Kapitel 422: Chapter 56: The Shadow Commander_2

On the bench, there was a plate filled with some mush.

When Winters entered the tent, General Sekler was pinching a pickled cucumber with his left hand while dipping bread into the mush with his right hand.

Just by looking at him, he didn't at all resemble a general commanding large forces, but rather a farmer who had just returned home after working in the fields.

Paratu officers generally valued pomp and luxury: gold-embroidered waistbands, silk horse cloaks, glittering swords, and complete sets of ceramic tableware...

Especially the Cavalry officers, who were always impeccably dressed, even to a somewhat flamboyant extent.

Critical critics from Vineta summarized this tendency as follows, "Paratu people always live in scarcity, so for a Paratu person who rarely possesses 'enough', 'enough' means having more than anyone else."

In just a second, Winters had an emotional judgment of Sekler: If this man was not a Saint, then he was a fraud; certainly not an ordinary person.