"Hey! Claremont, what's the matter with you soldiers? If you want to delay the morning assembly time, you have to tell me." Abel asked loudly as he broke into Clement's tent.
And Clement and DeWitt, who were collapsed on the bed, hadn't woken up from the hangover yet.
After hearing Abel's voice, Claremont opened his eyes in a daze. While looking at the door, he noticed Dewitt who was sleeping soundly next to him.
"My God!" Claremont yelled.
"Get up soon!" Abel strode to Claremont's bed and shouted, "You two."
Claremont rubbed his temples, having had a long drink last night. He couldn't remember what happened after that.
"I've been looking for DeWitt everywhere, so you two are together." After the shock, Abel had a malicious smile on his face.
"Too much to drink last night," Claremont tried to explain.
"No need to explain, I understand." Abel waved his hand and said, "Wake up DeWitt quickly. We are about to leave."
After saying this, Abel immediately withdrew.
"No," Claremont yelled towards Abel's back: "If you want to wake him up, you should wake him up yourself, don't go!"
But Abel still walked out on his own, as if he didn't hear his call.
Claremont glanced down at DeWitt's naked upper body, his eyebrows furrowed together.
When everyone is ready, they stand in formation in the center of the camp and prepare to concentrate. It was almost noon.
"It's a rare sunny day." Abel looked up at the winter sun and sighed.
"I feel that the temperature has dropped a few degrees." DeWitt clasped his arms tightly, shivering.
"It snowed all night last night, and now the snow has melted. Isn't it cold?" Abel choked.
"You!" DeWitt said aggrievedly, "Aren't you bullying me for not having common sense in this area?"
Abel smiled smugly. After promising to keep the secret of last night's stay for DeWitt and Claremont this morning, he said for the time being that the two of them had to listen obediently to what he said.
"Anyway, I don't care," Abel said with a smile: "You have to owe me once, and I will bring my people to make trouble all night. You also have to wait for me."
"Okay, okay." Claremont quickly agreed.
"Of course," at the end, Abel still couldn't help joking: "You still won't have such forbidden scenes."
DeWitt and Claremont looked at each other upon hearing this.
I said silently in my heart: I must get Abel drunk that day, and let him experience the feeling of being pinched by someone.
"Do you think the weather is getting colder?" Austin asked to Gilbert on the side.
"Yeah." Gilbert nodded.
"Put on this dress." Hearing this, Austin took out a cotton coat from his luggage bag and handed it to Gilbert.
"It's so big." Gilbert put the cotton coat on himself. Shaking his shoulders, he said.
Austiner looked up and down: his coat was on Gilbert's body, almost covering his knees. There is also a large section left at the shoulder.
"Indeed." Austin nodded and said, "I'll buy you a suit that fits you when you arrive at the market around the volcano."
When receiving supplies at the beginning, each soldier will not only receive dry food, etc., but also some loose money.
"Okay." Gilbert nodded and turned his body forward.
Although the departure time was postponed until noon, the soldiers of Calradia were quite energetic. Following behind Abel, he moved forward excitedly. From time to time, they would chat with each other.
However, in such a queue, the soldiers in the last row kept quiet all the time.
The root cause of such a scene is DeWitt and Claremont who are in charge of the formation.
"Why don't you speak?" A soldier leaned closer to the ear of the soldier beside him and asked in a low voice.
"I don't know." The soldier shook his head and said, "They didn't speak, so I didn't dare to speak."
"You two stop arguing. Didn't you see that Captain DeWitt and Captain Claremont didn't speak?" Another soldier said.
Several people glanced at each other, nodded, and closed their mouths decisively.
Looking at the backs of the awkward soldiers, DeWitt couldn't help but said to Claremont first, "Yesterday."
"Hush—" Claremont hurriedly made a silent gesture to him.
"But," DeWitt said with a tangled expression, "Anyway, nothing really happened yesterday."
Claremont glanced at the soldiers walking ahead to confirm that no one was paying attention. Shrinking the distance between himself and DeWitt, he whispered: "Then why are you sleeping with me?"
"I should be drunk," DeWitt tried to recall, "and I remember that after I put you on the bed, I sat on the chair beside the bed. In the end, it was probably because it was too cold at night, unconsciously I just lay down on the bed. Anyway, I was really tired at the time, and fell asleep as soon as I sat on the chair."
"Okay." Claremont nodded. In fact, in his heart, he didn't think that DeWitt would do anything to himself when he was drunk. It's just that the scene when I woke up this morning was just too embarrassing.
Claremont hadn't shared a bed with anyone since he was three years old, let alone a sleepover.
"So we're... all right?" DeWitt asked, holding out his left hand to Claremont.
"Yeah." Claremont took his hand back and agreed.
It's just that the soldiers who worked hard to eavesdrop in front, the voices of the conversation between the two are too low, and they can only hear a few words sometimes.
However, words such as 'drunk' and 'going to bed' are enough to make up a bloody drama.
"Captain DeWitt and the others, are they talking about some forbidden topics?" A soldier asked with a complex expression.
"Haven't you heard it yet?" A soldier covered his mouth and said, "Captain DeWitt seems to have robbed Captain Clement's girlfriend!"
Because the news he said was too explosive, the soldier who made the inference couldn't help fainting.
"No way, I didn't hear about it when I was in the barracks." A soldier shook his head and said, "If this is the case, the two of them can still live in peace for so many days."
"That's right." The gossiping soldiers immediately fell silent after hearing what the soldier said.
"Based on what I heard," another soldier emerged from the crowd and said.
(end of this chapter)