Stray

Jesse hummed a little song and approached the makeshift tent, opened the curtain with his hand, and got in carelessly.

This should be a temporary rest place for Horizon, usually provided for weak people who were injured or sick during the march. Horizon took a safe route this time, and no members were injured, so it should be prepared for those students.

Unfortunately, those students were firmly on Tumbleweed’s side so the tent was empty, except for only a guard and Adrian Cross who was reading a book. The former knight commander wasn’t tied up or shackled, and only had a restraint array loomed at his feet. The Horizon guard next to him seemed nervous as he was completely tense, with veins protruding from the surface of his muscle, like a long wooden nail that had been beaten into the soil.

“I’m back, Adri.” Jesse blew a kiss at Adrian in the chair and made a loud smacking sound.

The former knight commander raised his head. His face was calm and unruffled. “Oh.”

“Those students are all fine. Horizon has confirmed this, so you can rest assured. Alas, the leader of the group only regards you as a sword’s instructor. Why are you still thinking about your consultant job? Tumbleweed has long had no reputation, so you don’t have to stay here honestly as a hostage to maintain our non-existent reputation.”

“A sincere attitude is still very important.” Adrian closed the book.

“Your student is fighting Godwin Lopez. Don’t you want to see the excitement?”

Adrian thought for a while and stood up from the simple wooden chair. The guard from Horizon trembled all over that it made his metal armor let out a sound full dull noises as he raised the sword in his hand. “I’m very sorry, Mr. Cross. Our commander’s order hasn’t come down yet…”