Looking up a the clear sky with a clear head and sated desires Zhi Rui thought of everything happening around her.
The thought of it made chill crept up on her neck.
'it's slowly, getting me addicted to these small pleasures. I'm taking every opportunity I have to drink and fuck. I'm investing too much time in other subjects.'
Zhi Rui looked around at the people who were still passed out drunk and could picture herself with them.
Appalled, Zhi Rui looked down ad the ground.
Even if it was a blow form the enemy, the fact that it easily influenced her, making her forget why she was conquering the barbarian lands in the first place. filled her chest with self-disappointment.
She was forgetting herself and everything that made her onto the way she was.
Her rage at nature that so casually throws life around, her rage for being taught fantasies about romance, heroism, and happiness. Only to have the true nature of these things throw and rubbed on her nose.
