I sit in front of my father and say.
"What can I do for you, father?"
Two days ago, my father decided to have a massive party involving all the people in the city's people. What is the party for? Celebrating the victory over the Gokuya Kingdom and getting my left arm back.
It was a waste of money, in my opinion. However, my father told me that it was to increase the morale of the people.
After the party, my father made a state of mourning the next day to remember the people who died in battle. My father said that this would also increase morale and honor the people's sacrifice in that battle.
Honor is something the people of this era put in high regard—or at least the people in this part of the kingdom. However, after that betrayal, I start to lose hope in the so-called honor.