It is wrong to try to be a good NAZI in a Dungeon?
I was a soldier, for the country I was born and raised in. I was a soldier, for my countrymen who bravely fought alongside a powerful regime that was going to take over the world. An empire that would be ours.
Well, everything went wrong; soldiers who died for no reason. People who were murdered, whether by the enemy or by their own government. A punishment that no one should have deserved. A leader who abandoned us and betrayed his people.
And I was just a soldier. A small soldier who, amidst the flames of these ruins, was going to fall into this dark fate like the rest.
But in this new world, I am an adventurer, a person who really helps people. Someone who really likes to use their knowledge to fight monsters that are literally monsters.
Yes, I was a soldier, but now I am an adventurer.
