168 – For me and you and our future (2)
“You worked hard today too.”
“Have a good rest, everyone.”
The aftermath of the coup that overturned the capital was still lingering.
This was especially the case for those injured from clashes between the military police and protesters, and for the victims who were physically and mentally devastated by the “Excessive” Torture by the military police.
Numerous medical staff and blue mages voluntarily went out to treat them, but there was still a lack of manpower.
Those who were seriously injured on the Eastern Front were returning to the capital one after another.
Belle Mayer, a first-class blue mage and known by the name of the white-clad angel, showed no signs of slowing down.
After all that time taking care of patients, performing surgeries, and releasing mana to wrap up wounds.
Today also passed helplessly.
But Bell Meyer couldn’t sleep. Her body was extremely tired, but when she lay alone in bed, the memories of that day came back vividly.
Cold floors.
Whip. Prison, chains that bound hands and feet.
People’s screams and moans mixed with pain.
When I closed my eyes and opened them, it was the prison of the National Military Police.
When I closed my eyes and opened them again, it was the secret hideout of the commanding group that engraved terrible memories of my childhood.
Bell Meyer’s body trembled whenever he recalled that memory. It wasn’t serious enough to cause seizures, but I couldn’t rest in peace.
She is also a victim.
Actually, the situation was not that different from the patients lying on the other side of the hospital room.
She still suffers from stress disorder, and the fear that her intermittent amnesia will occur in the aftermath continues to eat away at Bell’s mind.
In the end, what Bell Meyer could do in this situation?
I was only going to find Enoch Levandel.
“…… Is everyone back?”
This is Enoch’s hospital room, where he was troubled all day. A war hero and the first-class contributor to planning and executing all operations in suppressing this coup.
Because I didn’t know if he was still talking to someone.
“Yes, you can come in.”
Soon, a clear voice came from within the room.
Fortunately, there doesn’t seem to be anything special going on.
She cautiously opened the door to the hospital room and entered. A blond-haired officer, surrounded by the soft moonlight through her window, looked at her bell and smiled softly.
“Are you done now?”
“Yes, the wounded keep arriving from the eastern front.”
“As expected, Captain Bell Meyer. She has been through a lot.”
“When you’re alone, I told you to call me Belle.”
“Yes, Bell.”
The sound of her voice that contained her own name made Bell feel as though her heart was warmed by itself.
Enoch Levandel was such a person.
People who want to see even if they are watching. The person she wants to always be by her side. A person with a charming voice that lingers in your ears.
In her dreams, in her unconscious, her negative emotions that bind her to her are scattered and disappear just by thinking of the man.
“And…… I heard the news. Congratulations on your promotion to brigadier general, Enoch. It seems like yesterday when I met him as a second lieutenant, but he is already a general… ….”
It was the best ever.
As an aristocrat in her own right and a child of an incumbent royal official, she knew very well how difficult it was to become a ‘general’.
Of course, it was natural enough to be called a hero of saving the country.
The fact that the man in front of her has accomplished all of this in just three years is something she can’t easily believe, even as she watched the process with her own two eyes.
Enoch just laughed.
As if it was natural.
It is a response without any embellishment. A facial expression that Enoch only shows to those he truly ‘trusts’, including Belle Meyer.
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It looked very much like Enoch Levandel, and Bell Meyer couldn’t help but burst into laughter as well.
“How are you feeling?”
“It’s okay.”
“Come here.”
Bell approached Enoch as if possessed. Her large, rough hand rests on her forehead.
It was merely an action to check the flow of mana, but Bell Mayer’s heart began to beat.
“Fortunately, the flow of mana is still stable.”
“That, I will…” ….”
Bell Meyer’s disease was not only intermittent amnesia.
Since the moment she met Enoch Levandell, she hasn’t had a runaway once, but there have been a few close-knit situations.
Each time, Bell remembered the man in front of her, and somehow she overcame it.
“Bell.”
Even after checking the flow of her mana, Enoch did not widen the distance between her and her. Instead, he looked straight into his eyes and opened her mouth.
“Don’t suffer alone. I am by your side.”
“… ….”
“I know that Belle is strong, but she is also weak. Even now. In fact, Belle is the one who needs her treatment.”
Like Enoch Levandel is such a person.
Bell Meyer was such a person.
I can rest. Could anyone point her finger at her?
Her wounds from her whipping haven’t healed yet, and even if she heals, the scars will continue to remain like a stigma.
