Capítulo 445: Ridiculous Movements

France, September 29th 1803

1:02 PM

Lukas and his team had finally decided to back down. Specially due to the blonde boy's wounds, they couldn't keep going for much longer.

They were, right now, a fair distance away from the fortress, safe enough for them to rest.

Lukas was the first one to meet the ground, he simply let himself sit on it, feeling a sharp pain in all his wounds.

"Ouch..." Lukas mumbled, his expression showing that he was in pain.

Not only had Lukas been shot by the arrows, but the impact of the cannonball had left a few light wounds all over his body, such as scratches.

A soldier kneeled before Lukas as soon as he noticed that he was struggling.

He sighed. "Let us take a look at that. It was obvious that you couldn't go to fight, but you didn't push yourself too hard, so hopefully not all your wounds have opened," he said.