What we headed for was multiple consolation tablets built on a fierce battlefield on the border with the Arnenberg Border Uncle. The consolation tablet was engraved with the names of numerous war dead. I can't even imagine how many people have lost their lives. There were many bouquets of flowers placed around the consolation tablet. I guess a lot of people still visit here.
(What do the people who put this bouquet of flowers want? Taking the vengeance of the war dead? Will you never wage war again? which one)
"Luche, are you okay? Tell me when it gets hard."
"Father, it's okay.... it just made me a little sad to think a lot of people died here."
"I was in this fight, too. To be honest, it wasn't a very good thing. Many of my men have given their names to this tablet. He was a famous general. He was a wonderful soldier who followed me.... and the names of Gowen's wife and son."
"Uh..."
That was the first story I ever heard. Is Gowen's family dead?
"Your wife was a great soldier and your daughter was a military teacher. That extraction was great, so even though I was pregnant, I had it come out on the battlefield"
I searched for Gowen. He stood with Larum, with a large bouquet of flowers, in front of a consolation tablet separate from the one on which we stand. Larum was weeping.
There were three bouquets of flowers.
(... he also lost a grandson he hasn't seen yet)
"And this is also where the Duke of Listil lost his predecessors, His Majesty the King and Master Elise"
Your father's voice was different than usual and he didn't feel well anywhere. As I learned a while ago, there was originally talk that Elise, the sister of the current king, could be Her Majesty the Queen. So maybe your father is unnecessarily hard. Because maybe it was Master Elise's Duke of War.
"Now I thought I should have locked you in the royal palace, no matter how much Elise ravaged..."
"My father told me. My aunt said she was an incredible princess. And he said the spear was stronger than anyone else."
When I said that, your father looked down on you.
"I can't really say what a pretty word you are. He was a hell of a man in a different way from His Majesty the King now..."
However, the look seemed very nostalgic.
"My father told me we were both hit by weapons developed by the Gardia Empire."
"Yeah, you can't forget the sight of that time."
Your father's expression got harsher.
"Father, what weapon?
That's what I wanted to hear more about.
"I heard you didn't know what that was. Only that the black light emitted from that weapon replaced the flame and burned everything down..."
His Highness Rasmere seemed to have heard a lot from His Majesty the King.
"Yeah. It was a moment. In an instant, the area became extinguished. I had no time to say anything, no time to move. To be honest, whoever survived that battle was lucky. That's all."
I wonder how powerful your father would have said that.
"That light also poured down on the faction where His Majesty the King and Master Elise were. That's when Gowen's daughter, who was beside Elise, was burned with her."
To the intense word of being burned, I felt chilly.
"That weapon, you're not going to get shot right now?
"It seems that that was also a sword of all blades for the Gardia Empire. They needed a lot of magic to activate it, but they ran wild along the way and sucked and killed all the magicians' magic they were handing over."
That's when I remembered Emperor Gardia's words. Speaking of which, he said when the brunette children were abducted.
'My country originally had the highest number of magicians on this continent, but it hasn't been a lot (,,,,,,,,). Ma, I deserve the reduced number of magicians in our country, and I don't care, but a lot of people say no to that. I had no choice, so I decided to get it from this country'
Did a lot of things (,,,) mean this? It certainly deserves it.
"So, a temporary truce, to this day."
"Oh. I just got a problem later"
"Problem?"
His Royal Highness Rasmere was strangling him.
"Yes. You know very well.... brunette children like Joshua"
"Ah..."
(At that time...)
"Instead, it's our country that gave birth to brunette children, isn't it?
Is that what Emperor Gardia was saying?
"The black light emanating from the weapon poured down on one side per. I don't know if you took a bath of it or inhaled some sort of thing, but at that time, a child born of a woman who was in that area sometimes had dark hair traits."
"My father told me that for a long time, rarely were black haired children born?
"Yep. It's just that the ratio was pretty good then, so they say that's probably what caused it"
"That's what..."
Words are hard to come up with in the amount of facts I know for the first time.
"The magic holdings of dark-haired children born after the war were overwhelming compared to those of dark-haired magicians born naturally. So we rushed to launch a policy of subsidies."
Badly put, most of the brunette children in this country are born of women who have been victimized, by the weapons of the Gardia Empire. But their children have so much magic, so much so that they are expected to have a future...
(That's an awesome contradiction...)
"Your father was in the battlefield."
"There he is."
"Weren't you scared? Your father was just a kid, wasn't he?
"I was scared, but I couldn't leave His Majesty the King or his men behind and run away."
That's what I said and stroked my head. The hand where the sword Dako was formed told the story of how hard your father had worked.
"As a general who moves many and succeeds the Duke of Listil, the sword of this country, there was no escape to keep one alive."
"Yes..."
I'm leaving the Duke of Listil to protect this country.