Looking at Alan whose expression frozes, the smile on Ebel's face becomes even more weird and meaningful.
"Allen, you have been working hard for this, isn't it just for this?"
"To become a noble, to make his name change from Alan Jones to Alan von Jones."
"I joined the army for this purpose and have been working hard for this purpose until now."
"Now there is finally a great opportunity in front of you, you have to seize it."
"If you can really achieve good results within the Britannian Empire, I can also give you a few good words in front of His Majesty."
"As long as you can really achieve results within the Britannian Empire that will satisfy His Majesty, and with my help, adding the word "Feng" to your name is a simple thing that cannot be simple."
"By then, your family will become nobles."
"The extremely noble character "Feng" can be added to the names of your family."
"And your mother will be happy and proud of you."
After hearing the word "Mother", Allen's naturally hanging hands suddenly clenched.
It seems like I have recalled something bad.
As if she noticed that it had taken a lot of time, Eber let out a long sigh, and then continued in a tone of fatigue:
"Okay, I've finished everything I want to say to you."
"I'm tired, so I left first."
Speaking of this, Eber changed into a playful tone.
"Should we say that we are truly General Alan with the name of 'steel bones'? His ability to march and fight is really extraordinary."
"I have followed you since you left the Chupol Fortress."
"I have been looking for opportunities to sneak into your camp to find you."
"But the guarding of your camp is too strict and you can't find a chance to sneak in."
"It was not until this evening that I finally waited for the opportunity to go out on your own."
"If you don't go out on the camp alone, I don't know when I will meet you alone."
After complaining, Ebert tightened his cloak and pulled his hood on.
Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Allen again:
"Remember, General Alan, don't forget your spy identity."
"Don't miss this rare opportunity either."
After saying that, Ebel ignored Alan and left the place at a rapid speed, then disappeared into the darkness.
Only Allen was left alone.
"'Feng'..."
Alan murmured.
A look of pain gradually appeared on his face.
It seemed as if I remembered some unbearable memories.
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Allen doesn't remember when he returned to the camp.
I just remember that when he returned to his tent, he felt very tired.
Not only is the body very tired, but even my heart feels very tired.
He was exhausted both physically and mentally, and after returning to the tent, he directly turned off the lights and went to bed to rest.
He didn't sleep very well, and the fragments of memories were like bubbles spitting from fish, "gudong gudong" straight into Allen's mind...
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"Mom... why are you crying?"
"Sorry... Allen, it's all because of my reasons that you and I live in such a small, dilapidated place..."
"Mom... stop crying..."
"Allen, when you grow up, you must work hard and become a nobleman, so that your name will be added with the word "Feng".'"
“'Feng?'”
"Nobles and civilians cannot get married and have children. The reason why you don't have a father is because there is no 'Feng' in my name, and he is a nobleman. His name has the word 'Feng'... If... if my name is Mina von Jones..."
"Mom...you really don't cry anymore..."
"Woo, woo woo woo woo woo..."
"Mother……"
Mom's sob echoed in Allen's mind.
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"Allen, do you want to join the army?!"
"Yeah, that's right."
"Why? What's the point of being a soldier? I'm crying and tired!"
“…because I heard about it.”
"I heard of it? What did you hear of it?"
"I heard that as long as you join the army and take down great military achievements that are enough to be recorded in history, you will have the opportunity to turn from a civilian into a nobleman."
"Ha? Allen! What are you thinking? We are just ordinary civilians! How can we get the ability and opportunity to achieve great military achievements that can be recorded in history? Don't make such unrealistic delusions anymore! Wouldn't you continue to cut trees like this?"
"No, I've made up my mind, you don't have to persuade me."
"...Alan, you have been like this since you were, and have always been obsessed with becoming a nobleman. Isn't it good to be a civilian? Why are you so obsessed with becoming a nobleman?"
“…Because I want to add an extra word ‘Feng’ to my mother’s name.”
"'Feng'? Is the word 'Feng' in the names of nobles?"
"That's right. In order to add the word "Feng" to my mother and I, I will do anything."
"Allen, you should listen to my advice. We are just civilians, and we don't have the ability to achieve any special military achievements that can be recorded in history!"
The advice from childhood playmates echoed in Allen's mind.
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"Hey... it's true... are you really a new recruit? It feels even more fierce than those veterans when fighting..."
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Hey! Recruitment! What's your name?"
“Allen Alan Jones.”
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"It's so exaggerated... After so many injuries, you are not dead yet, and you can still fight..."
"Is your body made of steel?"
"The first time I saw such a fierce soldier in a war..."
"If I were a military doctor, I would like to dissect your body and take a look at what structure your body is."
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"Hey, Allen, what's the secret to you've been in and out of so many cruel battles and you've been injured so much but you're still alive?"
"I don't know either. Maybe it's because of my body, my bones are born harder than others."
"Is the body and bones born harder than others... Good! Decided!"
"Hmm? What did you decide?"
"I decided to give you a nickname! It's called 'Cylinder'! How about it? This nickname is very good, right? This title is very suitable for a powerful general like you."
"Is 'Cylinder'... This name is indeed good..."
"Hmph, it should be only a matter of time before you resound through the entire continent with your ability, "Cylinder Bone".
"Whether a name can be heard throughout the continent - this kind of thing doesn't matter to me. I'll be satisfied if I can change my name from Alan Jones to Alan von Jones."
"Allen, why are you so persistent in becoming a noble? Civilians like us basically have no chance to become a noble. How many years have passed since the founding of the Frank Empire? It has been successfully transformed from a commoner to a nobleman. Look at how many people are there."
"...Er, you seem to have a lot of words today. If you are more energetic today, I can give you some 'help' so that you will no longer be so energetic today."
"Yes! Sorry! I won't talk much nonsense anymore! Please forgive me! Please don't let me clean the toilet!"
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The continuous emergence of memories awakened Allen.
After suddenly opening my eyes, I saw the roof of the tent that I had seen many times these days and had been tired of seeing it.
Looking at the white tent roof above his head, Allen felt a little relieved for some reason.
However, at this moment, the words Eber said to him tonight echoed in his mind again - "As long as you can really achieve results within the Britannian Empire that satisfy His Majesty, and with my help, adding the word "Feng" to your name is a simple thing that cannot be simple."
Recalling what Ebel said to him, Alan closed his eyes in both trouble and depression.
Looking at the white tent roof above his head, Allen no longer felt relieved, but was upset.
Chapter completed!