[Marcus' POV]
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It had been but a day into our daily training, but everything has been nothing but hell.
I might have teased my liege a bit too much and pissed him off. I should lessen my jokes since I don't know if I'm hitting a nerve.
Maybe he's hearing out Grantt, and he's just taking it out on me instead.
Damn that cheeky bastard. I'll get him later.
I was in the middle of my rest when suddenly, I heard familiar footsteps come from the side.
[——Food! Everyone!]
Arriving at the entrance of the encampment, Mina was carrying a large pot with the other servants who were then carrying stacked bowls and the other pots.
It was already time for dinner, huh?
They all gave the soldiers one serving as they came, but they weren't particularly limiting them to one as long as they asked.
She was taking a route that went straight to me, serving only those who she can.
