"You did well Shin," stretching his hand down towards Haruki, Michael offered his help in getting up.
"Not as good as you, sir!" Taking a firm grip on Michael's hand, Haruki pulled himself back on his feet.
Despite having just been struck down by him, the thrill of the battle had him smiling. Michael too returned a generous smile before sheathing the blade he'd used for the battle. The motion served as a reminder that a lance of gold was his true weapon of choice, and so being defeated with a sword by him felt slightly more humiliating.
"Is sothing the matter?" Placing a hand on Haruki's shoulder, Michael brought him back to his senses. "You're getting better, soldier, so if that's your query, you have nothing to worry about."
Being comforted by the greatest warrior in all of Atlas, a warm smile crept up on Haruki's face. Taking a mont to just calm his heart, he huffed out a sigh and nodded at the general.
"Oi!" A voice called from behind.
Turning around, Haruki glanced up over at the bridge joining different parts of the chivalry training ground together. Leaning on the side of a wall a man of tall stature looking down at the two.
"We have a new assignnt so get ready for dispatch!" Standing up straight, he brushed his silver hair to the side before squinting at Haruki. "I don't understand why you waste so much of your ti on this commoner, sir Michael."
Flipping around with his green cape fluttering through the wind, the battalion leader left without sparing a second of his ti to hear the response. However, to Haruki, that small exchange left a huge impact. Always being labeled as a commoner by his peers was finally starting to get on his nerves and yet even though he could easily outrank them in skills, that very status as a commoner was holding him back from any kind of promotion.
"Don't let it get to you, Shin," Michael mumbled, bumping his shoulder against Haruki's.
"I usually don't but…" The image of their battalion leader, Quint raping that demi-human girl popped up in his mind. "Nevermind, I should begin with the preparations."
Even though his heart wanted him to scream out all the cris he'd witnessed the silver hair bastard as well as his other companions commit, he knew, deep in his heart, that despite the front of ignorance, Sir Michael at least had so idea of what was truly happening in the kingdom.
"Be well, as I'm looking forward to your growth," upon hearing those words, Haruki parted ways with Michael with a brief yet firm handshake.
Off on his way to the barracks, a sea of thoughts were already plaguing Haruki's mind, and now with the new assignnt, he felt his lungs being squeezed dry. Panting lightly under his breath, he couldn't shake off the mories of the cris he'd beco complacent in so far. From looting the dead civilians to raping and murdering them, he'd seen it all happening right in front of his eyes, and yet his complaints to the higher-ups were falling on deaf ears.
"If they try sothing this ti, I'll have to take matters into my own hands," his fist curled up tight, jittered about from the force of his frustration.
Reaching their assigned room, the first thing Haruki saw was the mage and the fencer of the battalion laying together in their bunk bed bare naked to the skin. Averting his eyes, he grunted a little to let them know about his arrival.
"What the fuck?" Grimm mumbled, looking towards Haruki while still laying down.
"Wha-Oh fuck!" Noticing Haruki standing by the door, Mariya grabbed a pillow and threw it onto his face. "Why the fuck are you here, you commoner?! Didn't we tell you to sleep in a shed or sothing?!"
Having caught the pillow, Haruki let out a growl before making his way toward his bed.
"Didn't you hear ?! Get out!" Wrapping herself in a blanket, Mariya kicked him on the back as he was leaning over to get his stuff.
Bubbling in rage from the inside, Haruki kept it all confined, knowing full well that even a single rebuttal against the third daughter of a nobleman would land right in prison.
"Yeah, we're not done you bastard," spanking Mariya's ass as she was sitting on his belly, Grimm tried to agitate Haruki further.
"Mhnmm!" She purposefully moaned out loud in a lousy attempt to make the commoner jealous.
"Quint said we're dispatching for a new mission, so I'm just gonna prepare the essentials before we have to leave," taking out a leather bag from under his bed, Haruki began filling it up with the contents inside his bedside drawer.
"Oh fuck him, that bastard," urging Mariya to get off him, Grimm knew better than to waste more ti and piss off Quint.
"And I thought we were finally getting a break," squinting her amber eyes, Mariya began preparing for the mission as well.
After being done collecting his own stuff, the two pushed off their work on Haruki like always, and being the one with the lowest status, he couldn't go against their commands since both of them had royal blood in them. Once done with it all they began marching towards the main entrance of the military hall.
"Where the hell are we going this ti anyways?" Asked Grimm, his hand leisurely crossed behind his head.
"Who knows?" Replied Haruki while carrying everyone's bag all by himself.
'Mother used to be proud of my lush brown hair, but if I have to keep dealing with these idiots that might change quicker than she could've imagined.' Getting to the main entrance, they were greeted by their disgruntled leader. His teeth clenched up tight were enough indication of trouble, and the fact that they were being dispatched the sa day as they'd returned from a mission, didn't help to soothe his mood at all.
"The hell took so long?! Your mother's funeral?!" He grunted, and although he was mad at all three of them, the look in his eyes especially seed to despise Haruki.
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