Chapitre 8

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"Berthold! Christoph!"

No no no! This can't be happening! Not that! Not them! I run up to them, their clothes were tainted of blood. Since how long were they here calling for help!? And me who were enjoying my life peacefully, what kind of friend am I!?

"You guys...I'm so sorry I wasn't there!" I kneeled next to them, the heart beating fast and tears pourring out of my eyes.

"Unser Engel... Endlich bist du gekommen..." (Our angel...You finally came) Berthold mumbled out, I see that he has troubles staying awake and I felt worse than before with what he said.

"Don't say that ever again! How I am an angel if I can't even save you? We just look different that's it! I'm not some kind of heavenly being! I'm your friend!

I took their hands and looked at them, with eyes full of hurt."I'm just a pathetic friend who can't even help his own, so please, just call me by my name, I don't deserve this title."

There was a moment of silence between us three, I hated it. I was all fine, not even a scratch while they were dying of blood loss and there was nothing I could do. I had nothing to help them and I couldn't carry both of them.

"(Y/N)?" I looked up in surprise to hear my name, even if I was grateful for it. This was Christoph who said it.

"Yes?" My voice was shaking but I tried to look serene, for making them feel better.

"Ich glaube nicht, dass wir es schaffen werden." (I don't think we will make it.)

I couldn't stand it, I started to sob. I knew that. "I know." I sniffed. "But I can't accept that, I can't let you die it's impossible. But it's not like I can do something." That's unfair, why such a thing happens? It's my dream, I should be able to control it, no?!
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Maybe I could.

After all, in my dream, I'm in the countryhumans's world because I love it so much and maybe without me knowing, I really wanted to be here. So maybe it could be the same right? Normally, when you have a lucid dream you can be able to control your dream a bit so I could try. I could try and save them! With the power of friendship and rainbows in my hands, I am unstoppable! No stop joking. Seriously it may be worth a shot.

I closed my eyes and held their hands tightly. I'm sure they look at me with a wtf? look on their face but I ignored it. 'Please please please please heal them heal them heal them! Please! I can't let them die!'

I felt a tickling feeling on my hands and opened my eyes. I gasp, my hands were emitting a bright light which made me squint my eyes. The two soldiers were constantly looking to their hands at me with pure shock. 'OH MY GOD IT WORKED!! I HEALED THEM! At least I think.' I get out of my thoughts when the light dimmed until disappearing completely. They were effectively healed, not even a scratch. I cried all the tears of my body and hugged them. They were safe!

They get out of their frozen state and looked at their fresh body with disbelief and hugged me back they too started to cry out of happiness. Their moment was interrupted when German soldiers barged in.

"Was macht du hier, wir sahen ein großer Licht!"(What are you doing here, we saw a big light!) We didn't respond, we were still moved by the whole situation."Egal, die Franzosen sind noch da, gehen wir in Sicherheit!"(Anyway, the French are still here, let's go to safety!) We nodded and I helped Christoph and Berthold to stand up and we followed the others.

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"My lord! My lord!"

I let out a stressed sigh and looked up from my paperwork and looked/glared at the officer who barged into my office.

"What is so important for you to come in without knocking?" He backed a bit from my tone but still kept his composure.

"I'm sorry sir, but the french took a bit of our trench in the west, despite it's strength and defence. The retreated soldiers just arrived." That's bad. I sighed once more. The trench succeeded to keep position for a few months, this will be a heavy loss. I looked back at the officer who were nervously standing in front of me.

"Is there any soldiers who can report in details what happened right now?" He shrank beneath my gaze.

"I don't think so, sir all of them are injured and still traumatised, I don't think they will grant you all the details you need." I hummed, I wanted to know what was the french soldiers like, organized? Brutal? I needed to know for assuming the situation on the french side, but I guess I have to wait, interrogate a traumatised and injured soldier will not grant anything.

"But if I may add sir..." I looked back at him and signed him to continue.
"There is something wrong with one of the soldiers, he had been injured and couldn't walk anymore so he was gonna go back to the city but that's when the attack of the french occured." He stopped again and looked back at me nervously, he wasn't used to talk for this long, and even less to me but I told him to continue anyway. "Surprisingly he didn't die in the trench and managed to come back but what we see shocked us. He... He didn't have any injury, not even a scratch it was like he was fresh new, even his uniform was clean and he could walk way better than the other soldiers, the same with his friend but we don't know if he had been injured in the meantime." The officer ended his speech and hesitantly looked at me.

"So you're saying, one soldier who was supposed to retire due to his permanently injuries survived through an french attack where hundreds of healthy men died and came back by magic with zero injury?" I told him with a non-impressed look on the face. He blushed from embarassment. "I assure you my lord, even tho it seems like a lie, it's real and you can meet this soldier right away so he could give you all the information you want about the attack." I looked up at him in the eyes, I didn't see any lie nor mischief, only nervousness from being embarrassed by his superior. I sighed."Fine, I think there is nothing to lose if we try and if you say the truth he could give me some important informations. Could I know the name of this admirable soldier?"

"Christoph, my lord. His name is Christoph ********".



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