Xiu did not go directly back to the dormitory, but went to the quartermaster's office.

He knew that there was an older sister who loved to look at the stars, and she would move her desk out of the big but simple room and look at the sky with her face propped up.

It's a night to look at.

Sometimes she ignores herself when she goes to get her own horse food, but sometimes she invites herself to sit next to her.

There was only one stool, so Xiu always stood.

The reason why I would go to her, in addition to bringing wheat and hay to the dark, was that I could always find traces of my mother in her words.

It's rare, but it's there.

At least this proves that he has a mother, and his mother really exists, and has an impression in many people's hearts.

Mom doesn't just live on the fresco in Francis's bedroom in Caslana's castle, or in the little stories told by Karen.

She is real and has left her mark all over the world.

"The biggest traces she left behind are you and Karen." Mia used to say that. But if Xiu asks Mia directly about Otovia, Mia doesn't answer.

So Xiu would stay by Mia's side for a while every night after receiving the horse grass, hoping that Mia would talk to him.

Maybe I'll be able to hear about my mother.

He always had a little bit of luck in his heart.

So for a long time, there was always a scene in the quartermaster's office, where the young Valkyrie quartermaster sat in a chair, her hand tilted on her head, looking at the stars in the sky, and behind her stood silently a little boy. The boy always had a bag of horse grass at his feet.

Later, I don't remember what night it was, but the other knights noticed that there was an extra stool next to Mia.

This stool is always empty. Only at night would a child sit on it and accompany the quartermaster.

Tonight, the darkness doesn't need to be fed anymore, but Xiu still walks to the quartermaster's office.

For no other reason, just getting used to it.

In the darkness of the night, in the firelight, the little child walked towards the deserted quartermaster with a thick book between his legs and a bandage on his left hand.

It's still the same position, it's still the table, it's still the girl, it's still the two stools.

Only today, the girl is already asleep.

In front of her were several stacks of thick official documents, and under the table, there were a few wind-blown papers.

Xiu picked up one and saw the contents on it.

It was actually a letter, a letter from a Valkyrie named "Gop".

"To dear Mia,

It's been a week since I left the training camp and now I'm on the front line. Unlike the sultry heat of the black poplar forest, it's already snowing here. It was cold, but it didn't make a difference. 65 Although I was only a quartermaster and did not go to the battlefield, I still felt the cruelty of the battlefield. Did you know that a lot of the guys here are badly injured? We have no effective treatment, so we can only pray for a miracle from the gods to bless the injured people to get better quickly, but what is the use of that? I think I'm about to have doubts about what I say. But I know that even if I have doubts, Destiny will not do anything to me, after all, we are "warriors of God", aren't we? Destiny has never forced us to follow religion in the same way that it does for ordinary people, even when we are in the church. After all, the closer a person is to God, the less faith they have, isn't it? I think I'm starting to understand that. Perhaps, at this time, if anyone can heal the wounds of his companions, we will all worship him as a god. Needless to say, I'm going to hurry up and rest, I still have work to do in the morning, and the logistics in the barracks will be entrusted to you.

Miss your friends: Sheet Music Lorant Bavaria.

On the night of September 14, 1465. ”

Xiu silently picked up the scattered paper and patted the dust off it.

The owner of that letter left half a month ago.

Mia has been handling the logistics of the entire training city by herself, and it has been a long time, but she still sits here every night.

Is it just to look at the stars.

Still is...... Want someone to accompany her to look at the stars?

Or, what is there about the sky that makes her nostalgic?

Xiu breathed in the cold night breeze. Mia must be very busy. Xiu thought so. I won't bother her tonight.

It's just, after being so busy, do you still want to look at the stars?

Xiu looked up at the sky.

The stars are beautiful, but they are boring to look at every day.

Xiu shook his head. If you don't understand something, you don't want to think about it, there will always be an answer. Dust off the paperwork, blow it off, fold it and set it aside gently, and put aside the quill that Mia had dropped, making sure the ink wouldn't stain the paper.

Then he sat down on the small stool behind him.

As usual, sit there quietly, silently. It's just that the girl who usually looked at the sky is already sleepy and lying on the table.

After I don't know how long, Xiu stood up.

It was the same as usual, about half an hour, and if Mia didn't speak, he left.

Xiu saw Mia still asleep with her head resting on her arm, unaware that there was a little boy sitting quietly beside her for a long time.

Xiu left a little disappointed.

Although a little lost, Xiu quickly threw that feeling aside.

His mind kept recalling the contents of the letter.

The fighting on the front lines looks already fierce, with many wounded but untreated.

People who don't get treatment... Will it die?

Xiu felt some fear.

His fear was not death, but the lack of treatment. He looked at his arm.

If you don't get treatment, you won't be able to use your hands even if you're alive. If you don't have hands, you can't fight hard, so what's the point of living?

Is there no cure?

Xiu frowned. But soon it unfolded again.

yes, there's no way. You can only eat something good, tie the wound with a bandage to stop the bleeding and wait for yourself to heal. That's all.

Xiu returned to the dormitory.

After this incident, Xiu didn't have the heart to read the codex, but lay directly on the bed.

Otto wasn't experimenting, he sat at the table quietly flipping through the thick book, as he had done at the beginning.

Xiu once looked at it, but he couldn't understand it at all. Otto was fascinated by it.

But tonight Otto didn't seem so attentive. He saw that Xiu went to sleep directly after he came back, and felt very strange. In the past, I would look at the textbook or ask questions by myself. How quiet is it today?

He was a little curious.

"Why are you so quiet today, it's rare to go to bed so early."

"Otto, did you say you would die if you were injured and left untreated?"

Well, it's normal. Otto was relieved.

After thinking about it, it was wrong again, he was usually annoyed to death, why was he still wrong when he calmed down.

"It depends on what hurts. If serious injuries are not treated, of course, they will die. Even if the wound is treated, there are still many risks, and in any case, those who are seriously injured can only pray to the gods that they will survive the situation. Although almost none of the seriously injured survived. ”

"Why, even if someone helps, can't it?" Xiu said anxiously.

"Wounds festering, bleeding too much, or being infected with something that poisons the body, these are all factors that affect survival. What's more, the vast majority of wounded soldiers did not eat much better, and their nutrition could not keep up with how their bodies recovered. In war, even the Celestial Knight's food is not much better. ”

That's right......

Xiu bowed his head dimly.

"You're worried about what to do, you're worried, and you're not going to solve anything." Otto said.

This is Otto's comfort. It sounds like it's useless to dislike repair, but it's actually a matter of not thinking too much about repairing.

Xiu knew this, but it still felt very uncomfortable to listen to.

Can't figure it out...... I don't want to.

He comforted himself. Put on the quilt and go to sleep.

Otto didn't know what to say, so he let Xiu sleep like this.

The night passed quietly.

After a day of intense training, most of the comfortable recruits were tired and had fallen asleep.

The busy instructors were busy from morning to late at night.

The instructors also have a job to do after a day's training, and they can't just go to bed after training like a recruit.

Maybe that's the responsibility of adults.