Chapter 241 Don’t you have any family?

The sharp wind blew across Brune's frozen face. He couldn't help rubbing his nose and wiped a large amount of snot stuck with booger onto the tree trunk next to him.

Looking forward from the queue, he saw that it was Brune's turn in seven or eight people.

According to Horn's order, only qualified people are eligible to wear the new uniforms of the Salvation Regiment.

Those soldiers who are unqualified but can join the new legion will need to pass the assessment next month before they can be issued new uniforms.

The first reel spinning machine driven by the holy wheel has been erected on the land of the industrial zone, and everyone passing by can see the mill-like textile workshop.

But this was a new type of textile machine after all, and it was still a bit dangerous. Before, a textile worker had his hand caught in the gears.

Therefore, the output of military uniforms is still only about 40 sets a day, and it was only today that we finally managed to accumulate 1000 sets.

The other soldiers of the same centurion refused to believe that this big fool was actually one of the 1000 people who could wear the new military uniform called "black robe".

To everyone's surprise, Brune scored top marks in all three physical fitness subjects: holding the rifle, sprinting, and running.

If Brune hadn't gotten stuck while reciting the military law and got a middle-low grade, he might have been among the 90 outstanding soldiers who received a bonus of 200 dinars.

After following the team forward for a minute, it was finally Brune's turn.

After taking the black robe from the military chaplain who was distributing military uniforms, he turned around and found Jonal who had been waiting there.

Jonal was a Saint-favored one in the same recruit team as him, and was also one of the first 200 soldiers.

Holding up the purse in his hand, Jonal's beard curled up under his bulbous nose: "Look, this is what His Majesty gave me personally. Aren't you envious?"

"I'm jealous," Brune said woodenly.

With a click of his tongue, Jonal's beard dropped down. "It's really boring to talk to you. Don't leave just yet. Luis from the Martin team and I bought some mead. We also took out a silly rabbit. Let's have a bite before we leave."

"why?"

"Why?" Jonal looked puzzled. "We are all leaving, and it's New Year's Day. There are only a few of us here, and we are all old acquaintances."

These days, these new recruits are in the same team, eating and living together, sharing weal and woe, and even a dog would develop feelings for them.

Even though everyone disliked Brune at the beginning, strength is the bottom line. If they don't want to eat leftovers, they have to rely on Brune's physical training to get a ranking.

After a few interactions, Brune, who had been alone for many years, actually joined the first small group in his life.

But this did not change Brune's character. He said sullenly: "I am not going to leave. I plan to stay in the barracks on New Year's Day."

"It's the holidays! Don't you have any family?"

"No."

Jonal was speechless for a moment. He leaned against the dull big man in front of him and slowed down his tone: "Even if there is no family, there are always friends. We, the first batch of recruits, don't have to stay behind."

According to Horn's arrangement, the new recruits who had just entered the camp were not allowed to go home, but he gave them a day off so that they could celebrate in the camp.

"Friends..." Brune thought of Gaskul and the head of the Melikso household. He hesitated for two seconds and said, "Forget it."

Jonal's eyes widened: "What do you mean forget it? In the barracks, at most we can give you a simple bonfire party, but there is still a market in the town.

Not only is there a market, it is said that His Majesty also organized many interesting games and delicacies...

There are also three octagonal cage duels scheduled between Elder Satchus and Elder Sheamus, in the theater in the center of the town, where the two elders fight each other, don’t you want to watch it? "

Games? Food? Brune touched his stomach, and suddenly some images flashed through his mind.

When he was a beggar, he once encountered a market, but before he could get close, he was driven away by the local villagers.

"me……"

"You really don't care about your second brother at all." Jonard laughed strangely and punched Brune hard on the chest. "There are so many young girls in the market, all of them are good at giving birth, and you are wearing such a majestic dress..."

Brune's face turned slightly red. He hesitated for a long time, just holding his military uniform and not saying anything.

Looking at Brune's slightly frightened eyes, Jonard saw something.

He also hesitated for a while, and finally said: "If you are afraid to go back to your centurion, you can come to my house. My father is the centurion leader, and no one can bully you."

"Uh uh..."

"Uh uh, uh uh, what are you uhing about?" Jonal cursed angrily, "It's settled, we'll be on the road after lunch and arrive in the town before dusk, just in time for the textile workshop to get off work. There are many beautiful and skillful girls there."

