Difficult Journey

The great trade route, the endless war.

Locke led Barett and the remaining twenty-one children soldiers through the ruins, slowly moving towards the Geta Valley mission site.

Plop! A child soldier finally could not hold on any longer. He lay on the ground, his eyes slowly losing their luster. There was a smile of relief at the corner of his mouth, and he completely lost his life.

Locke, Barett, and the others stopped and looked at the youth who seemed to be freed. "Evremonde, may there be no war in heaven?" Locke and the others gave their blessings in a low voice and continued to move forward.

Locke led these young soldiers for a week. This week, they had already finished their rations. Hunger and thirst constantly invaded their nerves. "Cough, cough, cough, Luo, Locke, can we live?" A young soldier looked at Locke in despair and asked in a sad tone.

At this time, he could no longer hold on. Locke looked at him with neither joy nor sadness in his eyes. However, the anger in his eyes made the youth feel it. "Ha, ha, ha, Locke, I believe you will end this tragedy, end this damned war, and lead everyone to live."

As if the last ray of light had returned, the youth firmly finished this sentence, closed his eyes, and with a smile on his lips, slowly fell back. Locke reached out and held the young man who was about to fall. His eyes were firm.

"Trust me, Leiden. I will end this damned war and lead everyone to live." He gently laid Leidun's lifeless body flat on the ground. Barett felt Locke's furious aura, like a mad tiger constantly erupting from his body, wanting to comfort him.

However, just as his hands were about to touch the other party, an incomparably terrifying aura erupted, engulfing the surrounding several hundred meters.

"Pata -"

"Pata -"

Intimidated by Locke's sudden burst of terrifying aura, the remaining young soldiers lay on the ground, their eyes white. Barett's hands trembled slightly as he looked at Locke. "Locke, are you also someone who possesses this power?"

Locke ignored Barett's muttering and calmly stood up. He looked at the young soldiers who had fainted from the shock of his aura. "Barett, we haven't eaten anything for a week." Locke's cold voice sounded in Barett's ears.

"Ah, yes. It's been a week. If we can't find anything to eat, those guys will probably starve on the road like Layton and the others." Barett's tone was slightly helpless. Because of the endless war, the entire country, or the entire island continent, there was no food except for the army. Even the military did not have rich food.

Also, because of the food shortage, a child army was like cannon fodder because they ate very little. Locke understood this and felt helpless. "Kacha!" A team of enemy kingdom soldiers suddenly appeared in the distance.

They discovered Locke and Barett. "Hey, what did we find? Isn't this the child army of the GF army? Hahaha, little brat, since we found out, then go to hell!" The enemy soldiers excitedly raised their short spears and sabres and charged at Locke and Barett.

Locke looked at the ten-man squad and fell into deep thought. After a long time, just as the enemy soldiers were about to charge in front of him, Locke drew the long sword hanging at his waist.

Barett, we have food.

"..." As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored Barett and charged towards the enemy kingdom soldier. "Food, do those bastards look like they have food? They are all as thin as bones."

Barett muttered in a low voice and followed Locke's footsteps. Soon, Locke and Barett, with their monstrous strength, all fell to the ground and lost their lives.

Barett didn't care if the soldiers were still alive. He bent down to search the corpses of the soldiers and see where the food Locke talked about was.

However, after searching through the bodies of the soldiers, he couldn't find anything edible. "Hey, Locke, they have no food at all. The food you said."

Barett raised his head and looked at Locke. When he saw his gaze, Barett lowered his voice until he completely lost his voice. Locke stared at the ten corpses in front of him silently.

"Barett, we might lose something to be a human." Late at night, Locke and Barett sat in front of the fire and silently watched the fire. The fire was covered with roasted meat and a pot of meat soup.

"Woo" With a groan, the young soldiers who had lost consciousness slowly woke up. He silently looked at his companions around him and then shifted his gaze to the only bright spot - the bonfire.

Seeing Locke and Barett, no one said anything. However, when they saw the fragrance of the roasted meat and meat soup, they gulped simultaneously.

Locke noticed the young soldiers and waved his hand. "Take this meat and eat it. Also, share the meat soup." Hearing Locke's words, the young soldiers immediately got up and rushed to the barbecue.

They read books and scrambled to grab them. Whether the barbecue was hot or not, they ate it directly in large mouthfuls. Looking at the young soldiers eating the barbecue and drinking meat soup, Barett had an ugly expression.

Locke looked calmly at the soldiers and picked up a stick of barbecue to eat. "Barett, this is the cruelty of this world. To survive, anything can become food." After speaking, he ignored Barett and quietly ate to replenish his hungry stomach.

Barett silently picked up a stick of roasted meat. After struggling, he opened his mouth and took a bite. After swallowing a piece of roasted meat with great difficulty, Barett couldn't help but vomit on the side.

After all, he was just a little brat who had just joined the army two years ago. No matter how mature he looked, he was still a little brat. After vomiting for a while, Barett grabbed a meat skewer and took a bite. Tears flowed down his eyes.

That terrifying expression was like that of an evil spirit. After swallowing the roasted meat in his hand, Barett stood up. "I will forever remember this day. I swear that one day, I will destroy this country!"

Barett's angry roar resounded through the night sky. Locke threw the stick away and walked to Barett's side. He patted Barett on the shoulder. "Barett, remember the pain today. One day, we will let the noble elders of this country experience it."

At the same time, Gray took his soldiers and ran day and night toward Geta Mountain. "Hurry up. I got the information that Locke is not dead yet!"