Lortavin got a new job after his death,
This job includes food and accommodation, modified wands, desserts, and a kind-hearted young lady.
"Ah, the employer seems to be easy to bully."
"Well... It seems like this job is at least better than the last one."
Maybe it's time for me to live a peaceful daily life. . .
. . . But I'm sorry, but that's a lie.
Even when people talk to themselves, they deceive themselves.
"Your hands are shaking, your pupils are dilated, and your breathing is rapid. Doesn't this all indicate that you are excited about the approaching killing storm, doesn't it, Miss Lortavin?"
"The war you desire, we give it to you."
Some people believe that war will eventually bring answers;
There are those who believe that everything in the past is worth reclaiming.
Remember, don't believe any one camp's story.
Because every war has three versions.
The winner's.
Loser's.
And what those who survived told it.
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Intention: Love, Courage, Reason, Justice