⚔️Serberia

— Madam Yukina, let’s just take them down! — one of the short-haired men suggested. — And what am I going to do with all of you... — the woman sighed heavily. — I propose this: you let us go, and I’ll let you take the prisoners. What you report to your superiors is up to you. — She paused for a moment. — If you have any wounded, I can patch them up — as a sign of good will.

Seeing that everyone around was standing around and hesitating while the leader was not nearby, Anders decided to take responsibility upon himself: — Well, one of our men was seriously wounded, he is dying... And considering that the Count, as I understand it, has not been able to do anything to you for years and has left everything to people he is seeing for the first time in his life, I think I will say this: to hell with this Count. I am not willing to leave a comrade to die just because he didn’t have the brains to deal with you on his own. I agree with your proposal. If, of course — he looked at the backs of his comrades — no one else objects.