Chapter 1 A funeral dirge echoed in the temple’s backyard. The music didn’t last long, as if the few minutes were all the time permitted to mourn the dead. Thud, a flower fell. Someone trampled on the freshly made grave. It was a death destined to be forgotten. Or maybe it was better that way. No one shed a tear for the grave’s o...
Chapter 1 A funeral dirge echoed in the temple’s backyard. The music didn’t last long, as if the few minutes were all the time permitted to mourn the dead. Thud, a flower fell. Someone trampled on the freshly made grave. It was a death destined to be forgotten. Or maybe it was better that way. No one shed a tear for the grave’s owner. Had it not been for the war, would someone have cried for her? Such hypothetical thoughts held no meaning amidst the countless lives that were snuffed out so meaninglessly. If anyone had been left alive to mourn the end of the goddess-chosen hero, they would have been cut down by the enemy’s blade as they stood in her way on the battlefield. The greatest strategist of the century given by the Blanchard family. The next Duke Blanchard. The key figure who led E
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