those cannot be the standard either. Racial difference, religious difference: neither can ever serve as a legitimate reason to exterminate one another.