In truth, no one even wanted compensation for helping. After all, these soldiers, especially the imperial ones, had quite literally brushed shoulders with death just earlier. Even if military headquarters had forbidden them, they probably would've snuck in to help anyway.
But who was Luca Kyros?
The heir who, despite his money-grubbing tendencies, knew all too well what it was like to work without compensation.
And so, being the generous capitalist that he was, he asked the soldiers of his house about what kind of reward they would like for their assistance.
When all the votes were tallied, the answer was unanimous.
Food.
Specifically, the kind of food they hadn't tasted before.
Marshal Julian nearly choked on his drink when he heard the young cadet's relaxing voice over the comms—especially when Luca extended the same offer to the imperial soldiers.
"Wait—you're planning on compensating them too?"
