"Here in the letter..."
Before the Earl of Arnenburg Soul Monument.
I got off the horse I rode and breathed.
There was no one around. Where no one but the wind blew was slightly creepy.
"At sixteen o'clock, be"
But nothing happened.
"Huh? It's a full moon day, isn't it? Did I make a mistake?
No, I checked properly. I'm sorry I made a mistake.
"What..."
That was when I whined.
My back darkened on the lid.
"What!?
It was really reflexive that my body flew away. If I stood there like that, I would have died.
"No..."
But I couldn't avoid it altogether. Slightly, the cutting-edge of the sword appears to have hit his arm and bleed out.
"You... How..."
I shrugged.
It was not Emperor Gardia who stood there.
"Gowen..."
Even with a scary face, Gowen, who was giggling at me nicely, stood with cold eyes.
(You don't seem to be here to bring me back or anything like that)
I held back the part where the blood was bleeding.
"Gowen, how could you do this?
(For a moment, I thought Emperor Gardia was manipulating me, but I don't even feel bad about it)
"Gowen..."
Gowen says nothing.
"Dear Luche, here you are, dying."
"What are you saying..."
It was no longer Gowen I knew that was in front of me. pointed a sharp cut at me.
"In the first place, why are you here? Here..."
"Emperor Gardia is supposed to come, is he?
"How could..."
"I'm sorry, but that can't be. Because I'm the one who wrote that."
What Gowen said was elusive and hard to believe.
"What the hell!?
"To call you"
"To summon me?... How could you do this?
That's what I wanted to hear. Why does he turn his sword to me, who serves me from my aunt's age?
"It's for what I want"
"Huh?"
That was an unexpected answer.
"You know my family died in the war against the Gardia Empire."
"Yeah. In your daughter's tummy, she said she also had a grandson..."
"It is inevitable that people die in war. But..."
When I said that, I shook my hand.
"I'm not convinced! Why did those kids have to die!? Almost there, I could have been happy!!
It was sad, crying.
"In time, you said it was a marriage to you!? Don't be ridiculous! I will never let that happen.... I am sorry for you. Involved in my own convenience."
(I want revenge. I took what was important to me, to that Gardia Empire...)
"Do you think that if you kill me, it will be a war in both countries?
I just want to say, "That's not true," but what I can't say is where I stand right now. That is the position of the eldest son of the Duke of Listil.
"If the eldest son of the Duke of Listil dies, the people will just not be silent. The mood of resistance will rise, and even that wretched king, His Majesty, will move."
"You're weak!?
"What do you mean you're not weak!? Killed my own father and sister, why can I be nagged like that!? That one just suddenly falls down on the throne!! Even for Master Adolph it is!! Why should we put up with this so much!! I wondered if you were anything like Ada, but you were too kind in the end."
There's some trouble, but I like Rouchet about His Majesty the Kind King. I think it would be much better not to wage war than His Majesty the King, who frequently wars and exhausts the country.
(But some people aren't satisfied with that...)
There are two ways of looking at His Majesty the King not waging war.
Because one is powerless, and my heart is weak.
The other is because I chose to curb my hatred by measuring which is more important and which is more profitable, all my hatred and suffering, with this country and my balance.
I'm sure I'm the latter. I don't know about His Majesty the King, but I have all the power, but I don't use it for my personal gain. That's all I think is good enough reason to think so. You know, getting out of the room, making things a little rough, I'm sure, is a complete joke. From me, I think His Majesty the King is very strong when he kills his parents and sisters but does not wage war as a condolence battle or something.
(Gowen, then, you can't...)
"We have such weak hips in that country, in that Gardia Empire, we have trouble. You said it before." I hate war, I know it kills a lot of soldiers, and I don't want to take them out on the battlefield, "he said."
I did answer that when His Highness Rasmere asked me. Because I don't think I want to go to war.
"I said..."
"This world is a weak predator... Nobody can protect you while you remain weak... A Duke of War is the bloodiest thing on the battlefield. What do you do with such sweet things as hate war..."
"Even though more people are just like you if you wage war... Still, you want war."
Gowen's thoughts are never wrong. How can they end up breaking something important and not doing it back? This is the answer he gave me over the years. I don't deny that thought, and I can't.
"That's right. I'm sure I'll go to hell. Still, I can't help wishing. Dear Luche, I am so sorry to have to involve you."
That's what I said, I waved my sword.
(I'm just gonna die. This... sucks)
This has been happening all these days.