Hannoic War
All humans believe in something (part 25)

"There is a goat with a big horn among the flock of sheep and goats that can kill you"

lem Lemoncloak

All humans believe in something

"Wahh." - Jean, with her eyes shining, saw something amazing.

A red rose is preserved in a glass-shaped box.

Something amazing and beautiful for anyone who sees.

"How much?" asked Hanno.

"250 coins" said the merchant who sold the goods.

"Can it be denigrated?" said Hanno in a cold voice.

"I'm sorry I can't, let alone it's quite expensive from there, after all it was sold by a witch from the holy island of Cyronia and said it was made with magic" the merchant said in a slightly lazy voice.

"The price can't go down." ' said Hanno, thinking he could buy it.

"You seem to really want to buy it." - Jean.

"Yes" Hanno said.

"What do you want to buy that for?" asked Jean, curious about her cheerful face.

Hanno was silent as she continued to look at Jean.

Their silent gazes were quite long and for a few minutes they just stared at each other speechless.

Jean knew this was a sign that Hanno wouldn't tell her what she wanted.

"You don't want to tell me." Jean said, turning to the merchant.

"So? What do you want to buy, no? Do not be long later anyone wants to buy also that" said the trader.

"If I buy it, you'll tell him, won't you?" said Jean.

Hanno came back only coldly silent and turned back to the merchant.

"Sir! I bought 250 coins!" said Jean.

"I'll buy some of it with my money" Hanno said.

"All right! I bought it with 100 coins while you got the remaining 150" Jean cheerfully said.

Hanno just took out his coin on the merchant's desk.

While Jean was taking money out of her pocket checking the amount.

"Ah this...good, fitting, this is yours now" said the merchant.

"Yeeee!!! Now we are tos!" said Jean, raising his hand up indicating he wanted a hand tos from Hanno.

Hanno was silent as she put her money bag back and the rose preserved in the glass in her pocket.

He then walked away from Jean without answering Jean's tos.

Jean walked over to him.

"Come on..don't be so boring.." , said Jean childishly, "so? Let's tell you why you bought it?" he said curiously.

"I. I want to buy it for Filda." said Hanno calmly.

"Ohoooo.it turns out you have a little soft heart too.." - Jean smiled.

Hanno just fell silent then they both saw someone they knew.

"549..550.pas" said a trader who then took in the money.

Charla was seen in front of him carrying a bag containing many items.

Most of the medical stuff and some gloves and some arrows.

"Oh.hai" said Charla waving her hand lowly to Hanno and Jean.

"Hai~" , said Jean kindly.

Then the two of them walked over to Charla.

Charla was carrying two large bags that looked heavy in her hand.

"Wahh...my brother turned out to have developed into a strong man yah~" said Jean with shining eyes

"So? What did you buy?" said Charla, holding both bags in her hand.

Hanno fell silent again and answered nothing. Then Jean held Hanno's shoulder.

"Hanno wants to buy something for his fiancee~" Jean said cheerfully.

"Fiancee? Oh you have a soft heart towards women too. Heh, I thought you were just a strange cold creature" Charla said with a mocking laugh at Hanno.

Hanno did not respond and ignored him.

"Don't dong Charla...why don't you want to get married?" said Jean teasing Charla.

"I intend not to get married for the rest of my life, sister" said Charla had stopped walking and looked back

"Yes-iya.i was just kidding.after all I already knew it was fufu" Jean said laughing cutely.

"Medical items, new gloves, scissors, knives, needles and sewing thread.These are medical items for soldiers yes.." ' said Hanno who was interested in what Charla was carrying.

"Hohh.It turns out you know what I bought, a good observation boy.." said Charla smilingly at the sight.

Then Charla again walked with the two bags lightly.

"What's all that for?" ' asked Hanno.

"I'm a paramedic for the army in the battlefield, I'm just doing my duty as a soldier" Charla said, looking at her bag.

"Obligation as a soldier." - Hanno thought.

"Wah Hanno! You are interested in something like this huh!?" said Jean cheerfully and with shining eyes.

"Yes" Hanno said.

"What interests you!?" said Jean with brighter eyes.

Charla then sensed that Hanno must be a little tired of her curious sister and surrounded her, "Sister don't ask too many questions later you make the boy upset with you

"What's it like to live as a paramedic? Like hell to you? The paradise? Freedom? Fear everywhere? Or do you enjoy it?." Hanno turned to Charles to cut his words.

*So..this is what sister said that she was more unpredictable than 'she', this child can sometimes talk a lot, sometimes just be quiet.* , thought Charla in her heart.

Hanno turned to Charles with a strange look. Charla turned to look at Hanno and this time she walked closer to him.

*Honestly I don't like it when he says that the battlefield is considered heaven*, thought Charla.

Charla then sighed and with a sharp look she looked at Hanno.

"I've never enjoyed it, son, do you think I feel the freedom of being hot-fined with hundreds of soldiers screaming every day? Or feel heaven with their blood and intestines coming out of their bodies? Or smell them? You're a fool if you think I feel heaven and freedom inside." said Charla, who walked over to Hanno and saw her face

Her hair was colored with black paint and her original albino white color was fluttering in the wind. His long hair was tied at the back of his head, while some parts of his front hair were thickly covered his forehead and left eye.

"You think I enjoyed it? No, I don't enjoy the battlefield. I just did what I had to do as a soldier and paramedic." Charla said with a terrifying aura.

