The Girl Who Eats the God of Death
Chapter 14 - Food Eaten Together After Exercise Is Delicious

Sulawesi Grand Bridge, headquarters of David's diversion unit.

Assuming that they had managed to lock down the enemy main force, David was in a very good mood. He calmly sat down on the chair, and waited for the passage of time while drinking fruit juice. There may not be a battle this comfortable. Just by setting up a battle formation, victory was already in their hands.

"Hmph, that Rebel Force is no big deal. Could this be the same as the rebellion of the little girls? Bego Yalder lost to people like this. He'll never be mentioned as a brave general again."

"Of course, General Yalder is weak in mind. He received what he deserved."

"This time, there will be no mercy. We will proceed to Antigua, and Fort Salvador will also fall. We're gonna slaughter everyone there is. We will also eliminate those who work with them. In order for this kind of problem to not happen again, we will finish them off completely."

David stabbed a knife into the Rebel Fortress on the map.

"....However, they showed absolutely no movement. Even though we've been dealing with them for three days. They showed no sign of changing course. Are they planning to ignore Antigua?"

"They may be afraid of a chase attack and unable to move. After all, they were just a bunch of little flies. They could neither advance nor retreat, it was likely that the enemy thought so, unfortunate they were. They don't deserve sympathy."

David replied confidently to the words of the Chief of Staff Officer.

"When we're like this, maybe it's almost time for our main army to reach Antigua. I'm sure they're in the middle of a raid. Or maybe Antigua has fallen."

"Your. They are a bunch of idiots. They probably know what hit their castle now. How about tying a letter to an arrow and telling them? They'll think it's fake, but it's real heh. Once they find out, they'll be helpless!"

As David laughed out loud, the Chief of Staff Officer also smiled. Victory is in front of his eyes. He suspected the information would soon be up to that they had made Antigua surrender. If the enemy plans to remain silent, then they will be squeezed out of Antigua.

The enemy's momentum would stall, and if they retreated to their base, Fort Salvador, the Royal troops would catch up. After that, they would start cleaning, and it would be the best chance to obtain achievements.

Stamp, snatch, and then slaughter. Things the soldiers want. The military officers would also be filled with fighting spirit. The door to success will soon open.

–Disturbing her thinking, trumpet noises sounded. Next came the sound of drums and bells.

"–So they did that too huh. Just let them play blatantly and prominently. That's good entertainment."

"......? No, they haven't been given the order to carry out any hoax attacks today."

An officer staffer said his doubts, but he was ignored with the word "whatever". Since the unit is currently stationary, there is no need to care about the issue of military regulation.

Shortly after, a messenger came to David's headquarters carrying a report.

"Excuse me, General!"

An officer's staff questioned the messenger who was saluting.

"What's wrong?"

"Every pack of Rebel Troops in front of us is moving. An enemy force composed mostly of infantry marched to the Great Sulawesi Bridge!"

"Hmph, what a stupid trick. Is this a desperate movement? They're the same as asking to be destroyed."

David finished his drink while astonished.

"General, there is no need to panic. Let's just wait and then we rain the arrows. I'm sure they're just trying. If we attack, they'll retreat soon."

"Give that to you Chief of Staff Officer. Let me give you a little chase. Avoid chasing too far. There's no need to lose an army to something trivial."

"86-leave it to me. I'll kick them out soon."

The Chief of Staff gave instructions, and the messenger returned to the front row.

Then another messenger came. This time, it was different from the previous one. His face was very agitated.

"P-Excuse me–!"

His face was covered in mud and sweat, he was injured, and his breathing was disheveled. David reflexively grimaced and scolded the messenger before he could speak.

"You're a messenger from the noble Royal Army, right? With such an appearance, can you accurately convey the information you carry?"

"K-Commander, b-bad news-!"

"Relax bego. You're noisy, what the hell's going on!"

"The First Division to A-Antigua has been destroyed! Major General Alexei is dead on duty! His cavalry unit was annihilated!"

At the words of the messenger, the place became silent. No one can say. The messenger went on and reported bad news.

"The "Second Division that crossed the river behind them was suddenly attacked! They were surrounded, lost half of their numbers, and prepared to flee-!!"

"Don't ngaco! Where could something as ridiculous as that happen!! Check it again! Isn't the enemy's main army in front of our eyes!?"

