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Naval Cemetery of the United States of New Jadari

Snowflakes fell bits and pieces from the cold sky, slowly spreading a thin layer of hoarfrost on the already cold surface of Singadari. The smoke of Ian Aosta had lifted, but neither Giront nor Gadari had emerged from the brutal spectacle of the fifteen-hour battle, a devastated ideal and a weary soul. For the first six months after the war, the fluttering black ribbons enveloped almost the entire Gadari, and the men and women in black veils struggled to hold back their sad memories, and walked through the shadows of the urban jungle, strong, but also vulnerable to the brink of collapse.

Eluodi. Sue walked through the silent cemetery under this gloomy cloud, and the rows of tombstones that could not be seen were like the years she had walked, and it was a little dizzy to look back. The priest stood not far away under a lonely cedar, where a number of acquaintances had gathered, their heavy military trench coats whirling in the wind, like a black wave. No one spoke, and they all waited with their faces strained for the major general, who had always been shrouded in a faint sorrow, to be buried in the soil of the motherland.

"So finally, you're back too......" In the silence, a voice suddenly sounded not far away, and it was as cold as steel, like the embers left after the flames had been extinguished, just like the United States of Gadari now...... She didn't need to look to know who the owner of this voice was the famous admiral of the Gadari Navy, the cadre who was dictatorial and led the navy through more than ten years of hardship. Lyday.

The old soldier with the rank of general brushed her shoulders and walked straight to the place where he was buried, a bouquet of white roses shivering slightly in the cold winter wind.

Come back? Moen? Is this what you call coming back? But why was it that now, under her coffin, it was empty, and even the floating soil sprinkled on it was not the smell she was familiar with...... Elodi felt a sudden wave of unprovoked anger in his heart, these soldiers fought all their lives for the so-called motherland, for that nihilistic faith, but in the end, only a coffin was buried under this forgotten soil, and the soul was still floating in the distant starry sky.

She saw Moen. Ledai glanced back at here, and the deep gaze of this soldier who was no longer young passed through the black-clad admiral, grabbed her directly, and then stripped off all her defenses and disguises, showing the thousand thoughts buried in her heart. But she didn't run away, because she wasn't used to running away......

Morn sighed, turned and threw the bouquet of roses in his hand onto the coffin. Then, seven salute soldiers dressed in full military uniforms raised their guns in unison, and twelve rows of guns rang out one after another, as if to guide those souls who had gone away, the way home. The sound of gunfire drifted under the hazy sky for a long time, faintly exuding a lonely and sad atmosphere. Elody walked up slowly with the flow of people, and placed a red rose in her hand on the coffin, in the sea of white roses, her lonely red rose was like a fire dancing in winter, like a drop of blood flowing on white silk......

The priest held a black Bible in his hand and chanted his final prayer, and several gravediggers picked up shovels and buried the empty coffin. Everything went in order, because such funerals have been held a little too much over the years.

The funeral was over, the crowd dispersed, but Moen. But Leday stood silently and motionless, the black stream of people receded between them like a tide, and they left in whispers, sighs, or simply silence, leaving only the empty cemetery, and the two soldiers in the cemetery, who were no longer young.

"Hey......" Finally, the Admiral stopped her, just as she was about to leave. He still had his back to her, and although his back seemed extremely lonely in the season of the first snowfall, it was still like a mountain. "Come with me." He whispered, the endless depression in his tone that could no longer be suppressed with his tenacity.

Eluodi. Su nodded and didn't say anything more. In order to divert the growing anti-war sentiment in the country, the high-ranking CEOs of the cooperative group buried the empty coffin of the major general who launched a decisive charge under the barren starry sky of Ian Aosta, in order to rekindle the fighting spirit of the people and the military. It's just that more than ten years of war have passed, and their boiling blood has become cold and confused.

Exhausted countries, blood-soaked nations, they don't want to fight anymore, and they can't fight anymore.

"Why did you give her flowers of that color, that little girl, she likes white ......" They walked slowly along the path in the cemetery, which was located on a hill, so large that it was impossible to see the end. Moen. Lydai's deep voice drifted over the rows of cold, silent stone tablets, but there were very few souls under the stone tablets who could listen.

"Because she's a white rose...... But after all, she was just on the battlefield. "Eluodi. Su smiled reluctantly, and the smile was soaked in more bitterness and helplessness, together with the beauty that should not have been reduced to ashes in the war...... Now only these bloody executioners remained, and the so-called famous generals who came out of the tens of thousands of corpses were still standing here, looking at the blurred past in the mist. "Moen. Outside the battlefield, she is just an ordinary woman, and women like to be given a bouquet of red roses...... No matter what time it is......" She sighed softly and looked up at the general whose face was full of ups and downs.

“…… Are you too? Sue? ”

"Me?" Elody was slightly stunned, then lowered the brim of his hat, allowing half of his face to disappear into the dark shadows. After being silent for a long time, she smiled bitterly twice, and asked without resentment, "Do you treat me as a woman?" ”

"Women?" Moen stood there stunned for a moment, and a cold wind blew through, just as the faint fragrance emanating from the brigadier general's body was blown away. He couldn't help but look up at Elody. Sue, this old subordinate who came out of the Federal Military Intelligence Bureau with him, was keeping his head down at the moment, letting his pale hair be tossed by the cold wind of the snow moon. She walked forward on her own, and her lonely back was so similar to the girl she had been.

"Sue, you ......"

Well, let's not talk about that. You have something to say about me if you left me