Ale and his friends rode the carriage for another whole night as they returned to the barracks.
Since the deal was finalised and war was 'officially' over, with them having an overwhelming victory, it was finally time to pack their bags and return home.
"Kevin."
"Yes, young master."
Ale called out to Kevin who was on standby outside his bathroom. Ale, as he took a warm bath in the medicinal water prepared by Kevin, was busy planning his future activities.
"Send a letter to all the other bases. Tell them to pack their things and get ready to return."
"Are we leaving soon?"
"Soon you say.. I was thinking tomorrow-"
"Sorry??? That's too soon, isn't it?!"
"Is it? Do they really need that much time to pack their things?"
"But there's also the matters of the armories and prisoners."
"They're no longer prisoners. The deal was finalised. Those people work for me now."
