Chapter 53

The Blacksmith (2)

After my wounds had healed to some extent, I was discharged from the infirmary.

I moved to the room prepared for me within the ammunition battalion.

“So this is my room?”

“Yes. It used to be the battalion commander’s office, but everyone agreed that you should use it, Sergeant.”

The problem was that this room wasn’t just any room. It was none other than the battalion commander’s office. The very room once used by the author of that notebook and the commander of this unit.

To be honest, it felt a bit burdensome.

‘But I’m no longer just an ordinary Sergeant.’

When it was only the soldiers of the 423rd Battalion, I still felt like just one of the soldiers.

But now that the survivors had joined us, my position was that of a guild master.

That’s a fairly high position.

Considering that position, continuing to live…