Yes! So be it

"Uuugh... uh.."

'What happened... where I am..?'

Again, Bartolomeo woke up in an unknown yet known place... dizzy, feeling a headache, he slowly inspected the place with his gaze.

At a first glance, what he could see was a great number of beds, that were neatly organized and separated by a cloth partition.

Rubbing his eyes, and paying a closer attention, he could recognize the walls of that beautiful place.

He could see that they were made from closely knitted white bricks, and with such a neutral color, it passed a calming feeling of cleanliness...

And together with the small greenery it had, everything seemed perfect to a place where you recovered your health.

'Ahh, this must be another memory...'

'Seeing how I am on... what was the name of this place? Hmm... I think it was something like, Moon infirmary..?

'Also know as the headquarters of the royal physician of Axiass- Uh, what was his name again?'

Bartolomeo didn't remember much from the old man, apart from the obvious apathy he showed.

'Did the old man make it alive in the past?'

'Heh... I don't even know why I'm thinking about it...'

"I'm really confused! What in the world do you want from me? Hah? Baldaxias..."

He muttered in a melancholic way as he sat on the bed.

"Haah~ no response again... why? Just why you're showing me these forgettable memories?"

"If... if you want to destroy my heart..."

"Why... why don't you show something, like the war? or, OR... MY CHILDHOOD, DAMMIT!?"

Bartolomeo shouted punching the soft bed. He never was a patient man... he had always hated these damned riddles, and in the truth, he felt like he endured it all for too long! He was already dead, why can't they just let him rest!?

"FUCKING HELL!"

TAAMN!!

A slightly louder sound echoed when he punched the wall with no hesitation.

"AH! This hurts dammit!!"

He yelled holding his right hand.

"Tch! Haah~ Fuck... I have to calm down..."

'I endured a real torture for months... so why I'm whining now..?'

'I have to be patient... getting angry is doing exactly what the demon wants from me...'

Bartolomeo thought as he slowly got out of the bed.

'Though there's one more thing I'm concerned too.'

TAK!

TEK!

'Hopefully it isn't that bad...'

TAK!

TUK!

TEK!

Footstep after footstep, each time he walked, a loud sound, could be heard across the room...

Tek...

At the end of his small walk, he reached his goal, a full-length mirror, one where he could see his entire body.

"Oh my god..."

Bartolomeo muttered in shock when he saw his reflection in the mirror.

The man reflected there, was an extremely fat one.

He had a greasy and chubby face, one that made his blue eyes seem small... he also had freckles across his entire face.

And to conclude his misery, his blonde hair was shaped like a bowl.

"Haah! I'm still ugly as ever."

He murmured with a bitter smile on his face.

"At least these are some fine garments I have."

Bartolemeo whispered looking at the attire he wore.

His current clothes weren't many, but they included a silk made, long, frilled, white dress shirt, an also white waistcoat, and a simple wool made black trouser.

They seemed simple garbs, but by no means it could be called as such. When both his shirt and waistcoat were decorated, with an expensive embroidery, made of black gold.

He was also wearing a pin made of black gold on his chest, it had the shape of a wyvern holding a sword, on the top of a black moon.

Funnily enough, that small pin symbolized he was the leader of the New moon knights from the Axiass kingdom.

"Hehehehe!"

He laughed creepily looking at the pin...

'It's kinda fun to see something I pawned a long time ag-'

PAAK!

His amused thoughts, were interrupted by the loud sound of a door being pushed.

"Good afternoon captain!!"

Shouted a young, purple-haired man, who was wearing a white tabard and a simple black moon pin on his chest.

"Noo, what you're doing vice commander! What if the general is still sleeping!?"

A brown-haired teen said worried, and he also wore a white tabard and a pin.

"Nah, there is no problem, don't you know? Captain is a heavy sleep- Ah!"

The young man stopped talking when he saw Bartolemeo looking at him quietly.

"Good afternoon, captain!!"

"G-Good afternoon, general!"

The purple-haired man acted fast and saluted in the same moment, the younger boy wasn't that quick but still did the same.

"..."

They started to sweat a lot when Bartolomeo just kept staring at them with a small smile...

'These two... I would even tear up if they weren't so shameless...'

"Heh, good afternoon, Johannes, Volga."

"So, say... what are you two doing here?"

He questioned truthfully intrigued.

"Yes, captain! We came here to see how you're doing sir!!"

"Oh..."

'Strange, I can't recall a time where you two visited me in such a manner.'

"Haha, don't worry you two, I'm fine."

"Are you sure, general?"

Volga asked in a small voice.

"Yes, I'm telling you, I'm all fine now!"

He said with a gentle expression.

"B-But... but, BUT YOU'RE BLEEDING GENERAL!"

When he heard that, Bartolomeo looked down, and once again, he saw that both his mouth and nose were bleeding... although it was in a small quantity this time.

Tik... Tik... Tik..

Tik..

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"What the fuck?"

"Again?"

He muttered looking at the blood destroying his white clothes.

Tik... Tik... Tik..

Tik..

" "Sir!" "

Both the youths shouted running in his direction, as they thought he would faint again, but bleedings aside, Bartolomeo seemed fine.

" "Are you okay!?" "

"I-"

In the same moment he was going to calm them, they all heard an extremely old and gruff voice.

"Haaaah! It is just as I thought..."

"You there! You're Johannes from the New Moon knights, right?"

Entering the room an old man, wearing blue silk robes asked stroking his white mustache.

"Yes, I am, why?"

"Hmph, obviously to notify the king that your general is going to take a week off."

He said with an uninterested expression.

"What?"

"Go fast boy, just go there and tell him that Oubaran sent his regards..."

"Haah? And why should I do i-"

Johannes was getting annoyed, but Bartolomeo stopped him.

"Hmm? Captain?"

"Johannes, just go there and do what he asked."

"But cap-"

"Just tell them that these were orders of the head-physician..."

He said looking at the old man.

'Heh, a week you said?'

'It doesn't matter how much time I have to wait.'

'I will be acting calmly no matter what, and then... I want to see what face, Baldaxias will make, heheh!'

And so.

One week passed by...

...

..

.

Pwiii! Pwiiw!!

Pwii!

It was a normal morning of winter in the kingdom just like any other. Birds chirped happily, small animals who were awake searched for food, and most of the working people were already awake.

A great part of them would do more normal jobs while others started their trainining.

It didn't if it their objective was to be a baker, a court official, a priest or even a general, the citizens were working hard to live well.

And inside of the headquarters of the New Moon Knights, alone in an office...

PAAAK!!

"HOW!?"

Bartolomeo punched the desk furiously.

"JUST HOW NOTHING HAPPENED!??"

In the past week, nothing out of common happened, everything was okay...

There was no demon, ghost, or anything that troubled him.

"Fuck..."

It was hard to accept it.

But that wasn't heaven...

Nor hell...

He came back to the past.

To ten years ago, a time when his life wasn't just pain...