"I Have A Request For You"

France, December 20th 1803

6:48 PM

Lucius waited patiently for Herman and his men to reunite with them. He apparently was very anxious, because he knew Lukas was going to do something that he wasn't supposed to.

If that wasn't the case, then he wouldn't have told Lucius about it in such a private place and in such a way.

The black-haired boy took a deep breath. 'Well, since I've gotten myself into this already, I'd better just keep going with it,' he thought.

Herman stopped in front of the Rear Team, more specifically, in front of Lucius, who was leading them now.

The captain couldn't help but frown. "... Where's Lukas?" he asked.

Lucius shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, he said he had to catch some fresh air alone. He told me he was going to go for a little walk, and he would be right back at the camp," he replied.

Herman narrowed his eyes, and stared into Lucius's, making him grow anxious by each second.