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Redman looked up at the sky with a hint of insecurity, trying to justify himself. "You know, you mentioned Fake Treasure to me. I had to provide a complete context for it. Isn’t it just reasonable processing? Look, everyone believes it now."
John couldn't help but feel exasperated at his scatterbrained companion. He almost wished he could smack him on the head with a brick. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't win in a fight, he might have done just that.
Now things had escalated; this involved the king. What if someone discovered it was fake and traced it back to them?
Redman, realizing the gravity of the situation, suggested, "Maybe I should clarify things?"
John thought for a moment and decided to hold back. "If it comes to that, just say you were drunk that day and bragging nonsense. After all, boasting isn’t illegal. Worst case, we become a laughingstock."
"Ha ha, don’t be mad. Look on the bright side; at least the orcs are definitely out of the picture now, right?"
John shot an annoyed glance at his brother. "Fine, we’ve made a mess of things. Let’s hurry and leave Iron Will Fortress."
"Right, let’s lay low."
News had already spread, so John and Redman quickly gathered their troops and set off towards Garon Pass. By then, anything related to Iron Wema would be irrelevant to them.
At the front lines of Garon Pass, they found the encampment of the Third Legion and hurried over. After all, Redman was still a Captain in the Third Legion.
Baron Monte Cristo personally came out to greet them, giving Redman due respect.
"Ha ha ha! Welcome back, Baron Redman! Knight John has returned as well!"
"The Ater Legion Commander is too kind. No matter how much I rise in rank, I’m still your soldier. I came back as soon as I recovered," Redman replied cautiously.
He didn’t dare be overly polite with At; their ranks were too disparate—Baron and Baron couldn’t be compared equally.
"Good," At said while observing Redman. He seemed grounded and not overly proud; that reassured him as they walked inside to chat.
The Third Legion's tent wasn’t as luxurious as John had imagined; perhaps it was designed for easy relocation. Inside were only simple decorations: a layer of sheep wool on the ground and a few tables and chairs. However, a large map at the back stood out prominently, marking the positions of friend and foe.
"John, are you looking at the map?" At asked when he noticed John staring blankly.
"Ah, yes, my lord. I’m just examining the map." Surprised that At acknowledged him, John quickly showed his respect.
At gestured for John not to be overly formal; they were brothers in arms and didn’t need such constraints. "Take a look."
Though At was a nobleman, he wasn’t like those lofty figures who looked down on others. On the contrary, he appreciated John. He had sent someone to learn about him; it could be said that all historically significant noble families would seek information about their peers.
Determining whether someone was useful or harmful, whether their intentions were good or bad—At saw potential in John. Rising from serfdom to become a knight wasn’t merely luck; offering some goodwill without cost was worth doing.
As John studied the map before him, he understood why the orcs were desperately defending Garon Pass: behind Garon Pass lay an unguarded alluvial plain leading directly to Blink County's largest port.
The orcs needed time to transport the plundered supplies, so they had to hold the Garon Pass firmly. Redman also approached out of curiosity; he was not quite familiar with the orc garrison at Garon Pass.
"Legion Commander, how is the situation ahead?"
"It's going well," replied At, glancing at Redman. "Just three days ago, we even laid siege."
Both John and Redman were taken aback by At's words. "Three days? Shouldn't we be focusing on the siege?"
"What siege? A siege only leads to casualties. We've already negotiated with the orcs. We conduct drills every four days; just enough to keep the higher-ups satisfied."
"Indeed," they both realized they had been too narrow-minded in their thinking.
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