"I was about to go rain on the Major's parade when I found myself here," And the fact that he was here, on an island in Canada instead of glorying in bloody war and death in Poland held disdain thick in his voice, curled up one corner of his mouth in a sneer.

He had been promised war and given Canada, it was not a fair trade in the slightest. Especially when he was to see the supernaturals were public knowledge and the policing of them no longer Hellsing's domain.