It was thanks to her father that she was somewhat calm. While all the nobles of the empire were watching, the old man, who was finally decided to be executed, was struggling as he was dragged away. There was a lot of blood around his neck and he was screaming hard.

Then I remembered what my younger sister had always said. Those words that Her younger sister wished That she could live a normal life. The ordinary thing that Her younger sister always spoke of.

‘Not in armor, but in a pretty dress, meeting a good man, having a lovely child, happily… … … … … ..’

She frowned. That still doesn’t make sense to me. I don’t know why it’s normal and happy.

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