I barely survived this battle.
My life was saved.
Despite my saved life, Even so, I was drowning in wine every day at the bar in the port town on the front line when my wounds healed.
I was really discouraged.
Because I lost a lot of subordinates.
It’s irreparable.
I felt sorry for them and for their family in their hometown, but I couldn’t be honest with myself.
The dead never come back.
I was really idle for a while.
From daytime, I drank a lot of wine in a wooden cup that was a little sour and not tasty to compliment.
and…
I make loved a popular waitress woman at the store night after night.
Her shopkeeper said she was her daughter, but she didn’t look like that. I didn’t know even her name.
I could hear the sound of the moon and the waves through a small window.
Even with a drunken head, I thought the blue moonlight was lonely.
Shortly thereafter, we were rebuilding our regime and camp and preparing for the war again.
The situation has changed.
With the reinforcement of the force, I will lead the army again.
That night, inside the tabernacle.
At the military conference, I felt very unpleasant.
I wanted to win this fight without fighting, if possible. The difference in strength was already clear, and I already had some material that I was convinced that the situation was against them.
However, the information was unofficial.
The subordinates insisted on a total war of killing all. The military conference was parallel, but with an overnight grace period, I convinced my men.
I wasn’t sure I would succeed, but I was worried about her. It’s Claire.
I sent a confident young soldier as a mediator. It was to recommend surrender.
But he never returned.