David slammed the glass in his hand. But the report is still not finished.

"The enemy rebuilt the destroyed floating bridge and destroyed the Third Division. Besides, they are currently heading here!!"

They destroyed the First Division, defeated the Second Division infantry units, and after that repaired and rebuilt the floating bridge. The Third Division had not crossed the river to meet them. Since they were an army composed primarily of assault weapons and stockpiles, they were annihilated without a fight.

After crossing the river, the main forces of the Liberation Army did not head to Belta but to the Great Bridge of Sulawesi. They did not prepare the assault weapons necessary to attack Belta, but more importantly, the Great Sulawesi Bridge was an important position they wanted to take control of. If they get this place, it's the same as breaking through into Belta territory.

"–Lying. I-I can't believe that. This is wrong information. No, no doubt it's the enemy's lie!"

David stood up while shaking. The faces of the officers' staff were pale. If this is true, staying here is very dangerous, because the main enemy troops crossing the river are heading here. They'll be wedged.

"Commander, the vanguard has started the battle on the Great Bridge, and the enemy in large numbers is trying to cross the river using ferries!"

"Shoot them with arrows!!! Don't let them get close!"

"Ready 86–!"

"Commander, we must immediately summon troops from Belta. If it's like this we'll be wedged."

"Shut up, continue the strategy! Soon, a report that Antigua has overrun is sure to come soon! Believing this trick will be according to the enemy's plan right!? I won't be fooled!"

David kicked his command desk. The main force of the Fourth Army was extremely strong. He can only believe that. The enemy is just a chaotic rebel, a defeat is impossible. That he, David, would be defeated is impossible.

–Last information comes to the restless David.

"Report-! Enemy troops in large numbers have been confirmed approaching from the south, their flag is the flag of the Rebel Forces! We're under attack from the side!"

The ferocious sound of the war could be heard. From a distance there was a sound of horse-hitting. For David, time stopped.

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Sulawesi's Great Bridge, the Liberation Army's camp is on the opposite bank.

After confirming the progress of the battle, a silver-haired general nodded many times. He was the commander who led the main force unit as David had expected.

"Not knowing a trick in the first place is pathetic."

"They suck huh. Every strategy they know, just judging from their officer staff, they are crazy. Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps."

"If considered, the people who made this strategy might be the officers. They don't know our army is tough. Those people will lose as they should."

The Colonel murmured softly, and a staff officer agreed.

"The Colonel's words are very piercing. Even though our morals are high, we are not sure of our abilities...."

The diversionary unit was a force of 10,000 regular soldiers, 5,000 militia, and the rest were resident volunteers. Thanks to their war flags and their fake soldiers, they were seen to number around 30,000 or 40,000.

"But, one cannot win a battle with just ability. The morale of the soldier is the final decider. They have to be encouraged to win, they are nothing without it. No matter how one used the plan, or how extraordinary the commanding officer was."

"Indeed right. We have an ideal to achieve. We will not lose to a kingdom that has been so rotten."

"That's called spirit. These old bones are a little tired."

The Commander joked while patting his back, and the Adjutant spoke with a wry smile.

"We'll work for you until the end, Colonel."

Two very cute monkeys featuring bait are staring at each other. They forcibly crossed from the front of the river using bridges and small ferry boats. The main enemy forces will attack from the side. The situation had completely turned around by now, and perhaps the raid of the enemy encampment was only a matter of time.

The defense and attack on the Great Bridge were equivalent, but the difference was that the enemy would be completely pushed from the side by the units attacking their wings. One more push, the enemy who fell into chaos will perish, and they will control the Great Bridge of Sulawesi. They had already inflicted serious damage on the enemy's defense forces, and it might be that soon Belta Castle would also fall.

The old commander remembered the face of the young man who was striking in this battle–the face of the hero who brought the future of the Kingdom on his shoulders. He is a man who will make their dreams come true. He wondered if he could see it with his own eyes.

".....You know, I heard Lieutenant Colonel Fynn kill the enemy commander again. Scary performance as usual. The Lion Flag doesn't seem like a mere decoration."

He had destroyed the enemy cavalry unit and beheaded Major General Alexei. He chased after the remnants of the enemy Second Division that had appeared.

"I'm sure Lieutenant Colonel Fynn will soon become a Hero in this battle. His fame among the soldiers also increased. If he gets promoted again, he'll finally be on par with you huh."

