"I guess it was too painful, so the shouting lasted a bit too long," Adjutant Chaucer spoke.
"Is that so? Then let's hurry and save them. I've always been soft-hearted."
Soldier "..."
"Is there anyone else unconvinced?" Melody Thorne looked at the soldiers below. "If anyone feels dissatisfied, step forward. But since the orders came from Commander Hawthorne to me, I have the responsibility, so I won't disband. As long as I'm here, there's no disbanding. Though keeping you is not to let you idle; if you violate military discipline, I will punish without leniency. If you dare betray, pickling is minor, chopping up is more satisfying!"
No one made a sound below, but just the thought of being led by a woman made many unconvinced!
"Miss Thorne, can you shoot?" A soldier stepped forward. "We can follow your orders, but we won't accept being led by someone who can't even shoot!"
"Miss Thorne can certainly shoot," Adjutant Chaucer tried to defend her.
