Previously, the artillery corps had been stationed on the walls of the outer castle, where hardly anyone could see them, but since the civil war, their treatment had changed like night and day. For Schneider, a lesser noble, it must have been a huge step up.
"Long time no see, son-in-law!"
"Father-in-law, have you been well?"
"Hahaha! I heard the news. You broke that arrogant Count of Basel's nose, didn't you?"
"I didn't just break his nose. I left his whole land in ruins."
"Kahahaha! That's so satisfying! Truly satisfying!"
My father-in-law laughed heartily and pounded my back with a hand the size of a pot lid. Whoa, he was as strong as ever. Michael hadn't changed either. The only difference was the dark circles under his eyes.
"Sigh, after you were gone, brother-in-law, all I had was work."