"Daughter of Altura, and now Lieutenant Colonel Fynn, with this, the reputation of parents like us will fall. Hmph, of course we do not want to lose to the young people. We'll show them the difference in how long we serve, how?"

The commander snorted and stood up. He may be old, but he can still move his body. He raised his battle axe and swung it, just for the warm-up.

"The colonel still has a lot of active service..... Is this not the time we also attack with all our might?"

"All right! Forward the rear guard infantry unit to the front row. Tell the civilians we've been working with to stand down. The outcome of this battle is already visible. All you have to do is attack them. We will behead the enemy commander, and devote our battle to Princess Altura, how?"

"Ready 86-!"

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–The Liberation Force, the diversion unit of the Great Sulawesi Bridge, began the attack.

This battle should have ended with this one attack.

David's 20,000 men were annihilated from the front, and they were in a mess. They were outnumbered, lacking leadership ability, and their soldiers had no fighting will. As a consequence of the fusion of units which are indiscriminately melted, the cooperation of each unit is very sad. The units did not last long, and the Liberation Army was able to defeat them.

Every general of the Liberation Army near the Great Sulawesi Bridge expected a very profitable victory for the Liberation Army. This battle should be over soon.

As the civilians in the back breathed a sigh of relief at their victory, a white bird appeared. It was a unit that was hurtling at a terrifying speed, an uninvited group. People watch them while smiling. It was reinforcements from Fort Salvador. They waved their hands and gestured at the group. Someone even cheered. They were happy and laughing.

These people are no longer oppressed. They were finally free, and they felt joy from the bottom of their hearts.

–Until a blood-soaked scythe mercilessly slaughtered them.

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Now at a very close distance, Schera's cavalry unit is hurtling north, heading towards Sulawesi's Great Bridge. They took out the Liberation Army scouts, and they finally reached behind the Great Sulawesi Bridge. They were lucky that they did not meet any enemy units.

None of the riders fell. None of them are defectors. For a unit in the midst of defeat, this is almost unbelievable. The supplies they had were gone. Schera was at the limit of her endurance. He's very hungry. Why would he have to go hungry like this.

"Major, this is the last candy. Please enjoy."

“…………”

When Catherine offered an offering to the God of Death, Schera silently picked it up and chewed on it.

Definitely not enough. His anger at hunger did not stop. His sabre that was on his shoulders shook with anger. Vander asked carefully, trying not to disturb the anger.

"Ma-Major. What are we gonna do after this? In front of us, enemy units are waiting. We have come this far safely. If we advance north even further, there is a shallow right that we can cross–"

He cut his words–because he was glared at by the red eyes. If he were to speak carelessly, it was like that bloodthirsty scythe would swing at any moment. Schera is currently in a very bad mood.

"When there is a shortcut right in front of our eyes, why should we take a detour? –Second Lieutenant Katarina. Do you have the same opinion?"

While emitting a bloodthirsty aura from his small body, he looked at the other aide.

"There is no need. We will attack them from behind, and they will be destroyed. We can break through. I'll pour everything out."

"Is that so? Then no problem. Let's go forward."

"Ready-every, no problem. Major Schera."

Katarina pressed her glasses, and took out a stick from her waist and extended it. It was a telescopic, portable magic wand. This was the first time Vander had seen that level of magic. He had never heard of his colleague Second Lieutenant possessing witchcraft.

"O-Oi. Can you use magic? I never heard it."

"I just never said it. But, there is no need to hide it anymore. For the sake of Major Schera, I will exert all my strength. I decided on this a while ago. I will use idol magic with pleasure. The fruit fell not far from the tree. The daughter of a heretic is a pervert."

Say Catherine quickly. His eyes were the same as those of the other cavalrymen.

".....Whatchu mean?"

Ask Vander who can't understand it. Katarina did not answer that question.

2,500 cavalry awaiting orders. Waiting for orders to storm and slaughter. The horses neighed, feeling their bloodlust, and their bodies trembled.

Schera raised his scythe, and gave the command.

"Target: The Great Bridge of Sulawesi! All members attack!! Kill them!"

““““““Ou-!!”””””

