Chapter 70 Hope

This vulnerability is also reflected in District 13’s annual casualty report.

Maybe others don't know it very well, but Samuel, as a knight commander, knows very well what a cruel number that is.

It was so cruel that the empire did not dare to announce it.

Because once the true situation is announced, it will inevitably cause huge panic, and the empire will also be turbulent.

No one can afford this consequence.

So they can only choose to hide it.

Looking at Cosi who was sent away and still a little unresponsive until now, Samuel sighed, once again feeling the immaturity of the younger generation of the empire.

The growth rate of the new generation cannot keep up with the consumption of those backbone forces by the war. The overall strength of the empire is actually slowly declining.

Although the newly appointed His Majesty has been trying to change this in recent years, due to various reasons, until now, no relatively convincing results have been achieved.

And even under this severe situation, some nobles still did not realize the seriousness of the problem and were still wrangling over the garrison issue in District 13.

Thinking of the noble boy who was regarded as a target by Andal, who had been making insinuations and wanted to ask him this question, Samuel almost laughed out of anger.

To be honest, if Andal's balloon hadn't been one step ahead of him, the Knight Commander might have been tempted to take action.

This kind of person, living to this day, is simply wasting the empire's food. Raising a monster is better than raising him!

Even other monsters have the courage to fight. Raising a guy like this means nothing!

Well done Andal!

It's a pity that as a knight captain, he can't show anything blatantly, otherwise the boy wouldn't be able to walk out of the knight academy with his beard and tail intact today.

Therefore, the little cub's attack not only did not anger Samuel, but actually helped him out by some strange combination of circumstances.

This is also the reason why Samuel would deliberately stumble the young master of the Caberen family and prevent him from taking revenge on Kesi.

"How's it going? What did you see?"

After sorting out the materials on the table, the fighting spirit in the old dean's hand shook, and almost in the blink of an eye, the papers turned into powder.

Looking at Samuel standing by the window, he pulled away the stool, gently rubbed his waist, and walked over to ask.

"I still do not know yet."

Samuel replied calmly.

"Maybe it's our hope, or maybe it's just a joke."

"A powerful selectively bred monster..."

With his hands behind his back, Mogu looked out the window at the students who had no sense of crisis and sighed.

"The advantages of Warcraft compared to humans are too obvious. They are a very terrifying force. If we can control this power through selective breeding, even just a part of it will be enough to break the current predicament."

"Back then, the empire had high hopes for this kind of biological weapon that could be tamed, and invested a lot of resources in this end. Unfortunately, until the current Majesty took over, there was no result."

Samuel turned to look at the pessimistic old man, feeling that there was a strong sense of disapproval in his words.

"Are you pouring cold water on me?"

Mogu shook his head, "I just want you to calm down and think carefully about whether it is worth it or not to involve the connections in District 13 for this matter."

“Whether it’s worth it or not, you have to try it to know.”

"Your old-fashioned ideas will be disliked by students."

"So people have to accept old age. As I mentioned before about retirement..."

"Ahem, cough, cough, wrong, wrong, I was wrong. You can't retire. We, this group of people, are counting on you..."