Chapter 976: Clemont’s Request

"Ah, my partn-- I mean, Emilien," Said Clemont as he laughed nervously. "You're asking about Emilien."

"...Yes," Tycondrius nodded. "Yes, I am... Monsieur Clemont, I'd be rather disappointed if I were forced to repeat myself."

"Emilien, he..." Clemont rubbed his hands together, "He suffered a severe hernia two suns prior."

Tycon twisted his lips to the side. Leserre's absence would be felt, but with the numbers involved in the coming operation, a working replacement would be easy to find. 

Still... 

"That's unfortunate-- both for the war effort and on his behalf," Tycon said with a light frown. "He was looking forward to this campaign."

"Y-yes, he was," Clemont bowed. "He was... perhaps too excited. He forgot to mind our age."

"Accidents happen," Tycon waved. "I trust the relevant paperwork is in order. Get that man some recovery potions-- and has he seen a professional healer?"