Sylvia's POV:
Leonard trained his people very seriously, and he didn't allow anyone to talk back. I knew that if I retorted, he would only say that I was trying to make excuses.
Owen was expressionless the whole time. He looked at me from time to time as if he wanted to communicate with me through eye contact.
I also looked at him with an expressionless face. Then I calmly looked away.
I knew he wanted me to restrain myself.
Leonard's words were strident, and he spoke in a voice dripping with sarcasm. But I couldn't find faults in everything he said.
So I stood silently in front of him, and my thoughts drifted away unconsciously.
He kept on talking as if he didn't plan to stop. Owen had to comfort him from time to time.
"Don't be angry. Mind your health. You have to be careful of your body," Owen reminded him.
Leonard snorted heavily and didn't listen to Owen's advice. He continued criticizing me for not reporting to the army on time.
"Why don't you say anything? Have you lost your tongue?"
I raised my eyes and pursed my lips. "What do you want me to say?"
What else could I say? He had already said so much. I could only feel depressed and aggrieved. "Who allowed you to disregard the military discipline? What? You can just go there whenever you want? If you want to postpone, you will just do it at will?" Leonard had a stern look on his face. He was as fierce as a raging thunder in the sky.
I didn't say anything and just curled my lips.
Originally, I wanted to explain. But he obviously didn't want to listen at all, so it was useless.
Regardless of my reason for not reporting to the army on time, I was still wrong because I disregarded the discipline.
And now, I was almost nailed to the pillar of shame.
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