Two Heroes
Just before sunrise, Juhwan and Darren led all the soldiers gathered in the fortress city toward the border.
There were wagons scattered throughout the marching army.
Most of them carried food, weapons, and daily supplies, but many wagons were empty.
They were meant to carry spoils of war back later.
No one seemed to think they would lose.
The Hero of God, the contractor of Santa, was here—so it seemed no one could even imagine defeat for a single moment.
That strange trust made Juhwan awkwardly scratch his cheek every now and then for no reason.
“....”
When he glanced behind him, he could see a carriage in the middle of the procession.
Liz and Dorothy were riding inside.
His chest felt strangely itchy again.
Juhwan scratched his cheek once more.
‘Maybe I overdid it a little.’
There were already soft cushions placed on the seats and bed,…
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