Hmm... I wonder why I have no memory of my mother... All my memories of Father are so crisp and clear... I remember what an amazing tactician he was, all the time we studied together... But nothing at all about my mother. It's one big blank.

There is one other thing I remember. I've always strived to become a great tactician like you. And even though this war is terrible, at least now I can learn from you firsthand.

This ends here!