Their cries resonated, and Schera darted down the hill as the vanguard. The two aides followed, the 2,500 cavalry producing a cloud of dust, and they began to glide like ferocious waves. The Liberation Army's flag is approaching. Many of the enemy soldiers began to realize Schera and his group. They immediately cheered and waved their hands. They welcomed the God of Death. The unarmed civilians smiled. However, Schera's expression did not change. In front of his eyes was only an enemy. Food is waiting to be eaten.

"Tu-Wait, stop! Stop kuda–"

"Kill whoever is in front of you! No need to question who they are! Kill the Rebel Troops-!"

The God of Death took out his command, and the slaughter by the cavalry began. Unarmed civilians ran, trying to escape. Some poorly armed militia resisted, but they were stabbed by spears from on horseback, and they were killed.

Schera slaughtered the enemy like he was mowing the lawn. His scythe swung right and left, spun like a waterwheel, and cut body parts haphazardly. His momentum did not stop, and he darted in front of the enemy camp.

"A-Though us. We're not soldiers."

"You guys, from the Kingdom, right? Why are you doing this"

"Ampuni we–"

Silently, towards these people who were bowing on the ground, the tip of the scythe shot out, and killed them.

Accompanying her, Katarina pointed her wand at their corpses and cast a spell. It was black magic that manipulated a soulless corpse. It was magic for the people who had walked the path opposite to the path of the Gods. There is only one spell that can be used. The bodies could not move as freely as the ship. And it's also impossible to move hundreds of bodies. The limit he could do was to move two corpses. From his own learning, he could only learn this one spell.

".....Forward."

"That's really interesting. Using a corpse, very interesting."

"Thank you very much, Major Schera!"

"What happened after that?"

"Come. .....Explode-!"

The moved corpse crawled into the middle of the enemy soldiers, and exploded. His explosion enveloped the surrounding soldiers, and the area was filled with the smell of burning bodies.

Schera observed it, looking very satisfied, and once again began a massacre.

Vander only faced armed men as his opponents. In front of his eyes was clearly not a soldier. Only people seemed to be living in agricultural villages until a few days ago. He became a soldier not to kill civilians, not to carry out indiscriminate massacres of this kind.

He's different. He's different from them.

"Death-to!"

"–Shut! Feel this-!!"

The pierced spears crossed each other, and stabbed the body. Utilizing the gap, a spear was thrust towards Vander's back. "Damn it", he thought, but the arm that thrust the spear seemed to be unskilled, and the tip of the spear scraped his armor and was on the edge. Vander pulled out his spear, intending to strike back, and he rushed to spin his horse. The one who attacked him was a Liberation Army soldier wearing ugly armor. He's short. He looked like a teenage soldier. Maybe the height is almost the same as Schera, maybe shorter. His face is still childish.

He trembled in surprise that his spear which he had stabbed was as strong as he could be pushed aside. He's really disappointed.

"Cih-give up, boy!! Are you tired of living!?"

“—-Hi-Ah, ah-”

"Don't be insolent!"

Vander dropped the soldier's weapon with his spear. He has no intention of killing children.

–But.

"I told you to kill everyone, Second Lieutenant Vander."

From behind the unarmed soldier boy, a ferocious blade swung. After screaming loudly, he died.

"....He's still a kid, Major."

Vander scolded him, but Schera did not care and swung his scythe to clean the blood that was attached. He turned his gaze, looking for his next prey.

"Then, why is he on the battlefield? If you want to hate, hate the man who brought her here."

"He can no longer fight"

"If he could take the sword, he could still fight. And then, he will challenge you again. Aren't you a soldier? Or are you a saint? Do you think we're in a church?"

“—–!”

"All members, gather-gather!! We will destroy the enemy in the Great Bridge!!"

Under Schera's command, the cavalry gathered, and turned their horses towards the Great Bridge.

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"Colonel, there's an enemy attack from behind! The cavalry shot out while killing the citizens!!"

"What did you say? Where did they come from!? The enemy cavalry should have been annihilated, right!?"

"B-But they're here! The enemy has a black flag with a white bird! The tip of their spear was a commander holding a scythe!"

"The rumored God of Death!? All right, we're gonna stop them here. Don't let them break through the bridge! We'll be laughed at if they can get away!!"

Invader cavalry that wreaked havoc on their previous supply train. A unit is associated with the name of the God of Death. He had heard of their rumored commander.

