Chapter 13
Translator: FenrirTL
Editor: Greedy
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< Chapter 13 >
The name Luka was common in the Empire. Even at the orphanage where I stayed, there were two Lukas.
When I was young, they called me “Little Luka.” Only after I came of age did they start calling me Luka. Around that time, another kid named Luka arrived. They called him “Little Luka,” just like they once did with me.
Old memories came back. Throughout my cadet life, I kept the memories of the orphanage locked away. It was a place I would never return to.
‘I never once ate until I was full.’
Once or twice a month, an imperial official visited the orphanage. The vehicle would be loaded with supplies, but half of them would disappear the next day. Those diverted supplies ended up scattered across the lower districts.
Even when I was starving, I didn’t neglect my training. I read whatever dusty books were lying around, untouched, and built my strength by lifting rusty hunks of metal.
‘Are you an idiot? Don’t waste your energy. You’ll just get hungrier.’
At first, there were many kids who laughed at me.