"I hope so. This is the life of soldiers. I just don't want my face to appear on the altar at home and my child has to kneel down with his mother telling him that "your dead father is a hero". That's disgusting."
"I think you should find a chance to take a leave and go home. I think your wife at home needs some love too."
"Is this it? Are you thinking too much? I'm not going to be swayed by your words. Seriously."
"Hahaha, although it's a joke, it's really true. You have to take note. We only go back once a year. Who knows what will happen?"
"Am I right?"
"I think you have to be careful."
"Don't die here and let others take advantage of you, your son is still yours."
Who was willing to die themselves? No one was willing.
Of course, Occam did not know the rest of the conversation.
Occam walked forward. In the fortress, the fortress was huge, surprisingly large.