Upper Class

Facing the swarming enemies, Andre Fisrot suddenly felt a burst of relief. Perhaps dying here would be a relief for himself. There was no need to think about territory, taxes, knights, or the Holy See. Except for his father who also died in the war, his great and glorious last name, and the slightly shameful vow he made to the groom's son and tailor's daughter when he was 16 years old, he had no regrets. Oh, by the way, except for that old guy, he vowed to trim off his beard and pull out all his teeth, make him kneel at his feet, and return the word "ugly" to him properly! Thinking about it this way, life is still a bit regretful. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.