Chapter 28: Salmon.
The man's left brow twitched at the blatant insult, but he still kept his fake smile on. He seemed to be in his late twenties, with dark brown skin, short raven hair, and hazel eyes.
Mark wasn't that well-versed in the military but he was sure he never saw the insignia on the man's uniform, which depicted a knight holding up a sword with both hands.
"Master," Lara spoke up. "No matter how terrible the smell might be, it is still improper to mention it in such a direct manner."
Her words, enhanced by the calm tone of her voice, stabbed the man right in the guts.
"They..." he held his stomach as if in pain. "They had salmon today... in the cafeteria..."
"HAHAHAHAHA! They got you good, Ramsey." A loud voice echoed in the room.
Mark looked around trying to find the source. Just then, the wall behind the strange man split up and a door appeared. The door opened the next moment.
"Head General..." The man grumbled. "Not you too..."
The new arrival was a woman so large she had to lower her head to pass through the door. Mark didn't have a measuring tape on him but he had no doubt that she was well above two and a half meters. That wasn't the most impressive part about her, however.
To put it simply, she was a wall of muscles. She wore a tank top that revealed her arms, and those biceps didn't seem to be the cosmetic kind. Her hands were massive, like those of a man who spends his days working in construction.
The wide grin she wore revealed her pearly whites, giving her a friendly air despite her rough features.