Sean remained stubborn, almost shouting, "I feel like it's all because of my sister's lower status that you didn't want to save her!" "I'm sorry. I was too obsessed before, trying to revive the dead, chasing some unattainable goal. In the end, I realized it was all just an illusion." Pharaoh sighed.

"I know you're heartbroken over your sister's death, but the Yaren Tribe must continue to move forward. I'm willing to let Micah hand those responsible over to you, and we'll compensate you for the loss. Everything I said earlier still stands." He pressed his lips together and started walking toward Sean.

Pharaoh had already steeled himself for whatever Sean might demand, whether it be a beating or even a life for a life. If that was the price, Pharaoh was ready to be the one to pay it. He wouldn't resist, and he would make sure that Micah and Nina didn't retaliate against Sean. Even though Pharaoh hadn't said these words aloud, Nina and Micah understood him perfectly.

"Sean! We're not the ones who caused your sister's death! You're part of the Yaren Tribe. I believe that even if your sister didn't love Micah, she loved this country."

Who among the people would want to harm their own leader?

This struck a chord in Sean, reminding him of a conversation he once had with Arin. She had been infatuated with Micah, collecting every piece of news about him, cutting out newspaper clippings, and even printing out screenshots from videos.

He had once asked her, "With such a huge difference in status between you and Teacher Micah, are you so obsessed that you might die for him one day?"

He never expected his words to come true.

But he remembered her response clearly. She said, "Even if I don't love him, he's still the leader of our country. If I were to die because of him one day, that would be a noble sacrifice. It would be an honor."

Now, hearing Nina mention this, it brought everything into perspective for Sean. Arin had always known the possible outcome, and she had accepted it.

Sean's breathing became heavy. "I was rash. I'll request to be stationed at the border. My sister... She died for the country. I only ask that she be honored accordingly. I don't need anything else." Micah had intended to properly compensate Sean, but he hadn't expected him to volunteer for border duty.

"Honor is a given, but I wanted to discuss this with you first. Since you've made your decision, I'll have Joker handle it. However, the compensation you're owed will still be provided. You..."

Sean was still so young. How old was he at the time? Just 12 years old, the minimum age for conscription in the Yaren Tribe. Despite his youthful face, his determination was clear.

"I don't need it. My sister is gone, and even if you give me those things, they're meaningless to me. I'd rather dedicate my youth to serving the country."

That was Sean's decision.

Micah wanted to say more, but Pharaoh gave him a subtle nod, signaling that they should respect Sean's wishes. "Then we'll do as you've asked," Micah finally said.

Arin's deep love for Micah was her own private matter, and she never openly pursued him. When she died for the sake of the country, no one linked it to romantic feelings.

The people of the Yaren Tribe spoke of her bravery and honored her name after her death, but even with all the recognition, Arin was never coming back.

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