Common Sense of a Warrior

... that, even when I get home.

'Cause I don't know.

I feel like protecting someone.

When was that, that word Louis also said?

Why, while your father is deprived of his mother… still, is he in a position to protect the people?

Will they still go that way while they are scratched?

"Welcome home, Mel"

"... hey, bye. Is your father home yet?

It's what I hear in her ear.

"Yeah, you're home already."

"May I ask you something?

"... Deacon says he doesn't have any plans today"

"Yeah. Well, I'm gonna go for a little while."

Tokotoko and I will even head to your father's study.

With that said, it may be a long time since I've had a face-to-face conversation with your father.

At least, because your father was pulling back right after he crusaded the burglar, and then your father was more bummed.

When I entered your father's room a little nervous, his father was relaxed and sober.

"Merry, huh? It's unusual for you to come to your room.... Speaking of which, I hear you went out with the Kreutz today?

"Yes, it was a lot of fun"

"That's good.... and what's up?

"I don't care, but I need to ask your father something"

"Hmm... what? Say it."

"... how can your father protect the people?

To the abrupt question, your father gave a slightly surprised look.

"... I spoke to Mr. Kreutz today and asked him why he became a soldier. I have learned that there are many reasons. Apart from each reason, it also means that whenever I admired your father, I began to desire to protect my country… my people, as your father did....... but I don't get the fundamentals of that story. Why would your father want to protect the people?"

"... is it so strange for Non to try to protect the people?

"Yeah. Because, Father.... Didn't your mother get killed by the people your father protected?"

In my words, I could see that your father took his breath.

"Is it that important to protect a people who don't know their faces, who don't know their names?... even though I don't know when to repay my favor with vengeance"

"... to you, are the people enemies?

"No. But it's also true that you don't think better or better. Just don't enjoy being protected, but be strong yourself. Wouldn't that be good if you became stronger yourself and protected what you wanted to protect yourself! Where does your father need to protect everyone? For me, the men of this country are better than the soldiers of the Twile nation..."

Pattin, I heard a dry noise.

I felt my cheeks get hot, and your father found out that I had been hit.

"... more than that, don't say. Don't say anything more."

To your father's low voice, I swallow the words that went out.

"I didn't have the noble ambition to protect my country from the beginning. I just wanted to test my arm, but that's why."

Ugh, and your father exhaled a heavy sigh.

"I was selflessly obsessed. In the course of the war, nature and body moved that a warrior must defend himself in front of a people ravaged without skill."

Gu, and your father tilts the glass he had at hand.

Drinking the contents all at once, your father sighed.

"Merrilda was killed and made me think a lot about it. When I think that the people of this country killed Non's wife, I was vain as to what it was that I fought so hard at that time.... but. The people have taught us that what we have done was not in vain."

That's what I said. Your father grinned visibly.

"I'm a hero. After what I was told, well... I just kept running to my samurai, saying that I had to live up to my responsibility to have that name. But whenever there was a way behind Noun, The path was cleared with potpourri and what followed. Nothing else, from the people. You heard me. That whoever burned the village in battle became a soldier. Seeing the work of Non until now, he wanted to be a protector for himself. And those who followed him after him, and those who followed him after him, will guard the loved ones of the strangers of his face. Then again he felt proud that the road continued, and was saved. What Noh has done is pointless. There may be no more to explore and taste the sorrow of losing loved ones like Non."

"... and suddenly!

"Is everything about the people, a burglar? Are you going to be a burglar? Does the Lord not know that the people also have loved ones? Is it a sin that you cannot protect yourself and want me to protect you?

"............ Huh!

"Not everyone, like the Lord, has martial talent. Even if they do, they don't have time to be chased and polished by their daily lives. Tell them to defend themselves and train them the same way? It's arrogance."

"But I..."

Step by step, I knew I was running out of words to argue with.

"For example... right. If Baaya asks for help, won't your Lord help?

"... Aya is my loved one. Of course, I'll help."

"Baaya's loved ones asked for help. What is it?

"... because Aya will grieve, I will protect you"

"Aren't you going to push him away to protect himself? You say you're a stranger to your face and your name, and you protect it?

I didn't get any more words.

Because I know what your father meant by what he said.

"That's the thing. Safeguarding someone important around.... Not all of the people are bad. It was only the robbers who killed your mother. The sin is upon them, and the blame is upon Non, who could not protect her. It's different to blame all the people."

Softly, your father wrapped my cheek with those big hands.

No more heat, no more pain.

Instead my eyes got hot and I was overflowing with tears.

"There is a stranger who cares about him. Non does not want to see his loved ones mourn and mourn like Non.... then it is only then that Non moves forward. Yes, I do."

Your father laughed when he said that while wiping my tears.

I rebel that word of your father over and over again in my heart.

"I don't want to see you mourn and mourn your loved ones like Non."

... only that word, only that feeling... to me, too, I know.

The despair of that time, the sorrow of that time... the hatred of that time.

I don't want to taste it again.

At the same time, I don't want people who are important to me to taste it.

Because I know the pain myself......

The moment I thought about it that way, I remembered the words Louis once told me.

'... this country has suffered a lot of sacrifices to keep this routine. Even now, someone keeps paying for it somewhere. Is that to protect this country? No, no one's going to see anything that big. I guess they fought to protect what they wanted to protect.'

In that tower, that's what he said.

... if that's true.

Does that mean that there are others, like me then, who are desperate for the irrationality of the world and who are suffering from a sense of loss?

The moment I came to think of it, I was ashamed of myself.