Hannoic War
Confusion (Part 21)

"Everyone who stretches his net of spiders to catch something can either bring himself to glory or regret..."

vergil in Aeneid

Perplexities

Standing Perrin on a floor.the floor he is very familiar with..

"Where am I?" said Perrin in confusion as he looked at his body.

Surprisingly when he saw his back there was a mirror that stood upright..

Her hair turned back black.and her eyes also changed from the strong yellow to the old color of her eyes.

In front of him there is a hallway of his school in his long-stretched world.

Looks like the school is deserted to die, there's no one here but Perrin.

Someone was standing in the middle of a school hallway.

A person in a black robe with a face that Perrin could not see.

"You seem to like it. Only one you don't like at times like that.

"Where am I? Whoareyou? It's a dream?" Perrin said as he looked around in half a panic.

"This is not a dream.and I am this.heh no one" said the man in black robes.

Then the black-robed man walked towards Perrin…

His footsteps were very strong, dark, and black..

Every time he stepped..Perrin saw something...

Thousands of corpses lie on this ceramic floor…

Thousands of corpses looked pale and their eyes were as white as corpses with their mouths filled with water.

While there are also those that look to be burnt black charred.

"Why? See her? Thousands of casualties from your war.thousands are the result of your enjoyment" said the black-robed man as he continued to step.

The smile of a black-robed person could be seen.

Then the black-robed person stepped once more…

And seen in front of Perrin…

Hundreds of women fell to their knees and cried…

Hundreds of children were crying hysterically.

Hundreds of parents were also crying.

"You see? As a result of your war, hundreds of widowed wives, hundreds of orphans, and hundreds of parents lost their children" said the black-robed man with a big smile.

Perrin could only fall silent and stare intently at the black-robed person.

Perrin seemed oblivious to anything he had seen.

Perrin ignored the thousands of corpses, widows, old men, or orphans and just stared intently at the black-robed person.

"Yes..it is you.the monster who looks straight ahead.but why not look next to you once in a while?" said the man in black robes as he spread out his hands.

Perrin then furrowed his forehead then looked to his side..

Looks class and heroes sitting in their seats are each the same at school.

But there's something strange.it looks like most of the heroes became corpses..

"Everyone will die no matter who they are or whatever they worship." - ' said the black-robed man with a smile.

Cleorah was seen to be half a corpse, half a Perrin, half herself….

Cyrus himself became half a corpse and……

….half gods..

Elric is seen to have a hollow chest.It appears he again has a large beard and fire surrounds his body..

Then Perrin shifted his head to look at the heroes one by one.

It seemed that the class was filled with corpses, trees, trees, fire, iron, and gods..

But there's something empty in this class…

Julius's chair and desk didn't seem to be sitting there.and Julius wasn't even in this classroom..

"Where is Julius?" said Perrin.

"Him? He goes to his own path.you will be able to reach him.but you will not be able to see him walking on his own path.." ' said the man in black robes as he touched Perrin's cheek.

Perrin then brushed off the hand of the black-robed person quickly.

But then it was seen Perrin's left hand being crushed and twisted wildly.

Perrin could only stupefy and gape at this..

"Oh, are you trying to see yourself in the mirror?" said the black-robed man.

Then Perrin looked back.

And look to himself…

Half a corpse.half a Julius.half himself.and half a protective knight in the book that Perrin read as a child…

A protective knight who kills monsters to save his country…

While his right hand turned into a hand Julius.kurus has veins and muscles but not much...

This time Perrin was surprised.

"You're doing all those commanding and military actions because you want to protect them, right? Your pals? You're not close to them but you want to talk to them, like the teacher's relationship with the students, you think of your friends as your country" said the black-robed person with a smile.

"What do you mean

" 'What do you mean' ? Hm, you didn't realize it, did you? And you can see the mirror now.you want to be Julius. That's why you're ignoring all the people you've made to suffer because Julius did that, too. You like fighting because you want to prove you can be as smart as Julius." said the black-robed man with a smile.