Her mind was also quite concentrated. It was one of the reasons why she couldn’t sleep.
But she can’t rest.
Because I know what that pain is, and I know how much the terrible memories they suffer from can ruin their lives.
Bell Meyer was even more engrossed in sacrificing himself to save them.
She was such a person.
It is not without greed. It’s not that her assertiveness isn’t entirely absent.
She’d rather know what a stubborn woman she is if she’s had a close relationship with Bell Meyer.
However, this was also stubborn.
The wish that others do not fall into the same situation as oneself.
It hurts, but at the same time I want to overcome it.
Her desire to save someone like herself, who she was saved in the end, is the driving force behind her tenacity that keeps Bell Meyer moving.
However, sometimes there are days when it is not possible.
Tuduk.
Transparent drops fell from Bell Meyer’s eyes.
“Uh, eh…… ?”
It was not intended. She didn’t even think about crying.
Just…… It will just pour out.
Her Enoch Levandel hugged her as she tried to wipe away her tears with her bewildered expression.
Warm warmth. A reliable body that makes all your thoughts disappear just by hugging it. Bell Meyer just sat still and closed her eyes.
Tears running down his cheeks wet Enoch’s shoulder line. Enoch silently sweeps his back.
He is still a person who needs protection.
I may be able to stand alone someday, but for now, I was a wounded patient who was wandering around looking for a place to lean on.
A quiet yet cozy silence hung over the room. When she first put it on inside, it was a bell.
“Enoch.”
“Yes, you can talk.”
“War is…… Is it unavoidable? Like you said.”
“Yes.”
Enoch Levandel answered without hesitation. I didn’t ask because Bell Mayer didn’t know either. He just wanted to hear one more confirmation.
A huge war that will devour the entire world.
The Great War.
World War.
The magma below was already bubbling up and ready to erupt. No matter what you do, you won’t be able to avoid it.
“When…… When will it be?”
“There will be an outbreak in at least two years.”
“Then I guess we don’t have much time left.”
Bell said in a trembling voice.
“Enoch, promise me one thing.”
“What do you mean?”
“I won’t talk about making sure you survive or save Uk ran.”
That’s not something Bell, who is just a helper in this huge wave, would ask for. Her duty is to do her best in the mission he entrusts to her as a trusted comrade in arms of Enoch Levandel.
But as a woman, she could have asked for anything.
“Hug me tonight.”
A word spat out with hot breath. I want to fall asleep in Enoch Levandel’s arms. I want to mix her body with him and enjoy the euphoria.
Looking into each other’s eyes and lusting after each other’s lips. I want to feel that touch running down my spine.
Bell loved Enoch.
Whether she truly deserves to love Enoch, she doesn’t even know.
She could be sure that more than anyone else, she loved a man named Enoch Levandel.
But it won’t be like that in the future. Even if you want to hug them, you won’t be able to hold them, and even if you want to make eye contact, you won’t be able to.
As the embers of World War II flare up, the burden on the shoulders of a man named Enoch is too heavy.
There will be less time to devote to a woman like you in the future, and making such a request at that time will only make it ugly. Rather, she may be considered a woman who is obsessed with her own greed and desire and messes with work.
“Bell… ….”
Enoch’s lips moved at her shocking confession. His gaze wavers.
“I am not asking you to go out with me. I’m not asking you to look at me as a single woman. No more, no…… Maybe we won’t have time like this?”
“The light eye contact, the flimsy jokes, the visits to you every night when you have trouble sleeping Enoch, the tears in your arms.”
“Maybe even after everything is wrapped up…… Can we remain like this?”
Bell or Enoch, either one of them might die. Because that’s what war is all about.
As a member of the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion, this is Bell Mayer, who was put into every battle. She recalled the images of her many comrades-in-arms who passed through life and death.
She doesn’t know how many times she covered the face of her comrades with a white cloth that she couldn’t overcome in the end.
There is no guarantee that it will not be Bell or Enoch who will be covered with a cloth over her face in that great war.
“So…… Before that, one last request. I know how selfish and irresponsible this heart I have is. But…… But…… !!”
For a while, tears welled up in Belle Mayer’s eyes.
Enoch Levandel pulled her arm inward.
Cranky, the chair Bell was sitting on fell behind her, and she was wrapped around Enoch’s chest.
She looks up in surprise as she raises her head.
The twinkling eyes were right in front of me.
The moist, soft surface was overlaid on her lips with a giddy breath.
