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In times of war…

What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination? 

How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques? 

What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy?

And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move?

For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions? 

This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.


Geoffrey_

Counterfeit Hero

Chaos_

Fatty was startled for a moment, feeling it made some sense. He asked in confusion, "I've got two Purple Emblem Freedom Medals. Even if I'm not a Savior, I'm still a hero, right?" Milan clung tightly to Fatty's arm and shook her head, "No. A true hero sacrifices for the country and the people. He can't get what he loves, often painfully giving it up for others. Can you do that?"


Original text: Volume 3, Chapter 33 Both boats capsized_2 Modified: