"Uncle John was a senior who took care of me from a young age, just like a godfather to me."
"At that time, when I wanted to learn martial arts with Henry, he secretly taught me some techniques and later took me out hunting, using wild animals to practice on."
"Actually, he was a retired knight; the position of Knight Captain was a retirement post my father left for him. He really didn't have to join this war..."
Eleanor looked at the gravestone with a kind of forced repression in her sorrow and whispered,
"I just... just didn't expect him to die in a place like this."
"Ellie." Nora was also somewhat sentimental, silently grasping her hand.
"People always make their own choices," Thira said softly.
"Yes." Eleanor pressed the corner of her eye and closed her eyes, "I heard that on the battlefield, he died trying to save Henry, struck in the throat by a Synthetic Human's blade."
"I think even if he had another chance, he wouldn't regret his choice."
