Chapitre 515: Sometimes, a problem on the horizon made us forget about the problem at home

Once I was strong enough to walk down the stairs, I asked to have breakfast in the dining room instead of having it on the bed. Natha told me to preserve my strength, but I argued that I would lose my muscles if I kept lying in bed--only then did he relent.

But since I was no longer in the confine of our private bedroom, I shared the breakfast with morning reports that kept on coming. It was nice, honestly; making me stop feeling like I was living in a cage.

If only the reports contained something else other than the war. 

But it couldn't be helped, since the kind of reports fitted for disturbing the Lord's breakfast naturally needed to be at that level of urgency. Moreover, from what I caught through the storm of news, the war was heightening.

[Last night, General Ki Kamar managed to take over Kha'arvahan Canyon] Lesta reported. It felt like weeks since I heard his voice, and he sounded tired and sleep-deprived.