When I returned home, the first to greet me was Erika.@@novelbin@@

“Welcome back, my lord, and congratulations on your victory,” she said with a graceful yet adorable curtsey, holding the sides of her skirt and bowing her head slightly.

“How are you feeling?” she asked.

“Well, I wasn’t directly on the battlefield. I had no reason to get hurt or overly exhausted. At most, the only discomfort I faced was muscle pain from sitting on a horse for too long,” I replied.

Due to the nature of my role as a military supply officer, I accompanied the troops to the battlefield but didn’t have to engage in combat. Of course, if we had been overwhelmed and forced to retreat, I might have had to use a weapon for survival. But this war had ended so smoothly that such concerns never arose.

'Riding a horse was the hardest part,’ I thought.

Horse riding looks simple—just sitting on a saddle—but unlike the steady ride of a car, a horse’s movements jostle you up, down, and side-to-side. While stirrups help with balance, sitting in the saddle for extended periods requires absorbing the impact with your entire body. It turned out to be an unexpectedly rigorous workout.

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