A War Hero With No Regrets

41 – Old Friends (2)

Argentine Orca.

It has been almost two months since I was discharged from the hospital.

“Sister!”

Leah smiled brightly and came to Argen’s side.

“Ah… “That was my seat.”

Drake, who lost his seat in an instant, expressed his dissatisfaction, but his opinion was quickly ignored.

Drake slumped his shoulders and ambled to Colonel Heinz Bismarck’s side.

Leah and Argen were engrossed in conversation, clapping their hands and laughing.

“Well, I had a good time. “What about your sister?”

“I am still the same. But compared to when I was busiest, I felt more relaxed.”

The eradication of military corruption, led by the Office of Inspector General, was nearing completion.

Under the active support of the Fuhrer and the connivance of the Supreme Commander, the Argentine Orca was truly a tank.

No matter what corruption there was or how deeply rooted it was, the authority of the inspection office was fully utilized to burn it down.

She includes not only field officers whose rank is lower than her, but also high-ranking soldiers, such as major general or lieutenant general, whose rank is higher than her.

Argen’s blade did not discriminate against the opponent.

Her new nickname wasn’t Silver Gullotine for nothing.

Didn’t she cut off the heads of soldiers who were holding her neck tightly, saying they were commanders and corps commanders?

“Brigadier General Argentina, what on earth are you doing? “It’s notoriety even here.”

Lieutenant Colonel Lydia Glenova, head of the training department at the Imperial Air Force Aviation School, smiled and said to Argen, who was massaging her shoulder.

Then, she accepted it with a mischievous smile as if she would not lose to Argentina.

“Everyone be careful, okay? “The eyes of the inspection office are always open.”

“You’re really scared….”

“Now, it looks like we’ve all gathered together. Should we stop chatting and start drinking?”

“Good!”

“But Charlotte isn’t coming? “She said Charlotte called.”

“It’s a bit complicated, but that’s how it goes… “She’s been sick so much that she’s been on sick leave since yesterday.”

Argen nodded her head in response to Drake.

It was news that the two received only the day before yesterday.

Originally, we would have canceled it, but people like Leah and Lydia, who live at work locations quite far from the capital, gave us time at best, so we couldn’t just cancel it.

Since we were planning to hold an event similar to a reunion at least once, it wouldn’t matter if we thought of it as just practicing at least once in advance.

The five years they spent together could never be said to be short.

Besides, it was November.

Now that it is time to prepare for the end of the year, it could also be seen as a year-end party in advance.

“But where exactly has Colonel Charlotte gone?”

“Did you say it was the Future Military Technology Research Institute under the Imperial Defense Acquisition Program Administration? “She was friends with you before.”

They could easily recall the logistics staff going back and forth to the arsenal located in the central military office, always talking about new weapons and all.

“Aha, you went to the DAPA. “I didn’t know.”

“Just keep in touch and live, dude. “Please contact me.”

Anyway, it was fun just to see the faces.

Even the restaurant where we gathered right now was a place opened by a soldier from Graveyard after he was discharged from the military.

“Now, food and drinks are out! Enjoy your meal, our precious officers.”

Hubert of the 4th Battalion, who had not changed since his days as a soldier, appeared with his hands full of steaming dishes.

Soon, another former soldier standing nearby burst out a bottle of expensive champagne.

“Then, since everyone is on holiday until the day after tomorrow, let’s run as hard as we can!”

“Okay!!”

The night for those who left the Graveyard has now begun.

***

“Ugh… Ugh….”

Zombie-like groaning sounds are heard from all over the place.

In fact, since Charlotte, who had made a fuss about it as an emergency call, did not attend, the purpose of the meeting disappeared and only entertainment was left.

It’s already been four hours since the party started.

The bottle of champagne that was popped first has already been thrown into the corner, decorating the tomb of countless liquor bottles.

And those who survived until the end were, without fail, the main characters of the Graveyard.

Not only were most of them strong drinkers, but they were all of a certain high rank and thus immune from being offered alcohol.

Who could soak the silver guillotine of the inspection office in alcohol and put a bottle of alcohol in the mouth of the brown bear guarding the Fuehrer?

Of course, the reason Lieutenant Leah Gilead was still alive until now was simply because of her horsemanship.

Even in the Graveyard, Luthers Ethan was one of the few people who could endure drinking seriously until he got drunk.

“I’m glad that my body has fully recovered.”

Argen said, touching Leah’s cheek.

Leah didn’t avoid that touch, but he couldn’t respond as vigorously as he did a little while ago.

The more I got drunk, the more the man’s face came to mind.

Still, surprisingly, being with the people of the Graveyard did not make me feel depressed or anything like that.

This is because it was not only Luthus Ethan who gave her good memories.

As she remembers, even in her fourth regression in her thirties, the people of the Grave Yard were the driving force that allowed her to move forward and the reason she did not give up on her life.

Perhaps the reason Luthers Ethan emphasized ‘non-slaughter’ so much in this episode was to show the future he is currently enjoying.

Thinking like that, I felt like I felt a little better.

Until someone without notice started talking to Argen.

“By the way, Director. “Is Commander Lutus really retired?”

“Yes, that’s right. I checked it myself. “They said he settled in a rural town in the south.”

