Chapter 36

Chapter 36: 36

“Chi, Father…”\n

“Ars, I knew you guys were hiding something”

My father looks me in the eye and walks towards me.

“Daimyo, I had an imagination that something must have happened to Governor Meesian. If you weren’t just resting, you’d probably die, and I thought it might lead to your growth, and I’ve kept you company until now. But I can’t let you go to war right now. If the survival of Canale County is at stake, it’s even worse. I’m going here.”

Such a father had the look of a man of determination floating around. I feel willing to never change the conclusion that I’m going to the battlefield.

But if my illness gets worse by letting my father go to battlefield here, it won’t spill. I could die.

“Father is sick now. You will not go to war.”

“Much better if you’re sick. If you’re in a state like this, you can go to war.”

“What if it gets worse? You could die, right?

“I’m going to die. And even if I die, I want to protect this Randolph in Canale County.”

How did you convince me? My father is definitely willing to go to war.

Sure, the capacity seems to be getting better, so there’s a chance he won’t die in the war right now.

But there is also naturally no zero chance of worsening and dying. You have to think carefully, just because you are a completely ignorant disease. I can’t let my father die.\nWe have to persuade him somehow.

My father came to stop me from leading the soldiers because he thinks they are powerless. It is a fact. But you have to make me think it’s okay for me to lead the soldiers here at all costs.

“Dear Raven, Master Ars…”

When Leeds starts talking,

“You keep your mouth shut!

My father drank it all. When they say that, Leeds also has no choice but to hold his mouth.

“Father, I was practicing battle in a mock fight. Sure, strength is still awkward, but I will definitely let you fight bravely!

“In that mock fight, did you fight well? I don’t think you can fight it. I haven’t seen it, but I can tell. Ars, you haven’t turned into a warrior yet.”

……

What is a warrior’s face? Is it something that my father, the warrior of war, can understand?

“… right. Let’s give him a test. I got sick and forgot something completely. Glar, is that guy in jail still alive?

My father asked a soldier of his age named Glar.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll keep you alive for once. It’s not a good idea to execute Master Raven without his life.” \n“I’ll do it now. Bring him in.”

“Heh, heh!

Glar hurried off to run to jail.

What is my father trying to do? He said a test or something.

A while later, Glar brought in a dirty dressed bearded man with his handcuffs fitted.

“What about that guy?

“He’s a balamoda. He is an extremely evil man who has committed murder, rape, theft and many sins in the village. I caught him before he fell ill. I had thrown him in jail for a while and intended to execute him, but had completely forgotten to execute him because of his illness. Do it now. You’re looking at it.”

“Is that the test?

“Yeah, but when you look at it, it doesn’t disturb your mind at all and keeps you calm. I would be disqualified if I exposed my agitation to distractions, meditating on my eyes, trembling, or about to throw up. In the battlefield, the death of others is a matter of course. You don’t deserve to go to battlefield if you seem upset about it. It is a matter of soldier control or before the power of battle. If I don’t get upset when I see this guy die, I’ll admit you’re a man in front of me, and I’ll leave you in command in this battle and make a big deal out of you in the mansion.”

……

Don’t be upset to see people die.

Can you do it? To me.

\nThe moment I saw it, the upset reached its peak and intense nausea struck me.

I can’t stand it.

I didn’t throw up, but I fell asleep.

“You’re disqualified.”

My father told me that with a sober look.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Anyone does that at first. So did I. However, I can’t command the actual battle to something that upsets me to this extent. I’m still going this time.”

……

“The Lord is a grown man, but he is only a child. The battlefield is still early. What, don’t worry. I will not die.”

No, I’m a middle-aged man in there, not a kid or anything. I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t.

In the sense of resistance to a person’s death, I grew up in a peaceful environment, because I was on the same level as a child.

I couldn’t say anything more and couldn’t stop my father.

Then my father left for the battlefield and I waited for the report at the mansion.