"Who are you!?" said Perrin in a loud voice as he looked back at the black-robed person.

"I told you, I'm nobody." said the man in black with a big smile.

Then in front of Perrin were seen hundreds of swords directed to itself.

But there's something…

The hundreds of swords looked non-threatening, but were like submissive and docile to Perrin..

Some of the swords looked terrified at Perrin…

But there are some swords.that look broken full of blisters and scratches but strong and sharp.Show the swords like they will stab Perrin..

Then the giant maggot was looking at him with a smiley look…

"Akh!" said Perrin as he got up from his bed.

It can feel the soft mattress and smell of Dalmatia perfume..

In front of Perrin can be seen the castle room and mattress..

With a gray stone wall stretching everywhere.

With luxurious lanterns illuminating his room..

*It...all dreams...? Or isn't?* ,thought Perrin.

"Akkkkhhhh..ssshhhhh.." , muttered Perrin while feeling his left hand that was in pain to the bone.

His left hand was bandaged with hundreds of bandages.

"Soldier!" said Perrin.

But nothing was heard.no footsteps of anyone was heard or anything…

"WARRIOR!" said Perrin more loudly.

Then we heard footsteps stepping towards his room.

*tuk*

"What's my master?" said the soldier.

"Tell everyone.ssshhhhhh" Perrin said as he felt his left hand in pain.

*If I have a strange dream.*, want Perrin to say that.

But he can't.he has the people he protects and the country he leads..

And the enemy that hides for him to find and defeat..

Someone behind the Black Party.Rebel Trivistane..victims of the battle…

"What happens when I sleep?" asked Perrin.

*...tuk*..tuk*

The sound of footsteps could be heard entering Perrin's room, along with a ringing of iron armour.

"The Trivistane Traitorous Sea Force almost destroyed all, 100 naval ships were destroyed.21 ships were lost, 11 ships were destroyed, 18 ships were taken by us, while the rest were reportedly not known to many, most pirate ships are said to have left Trivistane or returned to Harlaw's port" Jaruman said, "Battle of Black Fire' people called him"

Perrin fell silent and saw his bandaged left hand.

"How long have I been asleep?" said Perrin, looking back at Jaruman.

"2 days my lord, after we return from the sea, I order some healers from the Holy Island of Cyronia to take care of you" Jaruman said as he bowed politely to Perrin.

"What does he say my disease is?" said Perrin, looking at his left hand.

Then Perrin opened his bandage slightly and looked at his hand…

His hands were black mixed purple with his skin that looked broken…

Perrin's eyes widened while his pupils shrunk to see this....

He can't move his left hand now..

*I won..but what kind of loss is this.*, thought Perrin.

" 'An ordinary human body shouldn't be able to bear magic power like this, it's rarely just a blackened hand. The most frequent thing is that almost all of his body is blackened like this, it should be blackened not just his hands.' ", Jaruman said, "that's what the physician said"

"Can...heal.?" said Perrin in a soft voice.

"It can be but very rarely he said only 1 in 1 million, if the master's hand is cut then he said the pain will not be held" Jaruman said.

"Cut" , Perrin said quickly while taking a glass of water spelled out next to his mattress.

"Master sure?" , asked Jaruman.

"Remain, cut off my right hand, I don't want any hand to hold me back even if there's a small chance of a cure" Perrin said after drinking the water.

*Gluk*Gluk*, Perrin voice

"I'm not as optimistic and stupid as that to hang the hands of this corpse waiting to heal" Perrin said as he put his glass back on the table.

Jaruman can be seen gulping and a little surprised.

"Well, I can tell the doctor about it" Jaruman said.

"Wait a minute give me a paper and a pen with ink" Perrin said in a powerful voice.

"My master?" , Jaruman muttered in confusion.

"You didn't hear me say? Paper and pen with ink" Perrin said, "I need to write something for the whole of Dalmatia.."

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The morning breeze could be felt in Charla's hands, tickling herself coldly.

While his hair was long enough to stretch to the back of Charla's back.

