I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree
Chapter 82 - Great Victory (7/13)

“Oh dear, oh dear. It’s only been a few days, and Master Sergeant Martin, you’ve become like this?” The adjutant said this, carrying a lunch box and walking in. “Here, this is your favorite food, Master Sergeant Martin.”

Saying this, the adjutant directly poured the contents of the lunch box onto the ground. Two dry and hard black loaves of bread rolled out of the lunch box.

“Didn’t you love your soldiers like your own children, after all? You eat what the soldiers eat. Here, now you have something to eat.”

The adjutant looked at Martin arrogantly, completely abandoning the pretense of reconciliation from before.

Martin frowned and looked at the adjutant.

“So you were acting all along? Including reconciling with me?”

“Mm, that’s absolutely right!” The adjutant said this, nodding. “Your pig head has finally enlightened itself. Indeed, no one likes you. After shaking your hand that day, I washed my hands ten times. I was afraid your foolishness would infect me, understand?!”

The adjutant said fiercely, then crushed the black bread with his foot.

“Come on, you should be grateful you even have bread to eat. Many soldiers on the battlefield can only eat this kind of dirty and smelly food.”

Facing the adjutant’s provocation, Martin remained unmoved.

The adjutant also seemed to find this boring, and looked at Martin again.

“Alright, I have another purpose for being here this time. As long as you confess everyone you know who colluded with the enemy, and all the terms you discussed with the other party, we can reinstate you to your position.”

“That is not the case. I have said it many times. If you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do,” Martin shook his head.

“Heh, as expected of a noble young master. So arrogant. Let’s see if you’re still like this after you see this person.”

Saying this, the adjutant waved his hand, and two soldiers outside immediately carried a person in.

Upon seeing the person who entered, Martin’s eyes widened.

The person carried in by the soldiers was none other than Martin’s good friend, Waltz. At this moment, his face was bruised and swollen. Furthermore, he had a deep scar from being branded with a hot iron.

Martin could barely recognize the Waltz before him.

“Here, this is your comrade. He resisted fiercely during the interrogation and even cursed at us. We had no choice but to use some small measures. If you want to end up like this, then continue to remain silent. Anyway, you have colluded with the enemy. Even as a noble, if we do this, your family won’t be able to say anything.”

“Mar... tin... Hurry, these beasts...” Waltz opened his swollen eyes, saw Martin, and said weakly.

“You still have the strength to curse people,” the adjutant saw Waltz like this and quickly stepped forward, making a move as if to kick him.

Doing this was not only to intimidate Martin, but also to get revenge for himself.

He still remembered Waltz cursing him to his face before.

As the General’s adjutant, when had he ever suffered such humiliation in the army?

Therefore, upon getting the opportunity to interrogate Waltz, the adjutant had spared no effort. He was completely interrogating him in a torturous manner.

However, before he could kick him, he was stopped by Martin.

“What? You want to...” Before he could finish speaking, Martin directly delivered a hand chop to his neck, knocking him unconscious.

The remaining two soldiers saw this and were about to make a move, but Martin quickly drew the adjutant’s sword and killed both of them directly.

Afterward, Martin tied the adjutant to a chair, helped Waltz to the wall, and then poked his head out of the military tent to look at the situation outside.

Although there were soldiers on guard outside, they were quite far from here, so they did not notice the commotion here.

After confirming it was safe, Martin returned to the room and looked at Waltz by the wall.

At this moment, Waltz had also recovered a little strength. He looked at Martin. Smelling the blood in the air, he knew what had happened and sighed helplessly.

“Martin, doing this is equivalent to betraying the army...”

“It’s alright. People like this are not worth serving,” Martin said this, shaking his head.

Even if the army had treated him slightly like a human being, instead of a ruthless expendable, he would have been willing to die for the land beneath his feet. But the army simply didn’t treat him like a human being, nor did they treat his brothers like human beings.

Insisting on accusing him with a false charge, acting against him, and beating his brothers into such a state. Was this kind of army worth serving?

Garibaldi and the adjutant’s attitude towards him always made Martin involuntarily think of the duel in the snowy field that day.

Compared to them, Litte actually made him feel more like an ally.

“In that case...” Waltz said, panting slightly, looking at Martin.

“The brothers are still in the camp... the place where we used to be... Save them... They are innocent.”

“I can’t go with you now. I would just be a burden. Leave me here, give me a sword. If anyone comes, I can defend myself. You... hurry. The later you go, the more brothers will suffer.”

“I understand,” Martin nodded. He then took a sword from the body of a soldier nearby and handed it to Waltz. Waltz held the sword and showed a smile.

“Heh, a man should hold this kind of thing,” Saying this, Waltz gestured for Martin to leave quickly.

Before leaving, Martin looked deeply at Waltz again, then sneaked out.

The soldiers guarding the entrance didn’t expect Martin to sneak away. They just let him leave without any precautions.

After all, when the adjutant came in earlier, to prevent the sound of him abusing Martin from being heard, he had specifically ordered the guards not to patrol around here recently.