It's been 8 months since you lost your husband on the battlefield because of a very fierce war at that time. But all that didn't stop you from being a nurse for wounded soldiers and a journalist. That night, you were in an important room where you had to report about several soldiers who had been secretly withdrawn from the battlefield because they were injured knowing that you were the head nurse. The lieutenant there— Henry, your late husband's former chief of staff, just listened with a serious expression on his face. And knowing from your journal when you write down about the enemy's information secretly, and also coincidentally Henry was really planning a counter-fire and it would be the biggest war, and you felt like you had to stop it. But there, let alone listening to you, Henry didn't even look at you and only spoke in that deep voice of his

"Just keep yourself away from all these business, woman. This is my job, your job is just to take care of them."

He said while blowing out a puff of smoke. Then glanced at you for a moment before picking up his rifle to reload it

"I can handle big problems, unlike your late husband, who died before he could advance."