Charla then came out of the bushes…

"Oi Hanno..how am I?" said Charla.

Charla's long, black hair was quite messy.

His chest that had been flat because it was tied to a rope and his face that had been quite dirty because of the dust and mud made him really look like a man now.

"It's really nice, it looks like a pretty guy" Hanno said calmly.

*what?* ,into Charla with gaping.

"Did you say?" asked Charla, feeling she heard wrong.

"Hud, like a beautiful man now" said Hanno quickly without feeling stuck in his tongue.

Charla's face turned red hearing him.

"Well, that means my disguise is pretty good" Charla said.

*I didn't expect it to come out of your mouth*, thought Charla.

"Y-so? Ehem" said Charla fixing her tongue and mouth, "so? Can you see or detect some Victa soldiers up front?"

"No, I don't know, if there's a why buk?" said Hanno with his flat face.

*Hm, it's rare, you don't usually ask me about plans.* , Charla thought as she put her chest down.

Charla's face was still slightly red, but she took her breath away.

"We will enter the camp of the army of Toran Garius, if I see the map seems close enough now, at most in a few hours" Charla said while unpacking the bag on her hip.

Seen an iron knife that has been sharpened by borrowing a sharpening stone to sharpen it.

Then Charla put the knife in her clothes to hide it.

*To be careful* , thought Charla.

"Hanno, you should also keep a number of weapons hidden just in case" Charla said as she looked at Hanno.

When Charla looked at Hanno, she saw the same Hanno in the room of the inn…..Hanno is nauseous..

Hanno was seen closing her mouth while her pupils narrowed..

His hands seem to shake…

"What's the matter?" , asked Charla while approaching Hanno quickly.

"The voice of the horse.the voice of the man riding the horse draws near to us.." - Hanno said in a nauseous limp.

"Horse?" , murmured Charla.

When Charla tried to focus from afar could be heard…

*Document*drudk*

The sound of a stepping horse rang out, rather than the sound of this horse more the voice of an approaching horse rider.

*Sitting*drudk**document*drudk*

But it can be heard that the rider of the horse is not only 1..2.. or.5 but more…

*Sitting*drudk**document*drudk*

Charla then prepared her knife as well as her iron sword…

"Not fight" said Hanno in a stronger voice while removing his hand from his mouth.

"Don't fight?" , murmured Charla confused by Hanno's words.

"We-we-huk! Ohoek!" said Hanno as he closed his mouth.

Hanno was then seen almost crying, her eyes were red while her throat was moving strangely..

"We can not fight it, run maybe even can not.bibuk can hear the sound of iron ringinginya.ini soldier.ehem,ehem, kkkkhhek" said Hanno while fixing his throat.

*She's gonna throw up but hold it.*, thought Charla realized something.

"All right, let us surrender" said Charla, reinserting her great sword and her knife.

Hanno is right...

Giving themselves up is better because Charla could have survived by them.If these were robbers and they were robbed, they just left their belongings...

Raped? Charla sure doesn't.The disguise is pretty good so maybe no one knows that Charla's a woman…

That soldier? From what Charla knew, a small group of soldiers walked everywhere like this between delivering errands or looking for food or looting…

But looting is also not that brutal.as long as Charla gives up food and swords….

After all they had no business killing the 2 men on the street.if they could believe that Charla was indeed a man..

Besides, if this is Victa's army, why are they plundering their own land?

It was seen that the horsemen were approaching towards them, there were dozens in full iron clothes, with swords hipped or spears in their hands..

Charla could feel it she was terrified…

Good for Charla, because Charla doesn't feel stupid because she's scared..

The flag was then seen being carried by the rider…

The flag color is bright...

*White..white color...white flag...Ohara? Vespasian?* ,thought Charla.

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"Dead off his bonfire" the Venetian order prepared with a sword on its hips.

All of his knights had prepared to depart on their horses.

Bag on their backs, food better prepared than a 4-day trip…

The quality swords of the capital hipped them..

*I doubt there will even be bandits willing to ambush us right now.* , thought Vesius while taking the bread in it.

