Chapter 998: Section 646: Observations in the East (2)_2
"I have a sister who became the emperor’s consort," Old Kay said succinctly in response.
This aroused Malin’s curiosity even more. Scratching the stubble on his face, Malin asked, "Is that guy by any chance from the Roencalm family?"
"No, the surname is Mullier. But the Roencalm family you mentioned does exist; however, that is His Grace the Duke of the East, and has no relation with this clown." Old Kay became somewhat agitated when he mentioned the name Roencalm, and his agitation seemed to spread to Kasdav. The young man sighed, "His Grace Duke Roencalm lost his three sons in the previous retreat, and because of his sacrifice, my father finally chose to stand up. Though I don’t understand why he led everyone to stand on the death ground, I do understand he wanted more children to return to their fathers... I understand his intentions, though I don’t understand him. Grandpa is dead, but I am still here."
Listening to his murmuring, Malin felt a mix of conflict, sentiment, and a sadness that he wanted to comfort but couldn’t voice. This is the damn war, Chaos that lacks any humanity will only drag this world into the abyss of destruction.
"They’re coming up," a soldier shouted.
Malin let Mana poke its head out, the World Tree Sapling surveyed the scenery beyond the trenches on its master’s behalf. Those enemies in Malin’s eyes were advancing, crouching low, heads down, and scattering as they approached the barbed wire ahead.
The Eastern human world lacks all materials, especially things like barbed wire, so they only use it to cover the most important areas. The front line in front of Malin only had half an area that couldn’t be concealed.
It’s certain that these chaotic beings will bypass the barbed wire — it’s too cumbersome to cut a hole in the barbed wire in a hail of bullets.
So Malin adjusted his position with the team, letting Mana fix a few coordinates—it would suffice to cast the spell formation toward the coordinates when the time came.