Hearing this, Nina still felt a pang of sorrow.

They were living through what their ancestors had endured. Though she hadn't experienced it herself, every time she read about it or saw it in media, she felt a deep empathy for their suffering and a profound appreciation for her country's rapid development. It was a reminder to never forget the past.

Just then, Nash emerged and saw Nina talking with Carl. He noticed her gently patting Carl's back, comforting him. They seemed to get along well, as if they had known each other for a long time. Nash's expression darkened, his brows furrowing slightly.

Nina, seeing Carl's downcast demeanor, felt a protective, almost sisterly affection for him. She moved closer, offering her shoulder for him to lean on, hoping to instill some positive energy and a glimmer of hope. "Let's work towards rebuilding our nation!" she said to him.

Carl looked into her eyes, finding motivation in her determined gaze.

A sudden cough interrupted them. Carl quickly stood up, alert and cautious, as Nash approached.

"Sorry to interrupt," Nash said in a deep voice.

"It's okay," Nina replied.

Carl remained wary. "Who is he?"

Nash, Captain York, the leader who saved the village. You can call

into Carl. Carl seemed to understand. "You're the protector they talked

the title. "Not

grateful to you. Our own government can't even do that." Carl was clearly disappointed in their government but full of admiration for Nash and

young people like you. Survive, and there's hope. Maybe one day your country will unite and

Carl nodded.

to Carl, "Let's go. It's time

"Okay."

"Aren't you sleeping in the tent? Where

need to settle Carl

signaled to a soldier.

The soldier

spoke to Carl, "Go with

at Nina .” I’ll remember your words and work

words had given Carl newfound

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