"Ready-rush! Infantry units! Make formation!! We're going to head off the invasion of the God of Death!!"

Infantry units were deployed to the center of the bridge, forming a spear wall. A cavalryman did have crashing strength, but they were weak against a spear that had prepared. They will doubt, fear death. If they besiege the enemy when the enemy hesitates and attacks, there is nothing more to fear.

"Pike line, go-!! Mutual-housing!"

"Spear squad, siaaaaaaaaap–!!"

The high moral spear troops prepared their spears. From the direction their allies were, blood ran out, and an army came charging in. As they were in a column formation, they approached in a straight line.

“Uoooooooooooo–!!”

“Spear squad-! Forwarduuuuuu-!!”

“Matilaaaaaaaaaaah–!!”

The troops carrying the black flag charged into the spear wall without hesitation and decided to smash the spear force with the momentum of their horses. They have no doubt at all.

His horses and riders were stabbed. While stabbed, they also killed enemy infantry. The soldiers who fell from their horses, knocked themselves down from the Great Bridge, making sure to bring the enemy with them. The Schera unit had paved its way on the spear wall at the expense of dozens of soldiers.

In that crack, Schera swung her scythe from the top of her horse. Katarina who had exhausted her magic power, also swung the sword. The regular soldiers of the Liberation Army were pushed back. They could not stop the enemy's momentum.

"His command, kill the commander! It would weaken the enemy's momentum! Will stop them!"

"Colonel, you're too far ahead! Please retreat!"

The aide stopped him, but he shook off the aide and held his battle axe. He attacked an invading cavalryman. Even though he inflicted fatal injuries, his rider was willing to stand up again, so he decapitated his head. What a frightening courage, in his heart he was very surprised. They were clearly different from the other soldiers of the Kingdom.

"Shut up! If left unchecked they will breach this bridge-!! Fucking monsters-! What is the strength of their invasion-"

"–Colonel, this is dangerous!"

"Back them with the soldiers, flatten them by a large amount!! Don't give them mercy!"

Hardening his voice, he encouraged his soldiers. One rider wearing black armor looked very striking. No doubt the rider was their commander. As the Colonel looked at the girl, he made eye contact with her.

Schera smiled like a little girl, as her face was covered in blood. The Colonel was fascinated by that Death God.

“—-ah.”

A small scythe stabbed the Colonel in the face. It was a jump without a fuss. The commander of the Liberation Army diversion unit was killed. The throat of the adjutant who was trying to help him, was also pierced by a scythe being thrown.

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David's headquarters, pinned.

Bad reports kept coming one after another. David's base is also in a dangerous state. He unsheathed his heirloom sword and steadied himself when the time came. A noble must die with honor.

"General. You have to run away! We'll open the way to Belta!"

Said the Chief of Staff Officer, but David shook his head.

"I, I can't. If I run away now, we will be completely defeated. If I had to escape and die dishonorably, I would rather die here! I have the pride as a noble–"

"But! Belta!"

If David ran away, it was certain they would lose. But in this situation, it was the task of the defeated commander to save even one soldier and return him to Belta. David may have had the dignity of a noble, but he was the worst commander. At David standing at the top of the army with his elite guards, an umpteenth report came.

"General David!"

"What else is this time! Did they finally break through the bridge!?"

"B-Read aid! The reinforcements from the troops have come!!"

"Omong empty! Where's the reinforcements from!? Don't tell me they ignored Belta!!"

David wasn't so stupid as to leave Belta empty. He had sent a messenger, and firmly told them to hold on. As far as he was concerned, it was absurd that there were reinforcements from the Belta region.

"No-no! Reinforcements from the Great Sulawesi Bridge!! They bravely broke through the enemy camp!"

For a moment, David thought the messenger was crazy. The staff officers thought so too. But, as he set his attention on the bridge, the situation was strange. David's desperate unit is back up. The enemy units crossing the river also turned around before reaching the mainland.

"Who!? Whose unit is coming!? What is Alexei-!?" cavalry unit!??"

David naturally bowed forward in joy. His voice was filled with anticipation.

Whom. Who's coming? Did Alexei's cavalry unit survive? Reinforcements from the Royal Capital? It would be very hard to believe, but it was not impossible if it were volunteer soldiers.

"White crow flag on a black background!! The command is unknown, but they're rummaging through the enemy's camp!!"

"General. Please use this."

