France, September 12th 1803
8:47 AM
Lucius was in the Austrian outpost, training with his sword. He was swinging it around fiercely, putting all his effort into his training
Lucius panted. "Sixty-eight, Sixty-nine, Seventy!" he said before taking a brief pause.
Lucius wiped the sweat off his forehead before fetching some water beside him.
Soon, Lucius took the gallon of water, and started drinking it.
While Lucius was drinking it, Herman approached him.
"Lucius, did you see Lukas?" Herman asked.
Lucius slowly moved the gallon away from his mouth while looking over at Herman. "Hm? No, I didn't," he said before turning to his captain. "Isn't it better to just ask Johan or Luther? They spend much more time with him than I do," the black-haired boy suggested.