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172 The Grave of a Nameless Man

「Are you sure this is the right place for the grave? He didn’t have any ties here.」

「I heard he was born far to the east, but he said his hometown was burned down in the war. I doubt he had any attachments left.」

「So, a classic case of having no one and nothing. But seriously, who was Meister-san, anyway?」

He had no known relatives, no one to claim the body. I never even knew his real name. Didn’t know where he was from, either. And in the end, we were enemies. But still—none of that changes the fact that I owe who I am today to him. I owe him more than I can say.

That’s why, right after the incident in Fathie, I pulled some strings to retrieve his body.

「It’s hard to say who he really was. He’d lost everything, and still he kept striving, learning, pushing forward more than anyone