Eleventh Chapter
Such beauty in the middle of a ferocious battle
Veis had just woken up. His forehead was covered in beams of sweat. He felt as if he were still sticking his sword into the enemy's flesh. That feeling had not ceased to disturb him yet. Who was the enemy in his dream? That person was fighting for his family, his house, his land, his freedom.
A war against such an uncontaminated planet, against such a mild population.
Veis had never forgiven himself for getting caught up in the conquest war on Bonobo, and the fact that his son was the one who had dragged him along was even worse.
He got up, washed his face and after taking a look at the clock, he realised it was already dinner time.
He walked along the long, curved corridor in one of the sections of the ship and headed
