The Day of Departure

Austin squatted down beside Gilbert's bed and carefully looked at his sleeping face.

Only when there was a glimmer of light in the sky outside did he walk out on his numb legs. He returned to his own tent.

The soldiers in the tent were still lying on the bed, snoring.

Austin walked back to his seat quietly, only to find that Levin had already covered himself with the blanket and was sleeping on his own bed.

"Sigh." Austin shook his head and once again complained in his heart about how unreliable Levin was.

However, seeing that Gilbert didn't leave, he was in a good mood.

He smiled and lay down beside Levin. His nervousness before the battle had also calmed down a lot.

There was still an hour before daybreak. He could still take a nap.