A Soldier's Life: Book 2: Sobral City by RollsAOne Always & THIEMKE ERICK

Author:RollsAOne, Always & THIEMKE, ERICK [RollsAOne, Always]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 92: Post-Action Report

The city of Sobral did not seem any different. It felt like I had been gone for months and not just four days. As I walked into the city, the city guards looked more professional with clean uniforms and armor. I reached the Citadel’s main gate and was not stopped as I entered. A voice rang out from my right, “Soldier! Why did you not question that man?” An angry and abrasive Firth came storming out of an archway in the wall.

I was slightly shocked as the old legionnaire had actually shaved and looked unrecognizable. If he had not screamed for me to hear his voice, I would not have known it was him. He also wore the duchess’ Citadel guard uniform, not his legion gear. He must have rotated from laying the province’s white marble border markers. He was now training the Citadel guards.

He seemed to notice me now. “Eryk?” He looked me over. “Konstantin and Flavius went looking for you yesterday morning. Where have you been?”

“Flavius is back?” I ignored his question. The last time I had seen Flavius was on the back of a drake, seated uncomfortably behind Master Mage Sebastian. They were off to search for his brother’s collector, which was secured in my dimensional space.

He held up his hand to pause our conversation, and Firth took a moment to scold the two guards, “Even if he is wearing legion armor, he could still be a spy. This boy could have gotten himself killed in the woods, and then they could have taken his armor. Unless a duke comes riding in leading a hundred legionnaires, question everyone!” He looked me over. “Come Eryk. I will walk you to Castile to make sure you don’t get lost on the way,” he said, smirking at his own jab at my late return.

I took a jab at him, too. “Not only are your clothes and face clean, but you also don’t smell like a horse’s ass. How can I be sure it is not you who is the spy who replaced my good friend Firth?”

“Good friend, eh?” He laughed. “Well, friend, anyway.” He thumbed the clean uniform, “I have to keep up appearances while I am out here yelling at the general incompetence of the duchess’ guards.” He spat out something he was chewing on into the bushes. “They have been worried about you, you know. Expected you back the following day after your walk in the woods with the half-giant. Konstantin was quite upset you were sent off with the half-giant.”

“He is a goliath, not a half-giant,” I said, defending Maveith.

“Same difference.” He spat, cleaning the rest of his mouth in the bushes before entering the Citadel. Firth informed me of the events as we walked the Citadel. “Flavius arrived yesterday morning. He rode here from Macha after the mage released him. Not sure what happened with Master Mage Sebastian in the swamp, but the Emperor ordered Sebastian to remain there.”

“The Emperor is in Macha?” I said, shocked.

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