"Since Miss Salvia came from another unit and we haven’t seen each other for long, I thought… perhaps you were a spy sent by the state to monitor us. But on second thought, anyone can see you’re a hetero sapien, so that wouldn’t make sense."

"Why would the state… oh."

The company commander gave me a sharp look, as if telling me not to continue that train of thought, so I quickly shut my mouth.

I didn’t know exactly what he was implying, but probably…

‘We can’t let it seem like the Arkons are harboring too much resentment over all these deaths.’

If we give the impression that we’re holding grudges against the state, the Border Defense Army could be seen as a potential threat. Despite the relentless deaths of Arkons, the soldiers were expected to keep their bitterness buried.

In that situation, if the tragic stories of fallen officers were openly passed down within the unit, and it became known that their keepsakes were being preserved, the officers here could face disciplinary action.

That was likely why the company commander had deliberately downplayed their deaths when I first brought it up.

"Then, I’d like to request a meeting with the battalion commander."

"In a situation like this, I can arrange it."

Seemingly convinced that I was on their side, the company commander’s attitude shifted completely, and he readily granted my request.

And just like that, I suddenly found myself scheduled to meet with this unit’s battalion commander. Most soldiers would probably be nervous about facing their battalion commander, but…

‘I’ve already had an audience with my previous unit’s battalion commander and barely avoided getting thrown in the brig.’

Back then, I had even tested his stance on the imperial family. Compared to that, bringing up the topic of keepsakes with this battalion commander would be a walk in the park.@@novelbin@@

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