France, December 20th 1803
9:01 PM
Herman sighed after his explanation. He looked around at everyone, specially Lukas, who looked compeletely shocked.
The captain crossed his arms, waiting to see what Lukas was going to do. Meanwhile, all the other men were looking at him due to everything that had been said by Herman.
"Lukas opposed to his order?"
"Why, though?"
"His men should be his highest priority right now. If he needs to kill a few peasants for the sake of our victory, then what's wrong with it?"
"Yeah, it's incomprehensible."
Lukas finally snapped. He gritted his teeth, and stood up with eyes brimming with anger. His bloodlust was pouring out of him, making everyone shudder.
Lucius simply looked up at Lukas with an apprehensive expression. Instinctively, he was prepared to fight.
'...What is wrong with him?' the blackhaired boy wondered.