The sounds of slaughter around them continued without pause.
The soldiers of the Germa Legion had been stripped of their emotions and knew only how to obey orders in battle. External factors could not affect the way they fought.
The same could not be said for the Marines.
What could deal a greater blow to morale than soldiers fighting desperately while their general suddenly turned against them and began speaking ill of their own side?
The war continued, and the Marines' anguished cries rang out without end.
A Marine captain standing beneath Rakulowa looked up at his direct superior in disbelief and questioned him.
"Hey, Vice Admiral Rakulowa, what are you talking about? We're in the middle of a battle! You're a vice admiral of the Marines!"
Rakulowa lowered his head and looked at the Marines around him, a hint of apology on his face.
"I'm sorry, Kout, but everything I said is true. Tethys, the other Giants, and I have lived in Elbaf since we were children. Because we were orphans, we were taken in by a nun named Carmel. We thought she was a merciful nun until she revealed her true nature. Only after she sold us to the Marines and the World Government did we learn the truth. She had always worked with the Marines and the World Government, abducting orphans from various races and selling them to the Marines and the World Government for exorbitant prices. You can imagine what they did to us when we were young to keep us from resisting..."
The captain named Kout stared wide-eyed in shock, unable to believe it.
But Tethys, standing beside him, stopped him from saying anything more. Looking at her daughter, she gritted her teeth in pain.
"Enough, Rakulowa. What use is there in saying all this