《Judah Judas Adventures》Chapter 51 - A new mission
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The next day, I wake up in my tent and feel a few drops of water hitting my little boy's face. I listen to how it starts to rain outside and I look through that small crack in the tent and I notice how a few drops of rain land on the ground and start to turn it into mud that is unbearable for those who do not have boots for rainy weather like me or other warriors in the camp. I get up immediately, take out my backpack, the things in that backpack, all my important things, like some novels Emily lent me, my spell book, the wand, the knife I keep whenever I use the ability. fighting. I wanted to add the stick, but it's too big, so I had to hold it with my left hand. Plus, the sleeping bag couldn't fit in the backpack so I had to make it like a burrito and hold it with my other hand and I can't leave it there to get wet with the tent because it costs a lot of gold coins and I do not have so much at this time to replace the sleeping bag, but the tent it is from the ape of the kingdom, which means it is free.
Being ready to equip my tent, I get out of there and run to the canteen because that tent is stronger than the warriors', and I can't stay in the general's tent because I'm not in the same military rank as him there, or a right hand that helps him establish the strategy or report on the state of the warriors. It was a run with many cases in which I could fall in the mud with my face, but fortunately, I arrived in the Canteen safely and without a drop of mud on me, which is good because I didn't have to wash my clothes.
"Good, you are here," says Emily coming from the left, she handed me a bowl with chicken meat with boiled eggs, and then she goes to a table where is Fiona and Camille. "Come with me, Judah."
"Okay," I say go with the bowl with meat and boiled eggs to that table where the girls are sitting.
The table we are at is one that you see more in a park or in large taverns, one made of old oak wood with chairs that are very well held by the table with the help of strong nails. I sit next to Fiona, who looks very gloomy about what happened last night. The best part about last night's event is that no one but me and she knows what happened.
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"Have you slept well?" Fiona asked me.
"Yes... You slept well?" I say the last part feeling scared.
"Y-Yes."
"What happened between you two?" asks Emily looking suspicious at us.
"Nothing," I say to Emily. "We were just going together in our tents last night."
"Together?..." she looks quite suspicious at Fiona for no reason, which makes Fiona feeling ashamed for the fact that another person might know what happened last night.
"Anyway, have you heard what was happening with Beth?" says Camille wanting to break this weird and serious conversation at breakfast.
"You mean the woman who has left yesterday to the other zone of the fight?" asks Emily taking her eyes from Fiona.
"Yeah. She came back to our camp."
"What happened?" asks Emily.
"Someone from the enemy army has shot her legs with arrows, but not those deadly arrows, she can still be cured but it will take time, much more time than healing regular wounds."
"How did she get attacked?" asks Fiona.
"It looked like someone from our camp, who was following Beth has decided to sabotage her. And that person was Adrian... You know, the young warrior who came three weeks ago."
"That man?" says Fiona. "I always knew it was something weird about him. He was always good with everyone and never drank beer. What kind of warrior doesn't drink beer."
I raised my hand, and then Fiona says to me.
"This doesn't apply to you because you are way too little for this."
"Alright... A rational one?" I asked Fiona which makes her put her palm at her forehead.
"So, Judah." says Emily after she eats half of one boiled egg from her bowl. "How were the books I blended you to read?"
"Very good." I say to Emily. "They were interesting. I really liked the main characters in those."
"I am glad you like it."
And after that little conversation, we have started to eat breakfast. I tasted one of those boiled eggs and it seemed okay to be honest. They weren't as sweet as Diana made or horrible as Fiona's ones. After the eggs, I took a bite out of one of the pieces of chicken, which were fine, again not as tasty as Diana's ones or as horrible as Fiona's ones.
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A few minutes later, after I had finished eating, I was ready to get up from the table, but I remember that it was still raining outside and I had nowhere to go at the moment. All four of us, along with hundreds of other warriors at different tables, sit in this huge tent until the rain has stopped, then we can go to our needs.
"It was a good breakfast." says Fiona while she finished the last boiled egg to eat. "And, is anyone excited about the fight we are going to jump on?"
"You mean the one on the south." says Camille.
"South?" asks Emily to Camille. "Weren't supposed to fight in just that land on the Turkey Empire?"
"Yeah, but the Moldavia Kingdom has declared war on us a few days ago." says Fiona. "Almost everyone knows about this thing and they will send dozens of experienced warriors and dozens of experienced or inexperienced wizards, and Camille and I will go there. And that includes Judah because he is my squire."
"Oh... Okay." I say to Fiona while I didn't see that coming. "So we will have to fight two different wars? Just for a piece of land?"
"There aren't pieces of land in the fight between us and Moldovia. That country wanted to annihilate us, which is cute."
"Why is cute that one kingdom wanted to destroy ours?" asks Emily feeling triggered about the sentence Fiona has said.
"Because the army there is basically much weaker than the Turkish one." says Fiona to Emily, and don't worry, your nephew will be in good hands.
"... Judah... Are you going there?"
"Yes. Those are the orders, aunt Emily."
"I understand." says Emily leaving her seat, the table and going outside even though the rain didn't stop yet.
When Emily came out of the tent I started to feel weird ... It's like someone or a voice tells me to go to her and explain certain things to her, but what kind of things to clarify with her. In the end, I think I've clarified everything. I apologized for not being able to raise me and took me to the orphanage. I've been good to her, I haven't offended her since I met her, what have I done wrong? Just when I had to think about the answer to that question, Fiona tells me.
"Judah. Can you go outside and check Emily? I am afraid that guy named Floyd could come outside and attack her as an act of revenge for ... you know."
"Alright." I say to Fiona getting off from the seat, table, and walking to the exit of this huge tent.
I go out of the canteen tent and notice that outside the rain still doesn't stop, it even starts to get louder than the one I ran to the canteen to adopt, air now here I am, I'm outside and I'm going after Emily, who is heading to her tent, which looks like it's new and not reused by other soldiers like the one I'm sleeping in or relaxing. I walk to that tent, but just before I take another step I hear Emily's voice, which sounds sad and helpless.
"I am sorry, James... I tried to stop him, but... Those are the orders he has to follow."
I glance through that tent and notice Emily kneeling in front of some kind of small painting showing two people embracing, I suppose. I can't describe who those distant people are, but if I consider James' name, it was his father's name, who died with my mother. I wanted to go there, but something tells me not to give up because I risk causing more problems so I decide to go back to the canteen tent to stay there until the rain stops. I keep thinking about the gesture Emily made in front of that guy, but why is she so sad? Is it because of me that I go on missions without asking her opinion or the fact that she was not sent on this mission with me? Yes ... It's probably the second part.
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