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After patiently listening to him finish speaking, Wuming asked, "If that's the case, why not just have Isaac relay it to me?"

"I came directly to you so you could convey a message to the young master." The man with the arched eyebrows said, "I'll be there soon."

Wuming looked at the crippled Lou Mang, and...

“Even if you do this, you will not be able to return to your elder brother’s side.” Wuming finished speaking and turned his head. “Farewell.”

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"doing what?"

"And your answer?"

“Even if you are my elder brother’s ‘ears,’ I will still kill you if you do anything outrageous,” Wuming said mercilessly.

"Really?" (The rest of the text appears to be a fragment and doesn't form a coherent sentence or paragraph.)

He pulled a gun out of his pocket and pointed it at her, a move that startled Wuming.

"You've become weaker, Nameless." The man's expression shifted, his voice sharp and menacing.

Wuming didn't speak, but just listened quietly to him.

"You are the young master's 'claw,' only valuable if you tear apart the Kabane." The young master's expression was sharp and menacing.

He believed that if he said this, Wuming would definitely be swayed.

"Abandonment..."

After a moment of silence, Wuming laughed.

Even if I'm abandoned, I can still find a place to belong. I'm different from you, Shangman!

"What did you say?" This time it was a question that was both ambiguous and incoherent.

"Besides, even if I become weaker, it doesn't mean you become stronger."

"Varied……"

Just as the gun was about to be fired, a hand was kicked and shattered.

"Ah!!" The woman cried out in despair, her voice trembling. She gasped, her voice trembling with fear.

"Don't look at me like that. I've long since stopped caring about being abandoned by my elder brother." Nameless smiled as he looked at the writhing figure on the ground.

"You...who else but the young master would take in a monster like you..." The young master's voice trailed off, his voice filled with disbelief and rage.

He should have realized it sooner; there was an existence even more terrifying than his young master, a monster among monsters, that Amestris man.

"That's none of your business."

Chapter 430: The Nameless Joins

While the nameless one went out to look for coal, he found himself surrounded by four strange creatures, and his body was covered in grime.

"Hello? Lieutenant General Isaac? Have you arrived safely in Jin Gang Guo?"

"Not yet, we've temporarily boarded the Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress, so it'll probably be a bit later," Isaac explained his situation. "Could you please inform the heads of the various post stations and tell them to keep an eye out for goods traveling to and from Junjo? If they find any unreported weapons, please let me know."

"learn."

“Oh, right, there’s one more thing,” Isaac continued, “How long does it take for the troops to travel from Xianjin Station to Wowen Station?”

"Let me check."

Violet took out a map of Hinomoto from the drawer and looked at the markings on it.

“If we’re bringing armored units, it will take two days. If we’re just traveling at full speed by helicopter, it will only take about three hours,” Violet said. “If the lieutenant general is willing to wait, headquarters will send additional air force personnel in three days.”

“No need for that. You leave a portion of the troops here to continue their garrison, and the rest, including the armored units, head towards Wabun-eki,” Isaac said. “The Kabaneri is expected to arrive at Wabun-eki tomorrow morning. I will rest there for a day and then join you.”

"Ok."

After hanging up the communicator, Isaac's expression darkened slightly. He had previously been visibly upset by the sudden change in his demeanor.

Some samurai, or rather local nobles, were not satisfied with Amestoris's control over Hinomoto, but they were unable to completely eliminate the Kabane.

They also wanted to use Amestoris's army to eliminate the Kabane, while continuously accumulating strength to cause trouble for Isaac and his group.

However, the informationally isolated Japanese were unaware of Amestris's full strength and assumed that the troops Isaac brought were the elite of the entire country.

Thinking of this, Isaac laughed.

"It's time to let these delusional idiots experience despair."

At the same time, Wuming once again entered Isaac's carriage, saying nothing as she buried her head in the pillow.

"Hey, now that you're awake, go back to your room."

"I don't want to, this bed is comfortable." Wuming continued to hug his pillow and refused to get up.

"Tsk...what a willful brat."

Isaac smacked his lips and continued sprawling on the sofa, drinking his wine.

A brief silence fell between the two.

