Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

"They were right flowers blooming on the battlefield. Flowers scatter, leaving seeds behind. Flowers do not begin with flowers, but are rooted in the earth, sprouted, and flowered again. They fought for our future, for freedom, for pride, for their lives. We must embrace its death, face forward and keep stepping forward. The greatest condolence we can offer is to never forget their living and dying, to win the future they aspire to and to sprout the seeds they have left behind"

In the city of Gardina, in the newly built cemetery there was a gathering of Gardina troops, and some inhabitants. 26 coffins lined up before them. Among them lie soldiers of the Gardina army who died in battle in the previous battle.

They were able to delay corruption due to Georg's light magic and return to the city with beauty. And only the day after that, during the half-day period, did we set aside time to bid farewell to the residents, and it coincided with this funeral.

No one in the army weeps. They will, especially those who fought out together, because they already had enough time to just accept death from them. Johann was also saying words to each and every one of them, weeping in front of their coffins.

For Johan, it will be that all soldiers feel like their own children. The way he pushed his emotions to death, and tried to calm down, instead invited the tears of the others.

He was also particularly close to those who died in the war, and some of them lovers, but his grief, their grief, was difficult to put to the brush. Georg's heart was tightened as he took it into his coffin and wept, calling his name after all the rips in his throat.

"Our compatriots (from the beginning), my friends. Sleep in peace. Sing the temporal rest now. And after you've had enough fun, we'll see each other again. At that time, let us cast our flag upon this continent, and prepare the world you have dreamed of. Until then, it's a long goodbye."

"Dedicated - Sword!!

After Georg's words, Johann decrees and all soldiers salute.

A sword raised in heaven sheds a brilliant, dazzling light on the sun.

And as the salute was offered, the coffin was quietly buried, and the first funeral in Gardina was over.

"My lord."

"... Johann, what's up?

After the funeral, they were on the walls where they could overlook the cemetery.

The walls of the Gardina are tunneled and only light enters through guneyes opened like windows, so it is always dim during the day. Sometimes it was such a place, and Johann seemed to have a terrible beating on Georg.

"No, I saw you heading this way, so I was wondering..."

"Is that good?

That said, there was a cemetery ahead of Georg to show, and it could be seen that those who turned their flowers to those who were buried were still incessant.

"... the army has already been given enough time to say goodbye and accept. Now all we need to do is sort it out, train after tomorrow, and prepare for battle, and prepare for sharpness. Therefore, we have already dissolved and given rest today, except for those on duty."

"... right"

That said, Johann calls out to Georg, who once again looks at the cemetery.

"My lord, were they, as soldiers of Gardina, fighting shamelessly"

That was something I wanted to check because he couldn't make it to the battlefield with me.

"Ah."

"Have you set foot on the enemy's white-bladed land without fear?"

"Regardless."

"Have you always bravely waved your sword for your victory?"

"Definitely"

"… was their death meaningful to us"

"... there is no question. With their lives, they devoted themselves to Gardina, paid their enemies, and showed their warriors their lives. By dying, he showed off the possession of Gardina's soldiers. It will necessarily remain deep in the minds of the surviving soldiers and will support them on their battlefield"

"... Really? If so, good... good..."

Johan continued his words as he leaned down and shook his voice.

"If their death had not been in vain, it would not have happened, and we who were left behind could also challenge the next battle with our hearts open. Like them who found their place of death, they could fight with this life on their hands. I'm so glad I'm able to give you that word now, my lord... well, my lord, at this"

"Oh, I'll keep busy. Please."

"Ha!!

As I shook away the tears accumulated in my eyes, I saw no stray in its hindsight as soon as I gave an abbreviated salute and then looked back and walked away from the place.

"Johann, turn your mind unnecessarily..."

He came here not only for that question, but perhaps thinking of Georg, who had made his soldiers die by his own choice.

He said, "If it is a meaningful death, those who are left can fight again".

Conversely, if it gives us a meaningful death, it would be a sign of willingness to go to war at all costs. Originally, all Gardina troops were volunteers. Therefore, if you are prepared to go to battlefield, you are prepared to die there. The horrible thing is to die a dog, to die pointless.

If it is not dog death, if we can leave something behind for those who follow, we will not hesitate to die. That's what Johan would have wanted to say.

"... the race was already thrown. We have no stagnation."

In an age when people's lives and deaths are as light as dead leaves, and if they blow, they fly away, they say, "Let's build a new history, a culture, a nation." Without that readiness, why should the Lord serve?

Colorful flowers were shaken by the wind in the cemetery where he looked down again.