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If something had been forgotten, she would mark the words in red and read it every day to deepen her memory and remember everything that happened.

She has forgotten almost all of her past and doesn't want to forget more.

Robin sat with her in the back seat of the carriage. After finishing the assistants' matters, he thought about the war going on at the front line and looked at Kiana who was sitting next to him with a serious expression.

Her expression was serious and earnest, and she was looking at her phone with a slightly frown on her face, her lips moving slightly as if she was reciting something.

Amnesia...

It was a truly horrible disease. She didn't even dare to think about how painful it would be if one day she forgot her brother, or her brother forgot her.

Kiana not only lost her past, but also continued to lose her present memory.

But there was no sadness in her.

Mockingbird thought that she could not be as strong as Kiana, not to mention that there was almost no negative emotion in Kiana.

Even though the situation is not good and we may forget what happened today tomorrow, we still have to be strong, optimistic and helpful.

The soul is as dazzling as beauty.

This was the impression the robin had of her.

A long time passed.

Kiana and Robin, who were about to fall apart from the car, got out and finally arrived near the battlefield.

This place is not far from the combat area, and after getting off the car, you can still vaguely hear the sound of gunfire.

The air was filled with the unpleasant smell of gunpowder.

The company's employees kindly told them about the situation here and did not leave until they had no other questions.

"Shall we go meet the person in charge here?"

Kiana suggested.

The company is assisting these rebels. The rebels who receive the company's assistance should not be hostile to outsiders like them and should be able to deal with them.

The robin shook his head. "They won't listen to you and stop fighting."

Kiana remembered the flowers that Robin had mentioned before and was stunned for a moment: "...and you?"

It was as if she had performed magic, and she turned back into the singer who shone on the stage yesterday, taking off her disguise.

"I know it's difficult, and I don't think my few words will stop them from fighting."

Mockingbird looked at the distant war zone. It was once a prosperous and peaceful city, but now...

She knew that her eloquence was not good enough to make these people stop fighting and make peace with just a few words.

In fact, she already had a draft in her mind of what she wanted to do.

"But you said that if you don't do it, you will never know the answer."

The robin doesn't look like the type to back down out of fear.

Putting his hand on his heart, the robin took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not backing down. It's just that I know that lobbying alone won't achieve anything."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Let's go meet the company employees who provided them with aid supplies."

The robin suggested: "We need an identity that allows us to freely enter and exit the battlefield, and we also need to understand the cause of this war."

4

Chapter 4 The transport convoy was attacked.

"It really is Miss Mockingbird!"

The company employee responsible for providing aid supplies to the rebels is named Cole, a young man who looks to be in his twenties or thirties.

When he heard that the robin was coming to visit, he hurriedly put aside the work he was doing and rushed over.

He looked a little excited when he came in.

"Ms. Mockingbird, I'm your fan!"

Kerr's expression did seem a bit enthusiastic: "Can you give me an autograph?"

Robin didn't expect that the person he was going to meet was actually his fan. He looked at Kiana who was eating melon on the side and felt a little embarrassed.

"of course can."

Cole quickly took out the notebook and pen he carried with him and placed them in front of the robin.

"I was so sorry that I couldn't go to Miss Robin's concert yesterday to hear her singing. I never expected to see her here!"

The robin handed the signed notebook back to the star-struck company employee.

"Mr. Cole, we want to stay here for a while and find out what happened up front."

"Oh, Miss Robin, this is not a nice place."

Cole was immersed in the joy of getting the robin, but when he heard that his idol would stay here for a while, he decisively began to persuade him.

The people here are just a bunch of savages.

Stray bullets are merciless. What if they injure Miss Mockingbird? She's a famous singer in the galaxy. How could she stay in such a dangerous and backward place?

"Well, Mr. Cole, I've been wanting to write an anti-war song lately."

Mockingbird said, "I heard the war in this world isn't over yet, so I wanted to come here to get some inspiration while the tour is over."

Cole looked embarrassed.

From any standpoint, he didn't want the famous singer to stay in such a dangerous place.

Although he knew nothing about artistic creation, he knew from what he had heard and seen that what an artist needed most was material and a hint of inspiration.

He is a loyal fan of Mockingbird.

If a classic song never comes to life because of a rejection, and Miss Mockingbird is disappointed...

