The Little Mercenary became more and more talkative, his words as wonderful as winter liquor and warm sunshine. The soldiers responsible for defending the city were quickly won over by Banda's eloquence. After each shift, his various bizarre stories became the soldiers' favorite. It only took a day for Banda to gain everyone's trust.
The following day, watching as Laine led an army out of the city, the Little Mercenary standing on the city wall knew his opportunity had come.
That night.
Today, it was Banda's turn to take the watch with another soldier. The two were to guard the winch of the city gate at night.
The cold moonlight shone on the two guards, and an unsettling atmosphere permeated among the garrison. The soldier partnered with Banda shivered in the cold wind, cursing the Barbarians incessantly, only stopping when he ran out of words.
The soldier sniffed hard, then curiously asked the motionless Banda, "What's wrong, brother? Do you think we can survive this war?"
