Bablushka came from nobility, but what he said at that moment was cruder and more blunt than the words of any common street dweller.
Upon hearing him, everyone's expressions went beyond ugly. Some looked at Bablushka in disbelief, unable to believe that the Governor could utter something so explosive.
Put bluntly... this was no different from a terrorist attack.
"Gentlemen, understand this: from the moment we joined this war, all of us were destined for the dock in a courtroom. War crimes—who among us hasn't committed them? Everyone knows that what we did in Corinna was no different from an invasion. Even the Temple warned us to restrain ourselves."
Bablushka drew a deep breath, steadied himself, and said, "But if our sins can make great contributions to the rise of the Night Butterfly, then no crime is too great. Let the guilt fall upon this generation, and let the glory endure for a thousand years."
"People today will condemn us, but our descendants will enjoy the benefits of today's invasion. The invaded will instead be asked to reflect on why they were invaded—so this isn't an invasion. It is a great sacrifice!"
"Throughout history, no country has ever perished because it invaded another. Only victors get to write history!"
He raised a hand and pounded his chest, saying heavily:
"Glory belongs to the Night Butterfly."
The other soldiers straightened up, raised their fists, slammed them against their chests, and shouted in unison:
"Glory belongs to the Night Butterfly!"
Eighteen hours later, Calwitz, the Night Butterfly Minister of Defense, delivered a speech.
"Warriors of the Night Butterfly Federation, thank you for your hard work. After deliberation by the General Staff Committee, although we have achieved certain breakthroughs on the front lines, our combat strategy must now change."
"The Crystal Tower's