บท 111: Chapter 111: When I, Victor, speak of reason, it becomes reason!

Milia Mires Grosteta had a very long dream.

She dreamed that her brother grabbed her hand, then touched her head, and told her that he had to go to a place very, very far away.

"Will you come back then?"

"Where there is light, I will always be there."

"Despair is what defeats us, live on, live better!"

Milia suddenly felt that her brother was lying to her, she clung to him, crying and begging him not to leave, but he walked further and further away, and she saw her parents, grandparents, all waving at her with smiles.

"Brother!"

Milia spat out a mouthful of water and slowly opened her eyes, in a daze, she saw a silhouette also in uniform, with equally clear eyes; she murmured, "Brother."

"Awake! She's awake!" The officer beside her exclaimed joyfully.

"Rookie" Carlos took a deep breath, took off his jacket, and put it on her, "Feeling better? Are you still cold?"