“But Lucart doesn’t seem to have any complaints; on the contrary, he seems to be enjoying the process.” Winston rubbed his nose, then added coldly:
"He really is a son of a bitch."
Federich continued:
"Hmph! These damned bastards, now that they're working for the Yan Kingdom, they've become much tougher and dare to humiliate us like this."
"I will remember this humiliation! The people of Yan and the people of Shenglu... Ha." He gave a cold, ruthless laugh.
Winston said coldly, "Don't think about it too much for now."
"Now we all have the opportunity to go back, and the most important thing is to return home safely."
Upon hearing about returning to his home country, Winston suddenly realized a problem that could be big or small.
He looked at Winston, whose expression remained unchanged, hesitated for a long while, and then slowly said, "Marshal Winston, before I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Winston waved his hand and said, "Fedrich, the battle is over, and we are in the same situation now."
"In order to survive better and wait for our country to send people to pick us up, I think we need to unite during this period of time, avoid any conflict with the Goths, and live in peace."
"What's past is past; we just need to learn from this failure."
Hearing this, Federich's expression softened, and he said with a forced smile, "Of course!"
“Son of a bitch.” Winston suddenly muttered.
Federich frowned, but Winston continued:
"These Shenglu people... truly deserve to die."
Federich then realized what was happening and chimed in, "Indeed! When we get back home, we must settle this score with them!"
Winston didn't speak again, but lowered his head expressionlessly, looking at the sword at his waist.
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