Four days have passed, and the stillness has subsided in the room.
When Euphemia began to wake up in the morning, which she didn’t want, she carefully got up from her bed and pulled the curtain to cover the window.
Fersen will leave Brutein when that dawn that dims beyond the darkness will illuminate the world.
I know it’s stupid, but Euphemia wanted to delay the timing even a little.
Soon, he removes the hand that was holding the curtain tightly, and takes a gentle step so as not to wake him, who is probably asleep, and returns to the bed.
Then, after sneaking a blanket over him so that he could not even make a creaking sound, he clinged to him and began to receive warmth.
‘rather… … ‘
Had I known this would be the case, I should have had s*x last night by force.
In that case, his exhausted body would not wake up according to his usual routine and would have demanded a longer sleep.
‘It’s cruel… … ‘
They break their wings and make them forget how to fly, and keep them in their own cage.
Like the sky a frog in a well looks at, I came to realize that only the arms of a man named Ferzen could barely flap in the sky.
How can you say that you leave yourself like that and go on such a long road?
‘In your eyes… … Am I stronger than I thought?’
I had long forgotten how to live on my own.
I have become a woman who can only do twitter for him.
Shrek.
In front of Ferzen, who was awake, carefully pouring out the heartbreak she couldn’t express, Euphemia rubbed her face like a baby bird while hugging him tightly.
Shake!
At that time, as if responding to that stupidity.
As Ferzen’s large hands supported her back and hugged her into her arms, Euphemia trembled slightly.
I wondered if it was just a habit that came out of my sleep, but the look on his face when he looked up clearly showed that it wasn’t like a sleeping habit.
“… … For some reason, you woke up earlier than me.”
His half-open eyes and a hoarse voice with the energy of Suma remaining.
However, what I hated and feared the most from Euphemia’s point of view was that he was aware of the present time, albeit vaguely, that it was morning.
“no… … Wait, I just went to the bathroom… … ”
“… … ”
“I’m sorry for waking you up… … Hurry up, go to sleep… … ”
Euphemia’s trembling hand gently caressed Ferzen’s face, gently stroking her firm chest.
It was a warm feeling as if she was singing a lullaby, but Ferzen easily noticed the sadness that could be felt at her fingertips.
“Is that so… … ”
so that.
Dawn, which could not be covered by any new curtains, was coming into the room, but Ferzen ignored it and closed her eyes, gently caressing Euphemia’s body.
It wouldn’t make sense to say that the long night already greets the morning.
So, that bright sunlight must have been his own misunderstanding.
… … So, Ferzen, who overslept, woke up at 1:40 PM.
It was a situation where every minute was wasted, but Ferzen never regretted it.
* * * * *
“this… … ”
Brutein’s mansion, before Fersen got on the wagon waiting at the door.
Euphemia handed him a beautiful embroidered handkerchief in her arms.
The engraved embroidery is a laurel tree symbolizing victory on a green background.
Yes, Eupemia in its own way.
It is a gift to pray for victory and rebirth of Ferzen when he goes to the battlefield.
And Ferzen, who received it, bowed his head, facing Euphemia’s face, which was about to burst into tears.
side.
It was a very short kiss that didn’t even make a sound.
There is nothing more suitable for this moment of parting.
“Don’t go.”
“yes… … ”
Take care of yourself.
“Bye… … honey.”
Putting those words that were a little bit daytime in her mouth, Euphemia smiled as brightly as she could.
All right!
As the wagon engraved with Brutein’s pattern left the mansion, Euphemia quietly stood still and captured the scene until the end.
Immediately after, the time came when the carriage no longer caught my eye.
Euphemia lowered her shaking hand and bowed her head.
I can already feel the loneliness and anxiety conveyed by the empty seat without him on my skin.
Eupemia herself knew best that it was a meaningless action, even though she tried to hold her own arms in her arms trying to forget it.
“… … ”
The sky I look up at is very clear.
Soon, winter will come to this world.
And for the woman of Ruerg, winter is a season she is very familiar with.
Euphemia couldn’t afford to spend the winter alone without Ferzen by her side.
But you will have to overcome it nonetheless.
So that… …
I will be his next season.
* * * * *
“Are you okay… … ”
Rimbell, who was watching Ferzen, carefully asked Ferzen in a worried tone.
Ferzen, who was handling the handkerchief that Euphemia had carefully made and delivered to him, put it in his arms and looked out the window.
“If you say it’s not okay, would you even make this war a thing of the past?”
“That, that… … ”
“It’s a joke. Rimbell.”
Looking at his bewildered lieutenant, Ferzen laughed bitterly.
Then, after confirming that the carriage with Yuriel and Laura is following them, he returns to his usual self.
He has only one purpose in this war.
Not to lose anything you have.
“hahaha… … ”
But the moment he realized it, Ferzen burst into laughter involuntarily.
Come to think of it, even if there were times when we fought to get something or to rob it.
Wasn’t this the first time they had fought to protect something?
‘He’s a villain who fights to protect… … ‘
It was a very contradictory sentence.
Really, I can’t find any root cause.
It’s the fate of the evil villain.
* * * * *
The last day to mark the end of November——November 30.
Returning to the capital, Ferzen exhaled while looking at the scenery of the capital, which was forming a more desolate atmosphere than before.
Already on the outskirts of the fortress gate, a large barracks had been set up and the conscripted people were crowded.
The bureaucrats who managed them were busy running around without being able to sit down even for a moment.
“Rimbell.”
“Yes!”
“Do you know how many soldiers will be conscripted?”
Not all people in each estate were conscripted into the capital.
To be precise, after trying to be conscripted in each territory, they gather in a fixed area and go out.
“maybe… … It will be close to seven thousand.”
“Is that so?”
Anyone who sees it might say that it is less.
However, given the background of the times, it was by no means easy for a country to move 70,000 soldiers.
If you forcefully bring in old men and women here, the number will reach 100,000.
The fact that the number of 70,000 when conscripted simply as a strong male was rather a testament to how powerful the country was.
“Then I will go. I’ll stop by the mansion in the afternoon to report. Count.”
“okay.”
After leaving Limbell, the lieutenant, Ferzen turned and looked at Laura and Yuriel.
“Branch.”
With a short word, they all walk together to the mansion in the capital.
again.
Then, suddenly, Ferzen stopped walking in the passing square.
The supply and demand of Cesar and Loer, which were in good condition until he left the capital, is not visible.
Perhaps all the flesh was eaten and harvested.
The remains of his remains will become bone powder and drift around the world in the wind.
cuckoo.
“… … ”
And then, Yuriel, who was quietly standing next to her, warmly grabbed her hand.
As he quietly stared at the empty square, did it seem that he was struggling with guilt?
Looking at that figure, Ferzen thought that he had shown Yuriel that he was too weak.
Even if she shows a small gap, the way she tries to comfort herself here is a clear proof.
“It’s okay not to worry.”
With a dull expression on his face, Ferzen ruffled Yuriel’s hair.
Then, she tightens her clasped hands, clasping her clasps full of affection.
“… … ”
Then, Laura, who was looking at the two of them from the side, glanced at Ferzen’s remaining hands and touched her own tiny hand.
However, since he couldn’t stand Yuriel’s annoyance, he quietly pulled only the long ears of the rabbit doll.
Her position is also a position, but from now on, the same rear supply unit–Isn’t that also going to be assigned as her direct superior?
So, it seemed that there was no need to experience the hell road that I would walk in the future on my own.