Perkins never expected this situation.
It's also a helpless matter, as the world has been in turmoil for more than ten years, with constant conflicts among the Three Great Empires.
The Kayne Empire has been constantly devoured by the other two empires, always on the defensive. In the past decade, the borders have rarely been quiet; there have been three large-scale National Defense Wars, and countless small-scale skirmishes.
Perkins sighed; such sorrowful events had happened many times around him, and he didn't expect his friend's son to also fall on the battlefield.
This left Perkins in silence for a long, long time. He knew that lamenting was pointless as the event had already occurred and couldn't be changed; he could only pray in his heart for the dead to rest in peace.
"Where have you been all these years, brother Perkins, and why have you returned now?"
