Summary
I possessed a supporting character who died before three years old. I survived as best as I could, but all that remained was the destined bad ending. To prevent partial destruction of Lefebvre territory, I hid my identity and went to save my favorite character, who died at a young age.
“So you’re really here to save me.”
“Yes. I… want…to save you.”
I thought that as long as I saved that boy, he would grow up and become the youngest commander-in-chief, just like in the original storyline. For his future to become as prestigious as the sun, I had no choice but to hurt him and leave him…
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“Why do you care so much about me?”
“Why do I care so much about you?”
Schloetz answered with an indifferent face.
“It’s because I have a girl in mind who I want to take over the current princess position.”