(Thanks to Bei Ming Luo Yu for the donation bonus chapter 25/25.
Thanks again to the boss for the huge donation. I've been staying up too late lately, so this has been delayed for quite a while. Sorry, sorry.)
Having found his sheep, the little boy looked at Li Qinwu somewhat helplessly.
"Mi... Mister, noble sir."
He did not know Li Qinwu's identity, but judging by his luxurious armor, perhaps he was a nobleman.
Li Qinwu reached out and rubbed the little boy's head.
"You've got some nerve. Why were you herding sheep in a minefield?"
The little boy lowered his head and said guiltily:
"Yesterday, this wasn't a minefield. Today... today it became one. I... I didn't know..."
Li Qinwu sighed. The Silver Shield Council and the Flower Shield Council were fighting fiercely, and the situation changed by the day. A peaceful little village yesterday becoming a war zone today was perfectly normal.
But that kind of normality was far too cruel for civilians caught in the flames of war.
"Alright. Where's your home? I'll take you back."
The little boy pointed in a direction. Li Qinwu turned back, recorded the Baneblade Tank's coordinates, and then headed toward the boy.
The little boy had lost his pants, and his shoes had also been blown to pieces. The gravel road hurt his feet terribly, so Li Qinwu simply carried him in his arms.
More than half an hour later, they left the mountainous grazing grounds and arrived at a shack built from rubble by the roadside at the foot of the mountain.
"That's my home!"
The little boy pointed at the stone shack. Li Qinwu quickly walked over and set him down in the open space before it.
The little boy first drove the sheep into their pen, then came