Hanno was just silent and calm looking at him and listening to what he said.

Charla's aura doesn't seem to bother Hanno in the least.

Charla smiles at Hanno's reaction, she begins to realize that she is starting to like the child her brother adopted as this student.

He also began to realize why his brother Jean taught this child from nowhere named Hanno.

*When I saw her I remembered someone.now I know why you want to teach this child.*, Charla thought in her heart.

"So what do you want? You don't enjoy it on the battlefield, so what are you looking for?" Hanno said.

"Related" said Charla turned to look at the sun.

"Lega?" said Hanno.

"Relief to do my duty, a sense of relief can help the most uncared for faction in a war" Charla said as she turned her head to look at the market that was quite crowded.

Charla notices some teenage warriors laughing and having fun seeing some of them lose their hands and fingers. It seems that they are not concerned about the loss of their body parts.

"Soldier" Charla said.

"Warrior?" said Hanno.

"Yes, look at them" said Charla, who then turned to look at Hanno again, "the reason why I was still in the battlefield like hell was just my sense of duty to serve them"

Hanno then looked at Charla, seeing that she was a little curious as to what Charla was saying.

"Yes their soldiers only fought for what they thought was right but some of them got no decent reward, yes some of them looted and raped. But there are still soldiers who come from innocent people who know nothing about war. Or they're just men who can't do anything when their friends are looting and raping" Charla said, "warriors go through hell and the god of death every day son"

Hanno just quietly and silently listened

"But what do they get? Low salaries or even torture from the masters they serve and years away from their homes" Charla said with her straight and strong eyes

His eyes had a purple and red complexion mixed in them. His eyes were strong and straight like a diamond spear that could not be bent unless it was smashed into pieces.

"That's the thing I believe in, son, everyone has something they believe in. I'm sure you have something like that, people are given the blessing to believe what they believe" Charla turned to Hanno with her straight eyes.

He saw Hanno with his eyes that resembled a diamond spear.

Hanno looked at him as well with her cold eyes. Hanno's eyes are black and have a dark brown color in them like most people.

But his eyes were darker, empty, strange and frightening. Hanno's eyes are like eyes that show you know everything.

But Charla wasn't afraid she'd seen such eyes hundreds of times every day.

"There are those who believe in Stability.There are those who believe in strength.some believe in their families.and some believe in prosperity" Charla asked in a heavy and cold voice.

"While you're Hanno what do you believe?" said Charla smiling as she brought her face closer to Hanno's.

"Both of you! Don't talk too long!" yelled Jean who looked far ahead.

Hanno and Charla turn to Jean.

the sound of his footsteps passing through the two of them was not even heard.

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"Sit here Hasteinn" said Hasteinn's father, holding his hand in his bed, ordering his son Hasteinn to sit down.

Mr. Kyrah of the Hasral family The father of Hasteinn put on his dark face as usual.

Hasteinn simply gulped and then walked in on his father's wish.

"Why are you here?" said Hasteinn.

"You think you're the only one who knows tricks and tricks? I purposely ordered the maid to lock myself in this room until you came so you didn't think you'd come out" said her father, who looked at her face with a bitter smile, "you think I'm blind? You think I don't know if you ever get out of this castle again? I know you'll be repeating yourself out of the castle even though I've warned you so many times"

Then with his father looking at Hasteinn with a gaze of the man who had already gone through hundreds of battles.

"You think I believe that you lock yourself in your room every month because you want to sleep? You think I believe that you like to go hunting every week with Glent? You are indeed talented in tricks and using Hasteinn's loyalty.that's what I love about you" said his father.

Hasteinn did not reply, one part of Hasteinn had expected this, another part was shocked and frightened that his father had punished him or punished his friend Glent.

Then his father continued, "your fun day is over and that day has come when you will be the duke of this territory, I am old son and your brother is time for him to get married.."

"Vella..wed you? With whom?" said Hasteinn.

"You too will get married" Kyrah lightly said.

"Me-married me.if for myself it doesn't matter.but Vella.he's only 13 years old dad" said Hasteinn objected.

*Father is right, it's time for me to get married.I will leave my daily life of fun and adventure and my love.*, thought Hasteinn resignedly in his heart.

But in Hasteinn's heart many parts of his heart resisted or did not accept this.

His heart was currently mixed with resentment or a heavy sense of duty.

On the other hand, he felt more sorry for his sister.

"Vella will be betrothed to someone in order to strengthen the strength of our family, regardless of age is his duty" said Kyrah while.

"Did he hear it?" said Hasteinn.

"No" said his father.

"Who with? I want to know" said Hasteinn.

"I don't want to tell anyone this time" Kyrah said.

"Why?" ' said Hasteinn curiously.

"The last time I told someone about the secret I lost my wife...You should ask why I didn't want to tell you?.." Kyrah said in a dark, heavy voice.

Hasteinn fell silent he had no other reply and recalled how his father's story of how their mother died.

"You're getting married and so is your sister Vella, I want a good happy time for both of you before I die" said her father, who then stood with one leg replaced by a wooden leg.

"It's time for you to lead" said Kyrah, walking to the door with a stick in her hand.

His father walked with his wooden stick.

He was quite difficult to walk especially he only had 1 foot and was old.

Hasteinn was left sitting in his chair thinking about the future of his family and his true self.