Farewell, My General

“Once, the little peddler who used to walk the streets with me transformed into a renowned and mighty general. He rode a tall horse and took me to Jasron, claiming he wanted to live a good life. But my wish was simply to open a shop in town, run a small business, and grow old slowly with Dad and Mom. Life in Jasron was tough; his colleagues mocked me, and the noble ladies looked down on me. The princess even said she wanted the emperor to give her the little general as a husband, telling me to go back from where I came. I never expected that being a general would be harder than being a little peddler. So, I left behind a divorce paper with a message: "You can be your great general, and I'll continue being my peddler. We have no connections, so let's not waste each other's time." What's so great about being a general? I want to be the freest peddler in the world.”