Lalivash.

Sitting in the main seat.

And those who once sat here with him have long since stopped living in this world.

It's also considered a kind of sadness.

It seemed like, a deep sigh.

It's like, nothing.

In the deep and distant dark sacred temple.

The sound of footsteps rang.

"tap--"

step.

"tap--"

Another step.

At the third step.

Lalivash, who had been silent as a sculpture, seemed to wake up from contemplation.

He looked at the darkness and said, "Are you back?"

"Yes, I'm here." The owner of the footsteps, who sounded in the dark, was silent for a moment and replied.

And at the same time.

In the War Academy.

A man wrapped in thick clothes, carrying a newly broken brass lamppost, stepped into the deepest area.

War Academy.

Everything is about to begin.

Everything is about to end. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!