After returning to his own barracks dormitory, Brune walked into the house with his head lowered, and came to his bed with a hunched back.

It was a low, dim room with ten tattered beds.

The worst bed was Brune's, for he broke it on the first day.

These beds were pieced together from the beds left behind by the soldiers of Aiel at that time.

At the head of each bed, there was a box for storing sundries and clothes, which served as a bedside table. Carefully, Brune stuffed the sturdy and majestic clothes into the box.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, after the arduous training, he suddenly didn't know what to do.

He probably didn't want to be a soldier, but it seemed like he did a pretty good job in it.

It's just like His Majesty said today, being a soldier means killing people. When he thought about killing people in the future, his whole body was shaking.

If I had known earlier, I should have deliberately behaved worse, so that I could have been persuaded to leave like those dozen people.

"Brune, Brune, where are you? You are the only one missing!"

Brune didn't know how long he had been sitting there, maybe a short while, maybe a long time, when he heard Jonal's voice outside the door.

"coming!"

There was nothing much to say about the meal. Seven or eight grown men, a small pot of mead, and a roasted rabbit, and everyone just got a portion to taste.

But this eating is not really just eating.

Brune stretched out his hand to warm the fire, and Jonard stood up, put his elbow on Brune's shoulder, and boasted to the new recruit opposite.

"I must avenge my sister. I thought the knight was a hero."

"The Pope of the Holy See City is not a good guy. Doesn't he know what's going on in the Thousand River Valley? I don't believe it."

"When I am on the battlefield, I will have the Holy Gun, a precious treasure. I will kill every knight who comes."

"Do you know the man named Andal that day?"

A short recruit named Louis imitated him vividly: "I'm going to hit ten of them! Bang! Ah!"

Screaming, Luis imitated Andal's voice and lay on the ground, imitating Andal's posture when he was knocked unconscious.

"Hahahahahahaha." The recruits sitting together couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After sucking all the oil off the bones and licking every last drop of mead from the jar, the soldiers put on new clothes and walked towards the town together.

Interestingly, when these new recruits arrived, they came in groups of ten households.

When he left, he left with his fellow recruits from the same team.

As expected, Jonal comes from a family of watchmakers and his timing is just right.

As soon as they arrived at the industrial zone, they happened to meet the female workers in the textile workshop getting off work.

A group of recruits stood in a row behind a roadside fence, standing at attention more seriously than when they were inspected by Horn, their faces showing the most heroic and serious expressions of their lives.

Looking at the approaching female workers, Brune slowly approached Jonal and said, "Jonal, I think I should go back to the Mozang Hundred Households District in advance."

"No, man." Jonal stared at him with wide eyes. "Everyone else is not scared, why did you become scared?"

Brune looked at the seven or eight new army soldiers standing on the roadside in a showy manner and just smiled awkwardly:

"After all, I'm back. I have to tell them. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if they think I'm a deserter."

"Tsk, you are such a boring person, a coward, go ahead, I'll wait for you at the gate."

After saying goodbye to Jonard and others, Brune finally returned to the Insura building. He stood in front of the door, looking at the sign at the door of Insura, standing there in a daze.

Wherever this tall man, wearing a handsome black woolen coat, with a straight back, stood, the neighbors passing by did not dare to look up.

"Brune?!"

After standing in front of the Mozanne II Insula Apartment for a quarter of an hour, Brune was finally recognized by a passing neighbor.

"Yes." The loud answer, like a roar, startled the man.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?" A new recruit who came back early leaned his head out of the window and looked at the black coat on Brune with jealousy.

"Why, do you have to let everyone know that you're wearing a black robe?"

"Ah, you've come at the right time. Please tell Chief Merikso, I..." Brune raised his head and looked at the familiar face. He was halfway through his words when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure approaching him out of the corner of his eye.

It was Merikso.

When he saw Brune in black military uniform, he immediately strode over and raised his hand high.

Brune subconsciously wanted to hide, but his body stood still, looking at Merikso with an expression that was hard to tell whether it was dull or cold.

"oops."

The expected blow did not come. Merikso shook Brune's hand tightly with a smile on his face. "Brother Brune, we have been estranged for such a long time. What are you doing standing at the door? Come on, come in."

(End of this chapter)