Not long after, Wuming poked his head out of the pillow.

“Isaac…”

"What's wrong?"

"Am I really getting weaker?"

"You've never been strong to begin with, so most people wouldn't notice something like this."

"..."

“You’re still fixated on your own strength, just like before. Even if you become weaker, it won’t affect your life.” Isaac put down his glass and looked at the nameless man standing there. “What happened?”

“No, I was just thinking about some things from the past,” Wuming said. “The weak are abandoned by their elder brothers and die in some unknown corner.”

"Don't pay attention to the nonsense that Mei Made is spouting. Someone like him isn't exactly powerful either. He keeps spouting 'the strong live and the weak die,' but I haven't seen him die in front of me."

“It’s just my own worry.” Wuming sat up and asked Isaac seriously, “Isaac, I want to join your side.”

"what?"

Isaac looked at the nameless woman; her expression didn't seem like she was joking.

"Aren't you going to follow Tentoriki Mima?"

“After returning from Amestris, I’ve thought a lot about it. It’s true that my elder brother’s way of life and philosophy are not correct.” Wuming smiled, but the smile seemed somewhat forced, and there seemed to be a trace of pain in it.

"It's best if you think that way."

“So, I want to take this opportunity to ask you seriously,” the nameless man said, his eyes fixed on Isaac, “whether you are willing to accept me, the weak one.”

Isaac looked at the nameless man and asked with a smile, "How old are you this year?"

“Twelve, almost thirteen,” Wuming replied.

"Twelve years old? You're still a child," Isaac laughed. "Your obsession with killing the Kabane is because of Mima, isn't it?"

“…Hmm.” Wuming nodded.

After being adopted by Mima Amagi, she was transformed into a half-human, half-Kabane creature called a Kabaneri. From a young age, Mima instilled in her the ideas that "the weak are bound to die" and "your mission is to kill the Kabane."

From a young age, she has been fighting relentlessly on the brutal battlefield until today.

"Then after you join me, you need to promise me one thing."

"what?"

“Choose your own life,” Isaac said slowly.

"Huh?" Wuming was a little confused.

“You’re still a child. You may have some fighting talent, but the battlefield is not a place for you,” Isaac continued. “So I hope you can abandon the ideas that Mima gave you and do what a child should do.”

Nameless stared blankly at Isaac: "You want me... not to fight?"

“If you want to stand on my side, I will teach you my combat skills, but don’t step into the battlefield before that.” Isaac reached out and patted the nameless boy’s head. “All you have to do is choose your own life and live according to your own ideas.”

Isaac, who grew up amidst war, insisted on keeping his children away from the battlefield.

When he asked to go to the battlefield, Olivia tried to stop him, but ultimately failed.

"My own life..." Wuming is feeling somewhat lost.

Nameless, who had been fighting constantly since childhood, had no idea what else she could do besides fight. She knew nothing but fighting.

“You can learn if you don’t know how. You still have a future.” Isaac extended his hand to the nameless man. “So, do you agree?”

At this moment, the nameless man's thoughts drifted back to the past.

That was when her mother was still alive; her mother, whose memory was somewhat hazy, was smiling and speaking to her.

'You have a long future ahead of you, live it well.'

Before I knew it, my eyes were getting wet.

Wuming looked at the hand in front of him, and as if he had made up his mind, placed his small hand on it.

"I agree, so please accept me."

"Welcome to the team, Anonymous."

"Yes." The nameless man's expression finally changed from his previous struggle and pain to a bright smile.

She believed that the path she had chosen this time, based on her own will, was definitely the right one.

"Alright, now that you've joined my side, can you obediently go back to your room?" Isaac said with a smile.

"No." Wuming continued to hug the pillow, refusing to let go.

"You brat, get off my bed right now!"

Chapter 431: Truly Doing Whatever One Wants

The refugees at Yatsushiro Station were taken in, and the ruins of the watchtower were cleared by Isaac. The Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress continued to move forward.

The next stop is Wabun-eki. Since some of the food and water were used up while providing relief to refugees, we need to replenish them now, and the next stop is a good place to do so.

Inside Isaac's carriage at this moment.