I’ve received reports that the battle has begun.
I’ll just leave the rest to them.
I stared outside, alone, without thinking about anything.
How many people would be killed or injured, it was too much to think about.
As a ruler.
The dead will be mourned and honored for their bravery and fighting.
We do our best to ensure that the families left behind are not inconvenienced.
So that the remaining soldiers can fight without a care in the world.
Leaders only count the deaths of people.
I heard such criticism before my reincarnation.
It is true that for leaders, in the end, it is a number and a necessary expense.
That’s what I thought, and I’m sure there were people who didn’t care in the first place.
But now that I’m in a position to give orders, I’ve realized something.
When I think about the lives of each and every person who died in the war, I find it hard to keep my spirits up.
If I don’t look at it as a number, I will definitely have a mental breakdown.
If I worry about the dead every single time, we will not be able to win.
One leader’s success is another’s death.
A good leader knows the shortcut to hell.
I’ve heard it said before.
Let your men die, and move on to the future.
It’s true that the path I’m taking is a straight line to the hell of the dead.
I bit my lips, mocking myself.
I felt something dripping down my face.
I guess this is self-pity, too.
""
It’s too unbearable.
◆◇◆◇◆
The door opened, and I felt the two of them come in.
I didn’t feel like turning around, so I continued to look outside.
“Al, you’re still there?”
“What’s wrong, brother?”
I could barely reply.
“It’s nothing.”
Seems like the tone of my voice gave me away.
The two of them came up beside me and seemed to notice my severely cut lips.
Mil was surprised, but remained silent and wiped the blood off.
“Can you let me know when you get the results?”
“All right, but …… I’ll stay here for now.”
“We can’t leave brother alone right now!”
Mil said with deep concern.
“If you’re having a hard time, just let me know.”
I sighed.
“No matter what you say, it will only be self-pity.”
Kiara grabbed my arm tightly.
Her expression was like she was reprimanding me.
“Brother. If you keep blaming yourself, you’re doing a disservice to those who fought for you. When you greet everyone, please be strong, even if it’s in a hollow voice.”
As expected of someone who had been educated as an aristocrat.
It was the same for me, but …… my memories from before my reincarnation have taken over.
“You’re right. Thank you …… I’m fine now. Would you mind leaving me alone until further notice?”
With a very complicated look on their faces, they left.
“Looks like I’ve shown them something pathetic. I’ll have to get back on my feet somehow.”
I thought, but I didn’t have a good idea.
I am keenly aware of the difficulty of coming to terms with my feelings on my own.
Then …… I finally noticed the pain in my lips.
I kept looking outside in silence, and the door opened when the sun is about to set.
◆◇◆◇◆
It was Mil.
She looked like she was in a lot of pain.
I knew from that alone that someone had died.
“Al, Mr. Rossi is back.”
“So you won.”
“Yes.”
“What’s the damage?’
“……… 4 dead, 14 wounded.”
“All right, thank you.”
They’re still worried about me.
I guess that means I’m still inexperienced.
◆◇◆◇◆
I greeted Charles in front of the government building.
The town is filled with cheers.
In particular, the wolf people won their battle against the tiger people, with whom they had a longstanding rivalry.
This one thing seemed to bring them a lot of joy.
“Thank you for your hard work, Sir Rossi.”
Charles bowed with a serious face.
“I am back, sir. As you instructed, the leader has been defeated. I’m sure only a few of them managed to escape.”
“I see. Well then, let’s take care of the wounded and prepare the funerals for the dead. After that, we can celebrate.”
Oracio, who had been standing behind Charles, called out with a mysterious look.
“My lord.”
“Thank you for your hard work too, Sir Oracio. You can take a good night’s rest now.”
“I’m sorry. I thought it was unnecessary, but I asked Sir Rossi to let me fight. In the end, some people died. I’ll take whatever punishment it is.”
“Sir Rossi, did you gave him permission to participate?”
“Yes.”
“Then you did not violate any orders. There is no need to apologize. General, in the army, you don’t have to take orders. If Sir Rossi approves, it’s as good as my approval.”
Oracio looked unconvinced.
""
“But ……”
I knew they would do that.
I knew, but I still sent them out.
There was no way I could punish them for that.
I quietly stopped Oracio from saying anything with my hand.
“No, I want to thank you again for your hard work. And thank you …… for risking your life to fight for our town.”
Oracio looked as if he had realized everything and bowed to me.
“I’d also like to borrow the leader’s head.”
There is still some post-war work that only I can do.
