The mood could have turned sour, but Michael and I weren't like that. In the end, Michael clicked his tongue and slid out of his seat. The commanders who'd been lounging around straightened up sheepishly as well.
"Sometimes I swear you're more of an adult than I am."
"Or maybe you're just not acting your age, Brother?"
"No, there's a real weight in your eyes, I'm telling you."
Looks like my D-Rank Lord title (Intimidation 40%) is earning its keep. In any case, it's a shame Margareta wasn't there to give our sluggish Michael a good, swift kick in the rear.
Schafen Castle had originally been a small fort, but as the city expanded toward Boden, the castle took on its current form. The walls couldn't wrap around the entire city as a result, but they stood like a fortress guarding the entrance.
Hmm. Not a nut we could crack quickly.
