Why do we Fight? - Volume I - For Honor

Chapter 4: Scouting

Again, this won't be covering the next mission after 'Warlords and Cowards' so there would be more character interaction. And I did mention that I would add the two Captains but I may have forgotten it, so they will be here! Anyways, enjoy the chapter!

I'll never get tired of the disclaimers so no worries for me:

I do not, in any way own For Honor. If I did, I would have added arquebuses in place of the archers.

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"The important thing is to never stop questioning."

-Albert Einstein

- Ademar's POV -

Been two days since we left behind Daubeny and his followers after the supposed 'purging of loose ends' as someone would say. Two days as (Y/n)'s second, not much happened like I was with baldy (Cross), can't complain though. Could be worse anyways. Being (Y/n)'s second means I have command of the Lightshield Cohort; (Y/n)'s personal group of soldiers under his complete command, and I mean COMPLETE. His men are members of the Blackstone Legion, yes. In the end, they are ultimately loyal and only to (Y/n). Its something I admired about my best friend. Is it his leadership capabilities? Is it his skills as a Knight? Or it is his charisma? My answer: I don't know. I didn't really think much about it. No matter though. I can tell that it will benefit his men or perhaps even more.

Me: (In my thoughts) 'Huh... Maybe that trainer is indeed right about him. Something about (Y/n) is going to change a lot of things.'

Focusing on the present, I was currently training with some of the Lightshield footmen. Just a way to make time pass by. I mean, its deathly boring when you have nothing to do other than perform maintenance on our equipments, which sometimes are enjoyable, still mostly boring however.

Looking forward, I saw sword coming towards me, which I just barely blocked. Really have to get rid of this habit of thinking away during action soon.

Davius: "Hah! Saw that, Ad. You daydreaming again?" (Y/n)'s Captain tells me.

Me: "Cut me a slack, Titus. I'm still bored right now." I responded in a slightly annoyed tone.

Davius: "Speaking of which, I need to take a break right now. We've been at this for an hour straight already. Who wants to grab some ale?" He says, earning him sounds of agreement among the others involved on our sparring match.

Me: "Oi, count me in." I say as we went towards the mess hall.

- General POV, 2 hours later... -

In the mess hall is, well, a mess right now. Some of the soldiers became too drunk and their faces hit the tables they are sitting on, some are even sprawled out on the cobblestone floor. Some are managing the strong bite of the wine but are now just failing to stay awake. Except for a couple of them, that is.

Ademar: "Don't tell me that I didn't warn all of you!" The Lightshield's second in command blurts out to no one in particular, almost in a drunken state while holding a mug of wine full. How many did he already take is a mystery to everyone.

Davius: *Gibberish*

Ademar: "What was that?" He says with a smug look on his face. Turning to look, he sees Davius just collapsing on the floor due to the wine.

Ademar: "Hah! I told all of you, I'm the best at drinking ales around here! Even (Y/n) can't beat me!" He said with enthusiasm.

Well, yes. He and (Y/n) and at some point Holden as well drank a keg of ale together, with (Y/n) coming up the last place. He lasted ten or eleven mugs though, Ademar will admit. Strongest around no less.