Evil always comes from courage

"Why do you say this?"

James Burt was puzzled by this. The Battle of Fenlin happened about ten years ago. It was the only complete victory of the Zakshizi people in Linhai during the war with the Christians. Although they lost to Vincent Gutson in the end, they at least won once.

It is often said that Hardiman Benluer created a space for the Zakshiz people that could compete with Blär in Christian City. The foundation of the Sid Empire. Because he defeated the Vincent family who crossed the sea to attack the mainland of Zakshetz, the Vincent was almost invincible.

Alice Letasha did not answer James Burke's question. Special question, just talking to myself;

"It is often said that that was the first great victory for a Zakshetz over Vincent."

James Burt naturally knows that many members of his family have participated in the Battle of Burning Forest. This matter has always been a topic of discussion among the noble knights;

"Yes, I often hear nobles mention that it was the greatest victory. A fire burned more than two hundred Vincents to death, but I think you are not mentioning this at this time just to settle old scores with me."

Alice. Letasha's expression was a little strange, with a look of helplessness that seemed to say: Where did you want to go?

"Of course not, it’s just that the elders in the family often tell the history of the Vincent family in order for the younger generations to learn from it and draw lessons."

James Bert felt a little speechless about this, with a hint of irony and pride in his words;

"It seems that your elders love to tell stories, even about a failed battle. Our ancestors don't want to mention it. I think the scene must be very tragic."

Obviously, most of the Vincent family are arrogant guys. A battle that can only be described as a disastrous defeat can be shown off. In comparison, they seem to have won a great victory. Humbly, she didn’t say a word about this matter.

However, Alice Letasha smiled frankly, and her smile was unpleasant.

"It seems that the elders of the James family regarded this matter as a shame, which is natural. The truth is that 236 civilians were driven into Linhai and burned to death, and your people lied that they were an army composed of the Vincent family."

James Burt's eyes widened. He stood up suddenly from his seat and exclaimed in disbelief;

"What?"

But Alice Letasha calmly pointed to the tea cup on the table opposite, made a gesture of pouring tea, and signaled him to pour a cup for herself, without stopping to tell the story;

"Because there is not enough food and shelter there, it is facing famine and cannot collect excess food. This is a choice. People always have to make various choices: steal food and continue the expedition, or starve to death locally."

James Burt did not move. He was stunned on the spot, as if he had been struck by lightning. Alice Letasha shook her head helplessly and continued;

"Hardiman Benluer made a decision. They could not turn back or stop. He could not directly steal the food, which would lead to resistance and riots. If these refugees are allowed to escape, it will cause the people at the next destination to flee in panic and take away food, so that they still cannot reach the destination. So Labodefen coaxed the civilians into Linhai, and in the name of relief, burned them all to death. When someone escaped from the fire, the soldiers stabbed them to death with knives. They withdrew until the forest burned more and more until it reached a point where even Zakshitz's soldiers could not extinguish it and it was impossible for anyone to survive."

James Burt almost collapsed and knelt down with his head in his arms. He shouted;

"This is not true!"

But he knew in his heart the attitude of the elders. When someone showed off this matter, their eyes were full of anger, their palms raised high, and they slapped the younger generation's proud cheeks hard with the most severe attitude. Scolding them. All of this seemed to say that what happened that year was irreversible, unscrupulous, and shameful. Alice

Letasha poured herself a pot of cold tea, took a sip, and He poured a glass for James Burt, handed it over, and said;

"This is the truth, from the mouth of Vincent Gerterson, if you want to hear more details, you can. But I just want to say that as long as you have the ability to end it, no matter what you do, it is right. Even if there is no Vincent, Hardiman Benluer still fabricated a ridiculous story out of thin air, composed of 236 civilians. Vincent's army."

James Bert couldn't believe it. He felt that all reality collapsed at this moment;

"No, no, this is crazy, what about your people, where are your people?"

Alice Letasha put down her tea cup and looked at James Burt's increasingly desperate face, a little confused;

"In any case, Vincent will not send out his entire family for a battle. We are not members of the royal family, nor are we knights or warriors. What's more, we don't need to fight for the entire family for Christian Imperial City, and how can we have an army composed only of Vincents? At that time, even including new-born babies, there were not 236 Vincents to go to war.."

James Bert suddenly fell silent. Yes, the Vincent family is the kingmaker. They don't need to fight for the Christian Imperial City. If the new king doesn't support them, they will pull him down and build a new one..

It turns out that this is the truth, and then all the abnormalities that my father had back then seem to make sense. This is why my father broke off diplomatic relations with the Hardiman family after he came back.