"Huh?"
Yan Huan looked up at the overcast sky, utterly bewildered.
"Where on earth did this send me?"
Sensing the rugged and uneven road beneath his soles, he lowered his head and paused in surprise.
At that moment, he was stepping on a pile of corpses, dark red blood smeared everywhere like tomato paste.
The air was heavy with the pungent stench of blood.
Before long, a fine, drizzling rain began to fall from the sky.
Yan Huan stood in the rain, stepping over corpse after corpse, observing calmly.
These people were wearing armor, looking somewhat like knights...
"Heh, Master, are you here as well?"
Not far away, Altria stood alone in the rain, slowly turning her head to meet Yan Huan's gaze.
"Saber? What kind of place is this, your barrier?" Yan Huan asked.
"Perhaps Caster's barrier." Altria offered a knowing smile.
"But it doesn't matter, this isn't a good place."
"It's all right, I suppose." Yan Huan mused:
"With so many people fallen here, the crops next autumn will surely grow very well."
"Mm, that makes sense." Altria nodded slightly, pacing back and forth in the rain.
"I used to think that the meaning of war was to make life better."
"As long as we won battles, the citizens of our own country could be happier."
"But all of that was far too idealistic..."
"When the foreign enemies retreat, that is also the clarion call for civil war to begin."
"Can humanity truly achieve peace?"
"Pretty hard." Yan Huan crossed his arms, gazing at Altria's back.
"Though what's the use of caring about such things? Just deal with things as they come."
"In this world, changing others is the hardest thing of all."
"Your country probably blew up in the end, didn't it...? If you have a clear