Then Vesius chewed on it, the thick taste of the bland bread in his mouth made anyone feel bored.but this is better than an empty stomach.

*Tsuuurrrkkrrukk*Tsuuurrrkkrrukk*

The sound of pigeon wings landing was heard..

Visible Vale with pigeons landed in his old arm, seen on the legs of the pigeon there is a letter paper with a stamp.

"Vale, any new news?" asked Vesius.

Vale then opened the letter.

"General Vespasian of the Ohara Family won the battle in the 'Short Forest'.Attacked the 11,000 joint troops of the Geralda family in the Wind River, and took almost all the Important Castles in the Wind River" ,vale quickly explained everything…

* 'Almost everything'.the base of Vespasian..now West Geralda is safe in the hands of the Victa..* ,thought Vesius while taking a glass of water to drown the thick bread in his mouth.

"One of the first great victories for the Republic" said one of the knights of Vesius.

"Great victory for the Republic" said several knights of Vesius in unison.

*Winning 1 battle will not win this war.All we need is a victory that directly pierces the heart of Geralda and ends the soul of the rebels in Geralda forever.

"Our goal is Fyrr Castle.we must hurry before 14,000 Geralda's men come.Let's go faster" ' said Vesius while taking his horse's strap.

*When we think of a way to directly stab Geralda's heart...Fyrr Castle.*, thought Vesius as he held tight the straps of his horse.

Fyrr Castle is a strategic castle.With north merchants who pay taxes to pass through it every day..

It was not only the castle that made money and silver coins.but it was home to Vesius.

Not only that Fyrr Castle has one of the largest iron mines in Victa...

Losing Fyrr Castle in the hands of the Geraldas and imagining it being burned alone made Vesius angry…

Hundreds of memories with his family..

"I will protect the castle, even if it pays for my life and the land" Vesius said, taking another morning of bread.

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"All the letters have been copied by my master" said the waiter, showing all the rolled-up papers.

His right hand hung with bandages on his chest could be seen but could not be felt.

Soon this right hand will disappear…

A hand that has hundreds of memories with his friend…

Not if Julius he would cut it off and make it simple.

*Cut Perrin..the real memory is in your head.*, thought Perrin.

You can feel the warm feeling of the stamp, indicating it has just been made.

"Has stamped everything?" , asked Perrin while looking at the rolled-up letters one by one.

"Yes my lord" said the servant.

*Hm, a knowledgeable waiter like him is good indeed.*, thought Perrin while putting back the letter on the desk.

Rarely was there a servant like him, because not many Perrin who knew to write and read.

'Soldiers are not made to sit down to read papers or books, it's the work of scientists, healers, and knowledgeable people from the Holy Island of Cyronia'

One of the commanders of Perrin's forces said.

Commander Jaruman could not even read and could only read a few letters.

Perrin didn't find anyone in this castle who could write other than this servant.

This servant himself was someone hired from the Holy Island of Cyronia.

Perrin was exhausted after the battle so he felt lazy writing many letters like this.

"As I said earlier, send everything to all the great nobles in Dalmatia" Perrin said in a strong tone.

"Okay, my lord" said the servant calmly.

*Lusa I will leave.not to Balradius Castle.but the capital.*, thought Perrin while looking out to sea.

Stand him in front of the big window of the Tortoise castle, a castle guarding the mouth of the Bee River from attack.

His soldiers brought Perrin to be transported here to be treated, if the focus can be heard there are some soldiers who are still feasting for victory.

"Please tell all the commanders, captains, and generals in this castle, 3 days later we will hold a funeral for all the victims in the battle." Perrin said as he walked towards the exit of this room.

*I'm not going to pay attention to everything I've made to suffer.not like you said.* , thought Perrin with a sharp look ahead.

*Tssuuurrrkkrrukk*Tssuuurrrkkrrukk*Tssuuurrrkkrrrukkk*Tssuuurrkkkrrrukkk*

While dozens of pigeons flew from this castle...