Bab 476: Hostility

France, December 20th 1803

7:38 PM

Lucius was left standing there alone by Johan. The other soldiers at the camp also looked somewhat curious.

After all, almost all of them had seen Lukas storming out of the tent with his face covered with bruises. What had just happened?

Meanwhile, Johan walked back to the tent with a sigh. When he peeked inside, Herman and Luther were discussing.

Herman crossed his arms. "So, what do you think that should be changed regarding our strategy?" he asked.

Luther hesitated a bit before shrugging his shoulders. "...I'm sorry, captain, but I don't know. I'm not properly the best person at devising strategies. Lukas was an expert at that," be replied.

Herman sighed. "Whatever. That brat doesn't come back to his position until he shows some regret*" he said.

"...That might take a while," Johan interrupted, entering the tent.