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Noah Arten limped on his prosthetic as he surveyed the outpost.
'The Arten outpost.'
The fortress was named after Noah’s house. Every time he heard that name, his heart fluttered but also ached at the same time.
'Am I a traitor to my family…'
Noah was fighting on the side of the western barbarians. Sometimes, an irredeemable sense of guilt overwhelmed him.
"Sigh."
Whenever he felt tormented by guilt, he muttered the name of Lou.
'If what I am doing is wrongful in your eyes, please punish me.'
Noah was always torn. He needed to uphold his loyalty to Samikan, who was like a brother to him, yet he was a person of civilized dignity and ethics. As the conflict deepened, his eyes aged as well.
"Oh, Lou..."
Noah murmured as he limped up to the walls. The walls that have been reinforced were sturdier than in their early days. The moat had also been dug deep, so the sound of rippling water filled the air when the wind blew.
Creak.
Noah leaned on the railing and looked down at the moat. He was filled with the urge to jump off.
'The imperial camp is shining over there.'
Noah shook his head as if he was trying to shake off the grim thoughts. He inhaled the cold night air and then blinked at a noise.
"Chief Belrua."
Belrua emerged from the darkness. Her eyes were gleaming as she observed Noah's movements...
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