The Culprit

'Can these soldiers do anything other than standing upright?' Jacob scoffed mentally. He was upset by the fact that nothing could be done. 

He eventually sighed and gave up. 

"Can I at least have another meal? They poisoned the meal I had"

"Poisoned?" Bogue asked in a questioning tone. "Tell me your side of the events that happened."

Jacob went over the fight however he told it in a way that only made it seem like he continuously got beaten up.

"Hmm, It seems they must have some influence. There might be some way to figure who it is, but it's a waste of time if we can't apprehend them I suggest you go to your room and hope for the best. We will refund you the full amount of the room"

Jacob's eyes lit up, he nodded and continued his treatment. After the doctors told him he was free, he dressed in medical clothes. The first thing he did was make his way over to bogue.