But the old lady didn't even look at the soldiers, instead she continued to berate the girls, "During the civil war, I was part of a field cooking team just like you."
"I'm telling you, whether noble or commoner, handsome or mischievous, anyone can vanish without a trace!
"The lucky ones are gone instantly, the less fortunate end up in the hospital, missing limbs, facing a lifetime of hardship!
"Don't fall in love with soldiers, girls, don't! After the war is over, find a lucky fellow with nimble legs to marry—that's the right way! The only right way!"
The aunt's words silenced the soldiers.
After a moment of silence, Pavlov said, "Auntie, this time it's different from the civil war! We've seen with our own eyes that the Prosen devils are like demons, they slaughter civilians at will!
"We've witnessed them dump entire families spanning three generations into manure pits!"
