Starting With A City As A Transmigrator - Chapter 38
Hawks’s army camped outside the city wall in the distance and didn’t act rashly. Meanwhile, the army inside Yale City didn’t pay too much attention to them.
Two days later, the armies of Barons Oliver and Mason arrived at Yale City, one after another.
“Hey, soldier! What’s wrong? Why are your hands shaking so much?”
Clive passed through the rows of soldiers on the city walls and stopped in front of a soldier.
The hands of the soldier who was called were trembling. Upon looking at Clive, the soldier couldn’t say a word at all.
“Do any of you know where this guy is from?”
Clive gave up on asking the shivering soldier and turned to speak to the soldiers around him.
“He was a prison soldier, Sergeant,” one of the soldiers said.
“What is your name?”
“J-Jamie, Sergeant!” the soldier stammered out his name.
Jamie was indeed a prison soldier, a position that by definition would never join the front lines of a war in his life.
