The war is over.
Roderich unexpectedly met Gilbert again, not among the lifeless names on the memorial tablet, but in Ward No. 6.
The living Gilbert Beshmit stood up and greeted him with a smile.
——Long time no see, dear young master.
He said that everything will eventually pass, and that war, love, and flowers blooming with blood as a memorial are just an extremely beautiful illusion.
It won't last long.
Ward six.
The place where all memories begin is also where all stories end.