Chapter 870 "Feng" (Part 2)

Looking at Allen, whose expression was frozen, the smile on Ebel's face became even weirder and more meaningful.

"Alan, isn't this the purpose of your struggle so far?"

"In order to become a noble, in order to change my name from Allen Jones to Allen von Jones."

"It was for this purpose that I joined the army and I have been fighting for this purpose until now."

"Now you finally have a great opportunity in front of you, you have to seize it."

"If you can really achieve good results within the Britannia Empire, I can also give you a nice word in front of His Majesty."

"As long as you can really achieve results that satisfy His Majesty within the Britannia Empire, and with my help, it will be a simple matter to add the word 'Feng' to your name. It can’t be any simpler.”

"By then, your whole family can become nobles."

"You and your family can all have this extremely noble word 'Feng' added to their names."

"And your mother would be happy and proud of you."

After hearing the word "mother", Allen's hands that were hanging naturally clenched tightly.

It was as if he was remembering something bad.

As if he noticed that he had spent a lot of time, Ebel took a long breath, and then continued in a tired tone:

"Okay, I've finished everything I want to tell you."

"I'm tired too, so I'll leave first."

Speaking of this, Ebel changed into a joking tone.

"Should I say that he is truly worthy of General Allen, who is known as 'Cyborg'? His ability to march and fight is really extraordinary."

"I have been following you since you left Chupol Fortress."

"I've been trying to find an opportunity to sneak into your camp to find you."

"But the defense of your camp is too tight, and I have never been able to find a chance to sneak in."

"It wasn't until tonight that I finally got your chance to go out alone."

"If you never leave the camp alone, I don't know when I will be able to meet you alone."

After grumbling, Ebel tightened his cloak and pulled up his hood.

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Allen a few words again:

"Remember, General Allen, don't forget your identity as a spy."

"Don't miss this rare opportunity."

After saying that, Ebel ignored Allen and left the place at a fast speed, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Allen was the only one left there.

"'Feng'..."

Allen murmured.

A look of pain gradually appeared on his face.

It was as if he remembered some unbearable memory.

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Allen couldn't remember when he returned to the camp.

He only remembered that after he returned to his tent, he felt that his body was so tired.

Not only is my body tired, but my heart is also tired.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, he immediately put out the lights and went to bed to rest after returning to the tent.

He didn't sleep very peacefully, and fragments of memories popped up into Allen's mind like bubbles from a fish...

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"Mom...why are you crying?"

"I'm sorry...Alan,

It’s all because of me that you have to live with me in such a small, shabby place..."

"Mom... please stop crying..."

"Alan, when you grow up, you must work hard, you must become a noble, and add the word "Feng" to your name."

"'Feng?'"

"Nobles and commoners cannot marry 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 noble, and there is the word 'Feng' in his name... If... If my name is Just Mina von Jones…”

"Mom...you really don't cry anymore..."

"Woo, woo woo woo..."

"Mother……"

Her mother's sobs echoed in Allen's mind.

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"Alan, you want to join the army?!"

"Well, that's right."

"Why? What's so good about being a soldier? You cry and are tired!"

"...because I heard about it."

"Heard? What did you hear?"

"I heard that as long as you join the army and achieve great military exploits that can be recorded in history, you will have the opportunity to transform from a commoner to a noble."

"Huh? Allen! What are you thinking? We are just ordinary civilians! How can we have the ability and opportunity to win any huge military exploits that can be recorded in history? Stop having such unrealistic delusions. ! Isn’t it good to keep chopping down trees like this?”

"No, I have already made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me."

"...Eren, you have been like this since before. You have always been obsessed with becoming a noble. Wouldn't it be better to be a commoner? Why are you so obsessed with becoming a noble?"

"...Because I want to add the word 'Feng' to both my and my mother's names."

"'Feng'? Is that the word 'Feng' in the names of nobles?"

"That's right. In order to add the word 'Feng' to my and my mother's names, I will do whatever it takes."

"Alan, you should listen to my advice. We are just civilians and we don't have the ability to achieve any special achievements that can be recorded in history!"

The advice from his childhood friend echoed in Allen's mind.

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"Hey, hey... is it true... are you really a new recruit? You feel more fierce in fighting than those veterans..."

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Hey! New recruit! What's your name?"

"Alan. Alan Jones."

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"It's too exaggerated... After suffering so many injuries, you are not dead yet and can still fight..."

"Is your body made of steel?"

"This is the first time I have seen soldiers fighting so fiercely..."

"If I were a military doctor, I would even want to dissect your body to see what your body's structure is."

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"Hey, Allen, what's the secret of why you survived so many brutal battles and suffered so many injuries?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because my body and my bones are naturally harder than others."

"Are your bodies and bones inherently harder than others...Okay! It's decided!"

"Huh? What have you decided?"

"I decided to give you a nickname! Just call it 'Cyborg'! What do you think? This nickname is pretty good, right? This title is very suitable for a fierce general like you."

"'Cyborg'...that's a really good name..."

"Humph, with your abilities, Allen, it should only be a matter of time before the name 'Cyborg' is resounding throughout the continent."

"Whether the name can be resounding throughout the continent - this kind of thing doesn't matter to me at all. As long as my name can be changed from Allen Jones to Allen von Jones, I will be satisfied."

"Alan, why are you so obsessed with becoming a noble? Commoners like us basically have no chance to become a noble. How many years has it been since the founding of the Frank Empire? Look at this guy who has successfully transformed from a commoner to a noble. Only a few people.”

"...Er, you seem to be talking a lot today. If your energy is relatively strong today, I can give you some 'help' so that your energy is not so strong today."

"Yes! I'm sorry! I won't talk nonsense anymore! Please forgive me! Please don't let me clean the toilet!"

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A steady stream of memory fragments woke Allen up.

After opening his eyes suddenly, what he saw was the roof of the tent that he had seen countless times in the past few days and had long been tired of seeing.

Looking at the white tent roof above his head, Allen felt a little relieved for some reason.

However, at this moment, what Abel told him tonight echoed in his mind again - "As long as you can really create something within the Britannia Empire that can satisfy Your Majesty, With satisfactory results and my help, adding the word "Feng" to your name will be a simple matter."

Recalling what Ebel told him, Allen closed his eyes tightly in annoyance and depression.

Looking at the white tent roof above his head, Allen no longer felt at ease, but felt upset.

Because as long as you close your eyes and stop looking at anything, you can temporarily escape from the harsh reality.