A Shapeshifting Assassin Captured

Tatsumi was being held between two burly men, about to be dragged away for execution.

Only then did he snap out of it. Relying on his own strength, he forcibly broke free and cried out, "Wait a second! I haven't joined the Empire yet. I'm not your enemy!"

Xiao Zhen found the boy rather interesting, so he suppressed a laugh and said, "But didn't you say earlier that you wanted to join the Imperial Army?"

"Then... then I won't join!"

Joining the Imperial forces could have given him a chance to rise through the ranks, but if he stubbornly persisted, the only outcome would be losing his head. He had yet to save his village or find his separated companions. He did not want to die so miserably.

Liver also pleaded with Esdeath. "General, I think this young man has excellent skills and great potential for training. Perhaps we can put him to use."

"Do whatever you want. As long as he doesn't defect to the enemy."

Esdeath did not care in the slightest about a protagonist who did not even possess an Imperial Arm. His future potential was limited anyway. Having witnessed the vastness of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, she could finally cast that ideal romantic partner from her mind.

By sunset, Tatsumi had changed into a brand-new uniform.

Of course, a thin blue strip of cloth was tied around his shoulder as well, symbolizing that he was a member of the Revolutionary Army.

He rubbed his stomach. The army's food really was good, far tastier than the coarse grain pancakes back in his village.

He had often heard his master say that some officers in the army would embezzle soldiers' pay and rations, but it seemed General Esdeath was not that kind of person.

Yet Tatsumi could