Childish Quarrels

Mediterranean Sea, June 25th 1801

6:05 AM

Leonhard was on his bed, sleeping peacefully. He had struggled to fall asleep last night, so he really needed this time of sleep.

Soon, however, Leonhard felt something being constantly thrown at him. It didn't hurt at all, however, it was quite bothersome when you just wanted to sleep.

After a while, Leonhard finally woke up, when he raised his head, he saw Lukas throwing small balls of paper at him.

Leonhard just grunted in frustration as he let his head fall back on the pillow.

Lukas then stood beside his bed. "What's wrong, Leonhard? It's time to train," he said.

Leonhard sighed. "Lukas, we don't have anything to do here on this ship, so why do you bother to wake me up so early?" he asked.

Lukas then shrugged his shoulders. "I wake up too," he said.

Leonhard sighed. "Yeah, but I don't care about you, you can do whatever you want, but why me?" he asked.