Argen Orca said with a somewhat relieved expression.

Leah Gilliard’s body trembled at the mention of Luther’s Ethan.

I don’t know why Drake next to her had a hard expression on his face, but she focused on Argen’s next words.

You settled in a rural village?

Then… Isn’t it okay for her to go see him on her own?

The war is over anyway.

I don’t know how Luthus will accept her, but if he had no one standing by his side right now, Leah was planning on giving up everything to remain by Luthus’ side.

Isn’t this what you’ve always dreamed of?

Time just for the two of us.

A home just for the two of us.

Daily life just the two of us.

Leah Gilead was not hostile to other fiancées such as Argen and Charlotte.

During the forty regressions, they must have built up trust with Luthus in their own way that Leah did not know.

I wouldn’t say it’s all that beautiful, but the feelings they developed through it were similar to Leah’s, but by no means less.

No, maybe rather.

Now may be your chance.

She was the only one who regained her memories.

But how difficult was the process of recovering memories?

Having several years of memories forcibly crammed into my brain was not a pleasant or interesting experience, to say the least.

It’s to the point where I would rather die – in fact, memory restoration ends with one’s own death.

The emotions I felt at that time, the thoughts I had, the helpless look at my colleagues dying, the memory of putting the muzzle of a gun in my mouth with trembling hands, the pain of having my legs and arms torn apart, all of the years worth of memories are in my head. It was a long time to count.

“Wow….”

Just thinking about that for a moment made me feel uncomfortable.

Leah desperately resisted the moment when she almost got sick, and washed her mouth with cold water.

Argen and Drake looked surprised at Leah’s rare nausea.

“Leah, are you okay? I drank a bit too much today. “Isn’t this your first time drinking it since you were discharged from the hospital?”

“Oh, no, something like that… I’m okay. By the way, sister, do you know where that address is?”

“Who? Lutus, that guy?”

Argen’s eyebrows furrowed.

“Have you still not given up? “You even said it was just an illusion.”

“Ah….”

Leah couldn’t bear to answer.

It was one of her mistakes she made with Luthus.

This is the story of the day the two went out on a supply drive, after they both threw a similar confession and were dumped.

Leah Gilliard never thought she would be rejected, so she spread the story around the neighborhood.

Now that she’s here, she wonders what she’s proud of, but wasn’t she very young back then?

“No, it’s not necessarily because of that….”

“Okay, stop worrying about it. No matter how much I think about it, it would be such a waste of you to be interested in such an unsightly man.”

“What?”

In the past, she would have just agreed.

But now that she has regained her memories, Argen’s words were enough to upset Leah.

Who? Who on earth is unsightly?

Leah was embarrassed by the blunt tone that came out without her knowledge and pursed her lips.

“Huh?”

“Oh, no. I guess I’m a little drunk now… “I’m a little out of my mind.”

“As expected, it’s hard since it’s been a while since I’ve been drinking, right? Then you can rest for a bit. “It seems like everyone is stretched out and will probably disperse soon.”

Leah sighed.

Maybe it was because I was getting drunk little by little, but I almost made a mistake without realizing it.

It was even more so knowing that Argen had lost her memory.

Because I know that she, too, sometimes loved Luther more passionately than Leah herself.

But Argentina did not stop.

“Now that I think about it, I don’t know if she’s alive and well… The man.”

“I heard that Brigadier General Argentina cut off his pension? Well, he can’t even be called a war hero. “To begin with, he was a very reclusive loner.”

“That’s right, we didn’t fit in well. “He seemed a bit gloomy and fierce, so I ended up avoiding him.”

Once I started, I kept hearing gossip about Luthers.

Leah’s breathing, which she was trying hard to hold, began to become rough.

Feeling increasingly uncomfortable, Leah slowly distanced herself from Arhen.

It’s frustrating.

This unspeakable reality.

Luther Ethan is a reality that cannot be revealed to those of you who can say that.

She just gulped down her cold water.

Everyone was spewing out negative remarks without any reason, saying that everyone would regret it when they regained their memories.

“Come on, I think everyone is too drunk. What are you going to do by talking about old times? “The present is important, the present.”

At that time, Drake, who noticed something strange, suggested a toast and brightened the mood.

However, Leah’s string of reason was suddenly cut off by Argen’s continued words.

“Once upon a time? Not important. Everyone knows what that man has been doing, right? “The amount embezzled alone is several million marks.”

“Argent….”

“This is the conclusion I reached after a thorough investigation as the head of the inspection office. That man was never honest. “I just hope that the man regrets it and pays for his sin.”

Argen swiped her glass with her flushed face.

“By the way, Leah, wait….”

Tak!

“?”

Just as Argen was about to extend his hand towards her, who had moved away from her, Leah fiercely shook her hand away.

“Leah… ?”

Argen looked surprised at the completely unexpected reaction.

Leah was crying.

“You can’t say things like that. No, no one should say that….”

Soon.

“How can you say that? Do you think it makes sense to criticize the person who took every opportunity from me and then blame him like it was nothing? “Honestly, what did that person really do wrong to you?”

Leah Gilliard began pouring out her barbed words towards Argen.

“Answer me, sister.”