Storming through the barracks, trainees would step out of Askyros' way.
"Is that him?" [Trainee A]
"Move! He's coming this way!" [Trainee B]
Looking left and right, he spotted a convenient person to lead the way.
"Huh?" [???]
Reaching out a hand, Askyros took Ulmand by surprise.
"H-hey! What are you doi- Ugh!" [Ulmand]
Pressing him against the wall, Askyros positioned Ulmand in a way he couldn't escape.
"Tell me where Nikal is." [Askyros]
"...W-what?" [Ulmand]
"Tell. me. Where. Nikal. Is." [Askyros]
His sudden approach left Ulmand bewildered, but he processed Askyros' words and replied.
"H… He's on the second floor. I-It's room 207 on the right." [Ulmand]
"...Is that so?" [Askyros]
"Y...yeah, so do you mind letting me go?" [Ulmand]
"..." [Askyros]
Ignoring Ulmand's words, Askyros held him by the collar and dragged him alongside him.
"H-hey! Let go! I already told you what you wanted to know! What more do you want?!" [Ulmand]
"...A witness." [Askyros]
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
"What's taking Ulmand so long?" [Nikal]
With his arms crossed, Nikal began tapping his finger on his arm impatiently.
"Please wait a while longer, I'm sure that he'll be back shortly." [Ambrose]
Just then, a knock came from the door.
"See? He must be here already." [Ambrose]
He approached the door and unlocked it. Upon opening it, shock overcame him.
"Catch." [Askyros]
He threw Ulmand at Ambrose, forcing Ambrose to catch him.
"Wah!" [Ulmand]
"Oof!" [Ambrose]
The two stumbled backwards, but managed to regain their footing.
"...What are you doing here, peasant." [Nikal]
"..." [Askyros]
Closing and locking the door behind him, Askyros stepped into the room.
"Did you destroy my bed?" [Askyros]
"...Destroy your bed? I have no recollection of doing such a thing." [Nikal]
With a smug look he shrugged off Askyros' words.
"How about you two? Did you ever hear of such a thing?" [Nikal]
He glanced at Ulmand and Ambrose, communicating with them through their eyes.
"No such thing." [Ambrose]
"Never heard of it." [Ulmand]
"...So that's how it's going to be." [Askyros]
He spun around and kicked the doorknob, bending it in a strange direction.
"Have you gone insane?!" [Ambrose]
"...What is this? Is this you throwing a fit?" [Nikal]
"No, it was so I can bring something else up." [Askyros]
Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a slip of paper.
"Th-that is-?!" [Ulmand]
The paper had a list of activities. Lifting a single finger, Askyros pointed out a certain task.
"This order, "Deal with Askyros'', is something I found on the way here." [Askyros]
Upon realization, Ulmand immediately checked his pocket and found nothing inside.
"When did he-?!" [Ulmand]
"Ulmand, is that yours?" [Nikal]
"A-ah… it… it is…" [Ulmand]
"I thought you were better than this." [Nikal]
Ulmand dropped to his knee, keeping his head low towards Nikal.
"I… I apologize. I won't make the same mistake again!" [Ulmand]
"The same mistake? That's disappointing..." [Nikal]
"Wh-what do you mean?" [Ulmand]
"My men should NEVER make mistakes. That's very unfortunate. I'll have to report to your father about your actions." [Nikal]
"N-no! Please! Give me another chance! My father will kill me if you do!" [Ulmand]
("Infighting?") [Adam]
"...I'll give you a chance." [Nikal]
Raising his head, happiness and relief washed over Ulmand.
"I'll do my best!" [Ulmand]
Extending his arm, Nikal pointed to Askyros.
"Ulmand, remove this peasant from my sight." [Nikal]
Standing up, Ulmand stood face to face with Askyros.
"You heard him, get out." [Ulmand]
("Please leave…") [Ulmand]
"No." [Askyros]
Wanting to back off, Ulmand clenched his fists in frustration.
("Can I beat him? No, it doesn't matter. I just have to get him outside.") [Ulmand]
"I'll make a deal with you-" [Ulmand]
"No." [Askyros]
("This thickheaded prick!") [Ulmand]
Gritting his teeth, he steeled himself for his next choice of action.
("This leaves me no choice.") [Ulmand]
"Hey look over there." [Ulmand]
Pointing to the side, Askyros' gaze wandered. Immediately, Ulmand charged at Askyros.
"LEAVE GODDAMN IT!!!" [Ulmand]
In the blink of an eye, Askyros stepped to the side and slammed his fist into the back of Ulmand's head. Pushing forward, the force smashed his face into the door.
"...Ulmand?" [Ambrose]
Ulmand's body slid down the door, leaving him incapacitated.
"...What a waste." [Nikal]
Brushing off the wooden shrapnel and dust off his hand, Askyros fixated his eyes on Nikal.
"You're next." [Askyros]