His battalion no longer had a military chaplain; all were lost on the attack route.
Due to significant officer casualties, Filippov had no choice but to take up his old role and personally command the company.
Just as Filippov was racking his brains for strategy, the melody of a cello suddenly came from behind him.
He turned his head and saw an elderly man with white hair sitting amidst the ruins and corpses, playing the cello.
The cello was perfectly maintained, forming a stark contrast with the desolate surroundings.
A warrior said in broken Melanianese, "Old man, you still find it in you to play music at a time like this?"
The old man replied in fluent Antenese, "Wouldn't it be even more bleak if there were no music for a farewell?"
Saying this, the old man drew out a mournful melody.
Filippov listened for a few seconds, then asked, "The Rainy Season of Casterly?"
