Chapter 352 - 225 What is the Saint Heir, a Piece of Dog Shit? (2)
For those commoner soldiers, such blasphemous acts were originally unthinkable.
However, a phrase was now spreading among the soldiers.
"Princes and generals have their kind so rare."
Why should some people be born high and mighty nobles, holy men?
Why should they themselves be lowly commoners, at the mercy of those people’s oppression?
Why did they have to fight demons on the front lines, risking their lives in battle, only to endure poverty and oppression, while those higher-ups hid away in the safety of the Imperial City?
Why couldn’t they be part of the upper class?
Resentment had already been growing silently.
What was missing was merely a spark.
To these soldiers who had been through the trials of blood and fire, the performance of the upper-class individuals who had come from the Imperial City in the fight against the demons was even more despicable. They would hide in the furthest corners during battle like terrified rats, and yet shamelessly claim all the glory afterward.
As if the sacrifice of their brothers was but a trivial matter.