The Empire of Reimia (3)

No one objected. Parphinora joined Eli and Anelotte and ordered something for herself, but the awkward silence wasn't dispelled even with the arrival of the third person.
— A-a-a... — The silence was finally broken when Anelotte slammed her fist on the table, in which she was holding a fork. — I don't want to go to war!! — Then, with tears in her eyes, she continued to stuff her mouth with sweets.

Parphinora was very confused. First, because she didn't understand people who enrolled in a military academy but weren't prepared to participate in military operations. And second, because the first thing that came to her mind, an attempt to comfort and convince Anelotte that there wouldn't be a war, seemed absurd to her. The information about the alliance could only mean that a war awaited them in the future.
— It won't be that bad, Anelotte — Parphinora tried to say reassuringly — after all, I don't think the war will affect us much. First, no one will be able to stand against the power of the Triple Alliance, and any war will end quickly with our victory. Second, the graduates of the Reima Academy won't be thrown into the front lines — she was sure that they would only participate in well-planned operations with the highest level of success and minimal losses. Third, if we are all together, then I believe in our victory. With such wonderful engineers as Lathro and Light — at the mention of the latter's name, Parphinora involuntarily frowned — with such a wonderful archer as Emi — the aristocrat smiled at her — with such medics as Xenomia, and finally, under my leadership — I'm sure that nothing will happen to us, and we will still be eating delicious cakes and pastries in the same place after the war! — Parphinora added triumphant notes to her voice.