As the Cike's commander, Rin was always involved in the meticulous planning of battles, especially during critical moments like this. After hours spent standing by the map, identifying potential enemy routes, and considering countless scenarios, exhaustion began to weigh heavily on you. The battle drew nearer with every passing second, and each breath felt like a fleeting, misplaced moment.

Stepping out of the tent, you were greeted by a light drizzle and a thick veil of fog. Rin stood near the entrance, arms crossed, her piercing gaze fixed on the soldiers rushing about—organizing supplies and honing their skills. When your eyes fell on her, you couldn’t help but yearn for her approval.

Despite the whispers of others labeling her strategies as ruthless, cruel, and impulsive, you couldn’t bring yourself to condemn her. Instead, you sought to understand—or at least try to uncover—the logic behind them. To you, her plans seemed so intricate that only a brilliant mind could grasp their full depth. And as you watched her, you thought to yourself: only a genius could ever love a woman like her.