I’ve received reports that the battle has begun.
I’ll just leave the rest to them.
I stared outside, alone, without thinking about anything.
How many people would be killed or injured, it was too much to think about.
As a ruler.
The dead will be mourned and honored for their bravery and fighting.
We do our best to ensure that the families left behind are not inconvenienced.
So that the remaining soldiers can fight without a care in the world.
Leaders only count the deaths of people.
I heard such criticism before my reincarnation.
It is true that for leaders, in the end, it is a number and a necessary expense.
That’s what I thought, and I’m sure there were people who didn’t care in the first place.
But now that I’m in a position to give orders, I’ve realized something.
When I think about the lives of each and every person who died in the war, I find it hard to keep my spirits up.
If I don’t look at it as a number, I will definitely have a mental breakdown.
If I worry about the dead every single time, we will not be able to win.
One leader’s success is another’s death.
A good leader knows the shortcut to hell.
I’ve heard it said before.
Let your men die, and move on to the future.
It’s true that the path I’m taking is a straight line to the hell of the dead.
I bit my lips, mocking myself.
I felt something dripping down my face.
I guess this is self-pity, too.
""
It’s too unbearable.
◆◇◆◇◆
The door opened, and I felt the two of them come in.
I didn’t feel like turning around, so I continued to look outside.
“Al, you’re still there?”
“What’s wrong, brother?”
I could barely reply.
“It’s nothing.”
Seems like the tone of my voice gave me away.
The two of them came up beside me and seemed to notice my severely cut lips.
Mil was surprised, but remained silent and wiped the blood off.
“Can you let me know when you get the results?”
“All right, but …… I’ll stay here for now.”
“We can’t leave brother alone right now!”
Mil said with deep concern.
“If you’re having a hard time, just let me know.”
I sighed.
“No matter what you say, it will only be self-pity.”
Kiara grabbed my arm tightly.
Her expression was like she was reprimanding me.
“Brother. If you keep blaming yourself, you’re doing a disservice to those who fought for you. When you greet everyone, please be strong, even if it’s in a hollow voice.”
As expected of someone who had been educated as an aristocrat.
It was the same for me, but …… my memories from before my reincarnation have taken over.
“You’re right. Thank you …… I’m fine now. Would you mind leaving me alone until further notice?”
With a very complicated look on their faces, they left.
“Looks like I’ve shown them something pathetic. I’ll have to get back on my feet somehow.”
I thought, but I didn’t have a good idea.
I am keenly aware of the difficulty of coming to terms with my feelings on my own.
Then …… I finally noticed the pain in my lips.
I kept looking outside in silence, and the door opened when the sun is about to set.
◆◇◆◇◆
It was Mil.
She looked like she was in a lot of pain.
I knew from that alone that someone had died.
“Al, Mr. Rossi is back.”
“So you won.”
“Yes.”
“What’s the damage?’
“……… 4 dead, 14 wounded.”
“All right, thank you.”
They’re still worried about me.
I guess that means I’m still inexperienced.
◆◇◆◇◆
I greeted Charles in front of the government building.
The town is filled with cheers.
In particular, the wolf people won their battle against the tiger people, with whom they had a longstanding rivalry.
This one thing seemed to bring them a lot of joy.
“Thank you for your hard work, Sir Rossi.”
Charles bowed with a serious face.
“I am back, sir. As you instructed, the leader has been defeated. I’m sure only a few of them managed to escape.”
“I see. Well then, let’s take care of the wounded and prepare the funerals for the dead. After that, we can celebrate.”
Oracio, who had been standing behind Charles, called out with a mysterious look.
“My lord.”
“Thank you for your hard work too, Sir Oracio. You can take a good night’s rest now.”
“I’m sorry. I thought it was unnecessary, but I asked Sir Rossi to let me fight. In the end, some people died. I’ll take whatever punishment it is.”
“Sir Rossi, did you gave him permission to participate?”
“Yes.”
“Then you did not violate any orders. There is no need to apologize. General, in the army, you don’t have to take orders. If Sir Rossi approves, it’s as good as my approval.”
Oracio looked unconvinced.
""
“But ……”
I knew they would do that.
I knew, but I still sent them out.
There was no way I could punish them for that.
I quietly stopped Oracio from saying anything with my hand.
“No, I want to thank you again for your hard work. And thank you …… for risking your life to fight for our town.”
Oracio looked as if he had realized everything and bowed to me.
“I’d also like to borrow the leader’s head.”
There is still some post-war work that only I can do.
