"Deserters?"
Brynhild's face was a picture of disbelief as she bent her head once more to verify there wasn't a mistake in the word.
The secretary of the communications department had made no error with the pen; combining the context before and after, what they were talking about was indeed "deserters from the Charlemagne Army."
"To be accurate, they are deserters from the expeditionary forces of the territories."
Li Lin shrugged his shoulders, whether from the homeland or the territories, those soldiers had indeed served under the banner of the golden fleur-de-lis; thus, the telegram hadn't used the wrong appellation.