"Want to use an anti-war song to call for peace? You're truly Miss Mockingbird."

Cole thought that his refusal might mean missing out on a song, so he gave in and said, "Miss Mockingbird wants to go deep into the battlefield and experience the war, right?"

"I have this idea."

The robin continued, “Only in this way can I catch that hint of inspiration and create better works.”

"No problem, I can help arrange it!"

Cole nodded and said, "But Miss Mockingbird, you don't know that while the technology and weapons in this world aren't very advanced, the fighting is fierce. The war in this area has been going on for a long time, and there's no sign of it ending."

"Once you enter the city, be careful. Those guys are bloodthirsty and won't care who you are."

"It sounds like Mr. Cole is well aware of what's going on in Kaspernyat?"

"Of course! Well, I mean, after the first shot of the war was fired, I was responsible for the company's assistance to those war refugees."

"That's great. I have some questions for you about this war..."

……

Mockingbird learned a lot about the war from the company employee named Cole.

And with his help, I successfully joined the team transporting supplies.

"I don't seem to be of any help at all."

Kiana felt a little emotional.

The robin said it all by herself. She knew she couldn't speak, so she just looked at the robin and spoke again.

"You've helped me a lot."

Mockingbird didn't think so and held her back. Just by being willing to accompany her on this trip, Kiana was already doing her a big favor.

Although he had prepared to come here alone to help, the robin felt very satisfied to have a friend by his side, even if he did nothing.

It provides emotional value.

“But I didn’t do anything.”

Kiana looked down at her hand that was held by Mockingbird, hesitating whether to pull it out.

A Ruan said she was like a time bomb.

It is best to reduce contact with other people when you go out. Whether it is nothingness or another force, it is a very dangerous thing for others.

"You can be called a helper not only if you do something."

The robin's voice explained softly.

“…I don’t understand.”

Kiana thought for a moment and shook her head honestly: "But I'm glad I can help you."

"By the way, what Mr. Cole just said is not meant to be understood in that way, right?"

Kiana lowered her chin silently and said, "He said they were supporting the refugees, but they are clearly also supporting the rebels."

"...The resistance should be a group of people supported by the company and willing to cooperate with the Interstellar Peace Corporation."

There were only two of them sitting in the supply truck, stuck in the middle of the traffic.

Mockingbird didn't need to be shy about anything and expressed his guess: "The other group fighting the rebels are the conservatives of this world, the nobles. I heard that their negotiations with the company didn't reach an agreement..."

She felt a little heavy and blocked.

Kiana's eyes widened: "So this war was pushed by the company?"

"You can't say that."

Mockingbird sighed, "The company... only provides some non-help to those who are oppressed and want to resist."

Because of this, the robin felt heavy, disappointed and a little helpless.

Could she say that this rebellion against aristocracy and injustice, which evolved into a protracted war, was unjust?

There was a slight crack in the company's image.

Kiana still thought that the company was just a simple company that did business throughout the galaxy.

"...What about us?"

"Let's follow the team transporting supplies and go see the refugees first. The people in war are the most innocent."

"you're right."

Take it one step at a time.

While chatting, a team transporting supplies entered the city where conflict was breaking out.

Not long after the team moved forward, they encountered an ambush and heard deadly gunshots and explosions.

The car ahead ran over a mine, and the explosion blocked the road completely. At the same time, bullets rained down, hitting the people transporting supplies and the vehicles carrying them.

"There's an ambush!"

The truck they were riding in was forced to stop because it was in a dilemma. Realizing the danger, Kiana's heart tightened. She subconsciously grabbed Robin, turned over and fell off the car, and hid behind the cover.

Behind me was the sound of bullets hitting the car.

The vehicles used to transport the supplies were all small trucks produced locally in Kaspernyat. Their defenses were not very strong, and 90% of the people transporting the supplies were volunteers from Kaspernyat.

The battle started suddenly.

Kiana nervously grabbed the robin and looked out to see what was happening. She saw blood splattering on the volunteers who organized the resistance, and then they fell heavily to the ground.

Dead people.

Many people died.

My heart has never beat so fast.

Perhaps out of nervousness, or perhaps because she sensed danger, she held the robin tighter and tighter.

An emotion called anger burned in his eyes.

"I'm going to help!"

So this is war.