An officer staff handed him a pair of binoculars. The binoculars were not as good as the Empire's, but one could see quite close to the Great Bridge. David looked at it carefully. A black flag and the coat of arms of a white crow. He's never seen her before. He doesn't remember there's such a family crest. Black also means bad luck.

He watched the cavalry holding the flag. Everyone fought with terrifying courage. They slaughtered the enemy without a care for the spears that were pierced.

He watched his commander who was holding a scythe. The girl was wearing a helmet, but the girl had a short stature.

The young face was covered in red blood. She was a young female commander who slashed her prey with a smile.

"That's it, M-Major Schera."

Schera's name came out of David's lips, and he couldn't say anything. Against such a terrifying way of fighting, he couldn't explain it. Schera slaughtered the enemy as if he was a veteran general. As David thought they had breached the bridge, Schera gave the order, and once again charged towards the opposite edge.

The spirit of the enemy soldiers, who had not expected them to turn around, was completely destroyed. The enemy units that had lost their leaders were like rookies running around in the fog to save themselves, trying to escape from the scythe of the Death God. Following them from behind were the cavalry who were slaughtering them fiercely. The Great Bridge flooded with blood.

"General David! We can't keep doing this. Take our troops on the bridge and allocate them to our wings, and then put together a plan to retreat! I don't think we have the ability to fight the enemy's main force in sustained combat!"

“………..:”

“—Commander! Major General David, Commander-in-Chief! Give the order immediately!”

"Ah, yes. Me, leave that to you. C-Quick take care."

“Siap-!”

The Chief of Staff of the Officers voiced his orders to the military officers. They must avoid being destroyed at all costs. They are in desperate circumstances.

"......I-It's a Death God. Of course, death itself. Is Y-Yalder right?"

Shaking, David noticed Schera's fighting style, as if fascinated. He completely forgot about commanding.

After that, David's unit troops on the banks of the river and the Great Bridge managed to move into the wings.

The Liberation Army attacking from the side was met with an unexpected counterattack. That unit that was on the verge of being defeated suddenly got a fresh breeze and managed to get up.

The Liberation Army attacked from the side, which they considered the main force, mostly consisted of fast-moving units. They emphasize the ability to pinch, and make enemies ravage with rapid attacks. After a series of battles, they were exhausted, and the strength of the soldiers had weakened. Due to the difference in stamina and decrease in strength, the casualties on the Liberation Army side slowly began to increase.

The commander of the Liberation Army, Behrouz, decided that this was enough now, while withdrawing his troops. There were also reports that many civilians and militiamen were killed. He needed to calm the situation.

David escapes his predicament and makes it back to Belta. The defeated soldiers kept coming back. All the soldiers are really exhausted. The Royal army had lost a lot of things in this battle.

–Soldiers who survived the Fourth Army: 30,000

One-third died in battle, and the others threw away their weapons and surrendered or left.

Retreating to Belta, the Great Sulawesi Bridge was captured, and even the river crossing was taken from them. After that, the Liberation Army might approach them like a noose around their necks.

David was very angry and embarrassed, and he felt irritated by his anxiety from self-condemnation.

The Battle of the Alucia Crossing ended in a miserable defeat for the Royal Army. Their losses were not only the loss of troops and the Great Sulawesi Bridge. At sunset, the citizens became aware that the Kingdom no longer had the power to finish off the Rebel Troops. The Liberation Army, as the victorious party, included the surrendered soldiers on its side and increased their strength even further.

Schera silently brought home his cavalry troops with him. Each of the soldiers were covered in blood, but they entered the castle as if they were proud of it. The castle soldiers who were escorting them could only watch them while holding their breath. The white bird is red. How many lives have been taken.

Wearing his bloodstained armor, Schera entered the barracks cafeteria. He took as much food as he could, and headed to the campsite where his soldiers were waiting. All the surviving cavalry smiled as they ate with their commander. Being able to enjoy a meal with his colleagues makes Schera very happy.

After eating three servings, Schera fell asleep while smiling with satisfaction.

–As for civilians who are victims, their story will be revealed to posterity as "The Great Bridge Tragedy of Sulawesi." They bravely faced the Death God's surprise attack, fought, and then died honorably, they were heroes. As a memorial of their altruism, a great monument to comfort their souls will be built beside the Great Bridge.