Common Sense of a Warrior

I've never... thought of myself as the most unhappy person in the world.

I've been deprived of my loved ones, that would certainly be enough motive to curse the world with unhappiness.

But I couldn't believe there was anyone else like that besides me...

Close, even though I was there.

He said he was your brother or your father... the ones who lost their loved ones.

And yet, I... I didn't think about how they felt.

Except that he cursed the irrationality of the world, ashamed of his powerlessness, and neglected his own existence, which was an opportunity for his mother to die.

I looked only at vengeance, and at the same time I looked to my end point.

"I... turn away from the important things in this hand right now, and I don't want to regret it later"

My brother, who tasted the same pain, said he had such a tender wish for me.

The next day I went to the tower after training.

The view at dusk is lonely somewhere but warm as a result.

'There he is. He has loved ones, and they have loved ones, too. The same goes for those over there and those over there.... That way, a lot of people can get together and have a country. It is difficult to listen to each and every one of them, but I want to protect a country where each and every one of them can live in peace. I want to help my head so I don't break this everyday landscape. I want to remember my respect for those who have sacrificed, and I want to succeed in my will. Yes, I thought.'

What I remember is Louis' words, after all.

Lots of people, but crossing the city.

I don't even know the name, to me it's just an elephant being.

I want to protect you, I have no idea how that feels to be here.

… though.

I wish I didn't taste that despair.

I need you to taste the pain.

... because I know it.

of those who neither see nor know under their eyes, their loved ones.

There is yet another loved one among its loved ones.

Parent Brothers, Friends, Lovers...... Relationships are any good.

They also have such loved ones, whose hearts are pounding and holes empty when they mourn.

Maybe there's someone I know connected somewhere.

... Yeah, I'm sure it'll connect somewhere.

Because this city… no matter how wide the world is, the connection between man and man is so intricately intertwined and formed as if it were a spider thread.

I mean, even if you're someone you don't know about your face, that could be someone important to people who are involved with me.

What comes to mind are your father, your brother, the servants working at the Marquis Anderson house, the escort crew, and the people of the National Army and... then Louis.

Can I forgive them for savoring pain like I did then?

Can you stand to see that smile cloudy?

… I ask my own mind so.

The answer is no.

Happiness and desire.

Live, live... if you can, laugh.

I hope so.

For that matter, if I can hold my sword... wouldn't that make a lot of sense?

It's a noble thought to protect… I don't know.

But I... for me.

Someone... so that the people around me never taste the pain like me.

I'll shake the arm of my stacked sword.

Yes, I made up my mind.