20. The Battle

At The Canterbury Defense Academy

The Commandant held his breath while waiting for the call to connect. Above all, he was unaware of how to begin his complaint. After a few seconds, the call connected and his heart sank.

“Hello, Commandant. How are you?” His Excellency greeted him happily when he picked up the call.

Nevertheless, the cheerful greeting did not have much effect on his downcast spirit.

“Good morning, Your Excellency. I'm fine,” he responded with a fallen voice.

“What is the matter? You sound cold.”

“Yes, Your Excellency. I wish to inform you that two of our students are missing. They left the school three days ago but have not returned as they promised.”

“That is serious. What was their reason for leaving the school?”

“They said their brother-in-law was killed and wished to attend his funeral. …”

“Hold on. How many did you say they are?”

“They are two, Your Excellency.”

Now, His Excellency was abreast of the story and played along.

“The two of them? Have you contacted