A few moments earlier.
Lorenzo and a few of his most trusted men were resting inside their makeshift tent while eating their lunch that was prepared by Achilles and his cohort.
As the sounds of Lorenzo's chewing on his food like an actual filthy pig continued, a run-of-the-mill soldier with ruffled brown hair looked at him hesitatingly for a moment, then uttered after taking a deep breath with an annoyed voice:
"Sir, if I may?..."
Lorenzo stopped chewing and glanced at the soldier. He spoke in a cold tone through his breath:
"Speak."
The soldier seemed to be choosing his words for a few seconds before saying questioningly:
"Why did you let those outsiders do whatever they want? It's annoying how cocky they've become because of that."
Lorenzo narrowed his eyes and then said with slightly gritted teeth:
"You think I want it to happen?"
He paused before adding with a sigh;