"He is indeed very concerned about the matter of Durandal," Kant said. "It's just that this doesn't seem like what a commander should be like."
Upon hearing Kant's comment, Bunduk's entire body tensed up. He nervously explained, "Derrick is the type of person who will take full responsibility for the mission given to him. This is pretty good, right?"
Kant smiled and asked, "When he returned from his vacation in Drondheim, did the two of you talk in private? How did he get along with Adonis?"
"We did." Bunduk nodded and answered, "I didn't hear much about Adonis. He only said that his work in Drondheim was quite smooth."
Returning from Durandal from his vacation, Bunduk took two days off to accompany him to visit Drondheim, eat, and chat in the tavern.
"I guessed it. Derrick is rather reticent in front of others," Kant said.
"Well, not really. He's more of an easygoing type," Bunduk said after some thought.
He tried his best to protect Derrick's image in Kant's mind.
"Among the scouts sent to the island this time, the soldiers responsible for helping Devitt manage the soldiers are Derrick's old subordinates. "I heard that when they passed by Durandal, Derrick chatted with them quite a bit," Kant said.
"C-C-Clare-mont? I can remember his name. He does have a good relationship with Derrick," Bunduk replied. "This person has a personality similar to Derrick's, but he's younger. When he was in the military camp, he was often taken care of by others, making him appear more childish. I wonder how this trip will turn out."
"Both Derrick and you have a good comment on him." Kant nodded and said, "When the Scout Army returns, let me see how this soldier is doing."
Bunduk sensed the ominous atmosphere and said hesitantly, "Your Highness Kant, are you thinking of..."
"If there are really good talents left behind in the army, we should promote them and give them confidence," Kant said of his plan.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Bunduk widened his eyes and hurriedly excused himself, retreating from the hall.
Kant looked at his departing figure and sighed. He admitted that Derrick was indeed a smart person. He maintained a harmonious relationship with the people around him, and he would be satisfied with anything given to him, however, one day, this tepid attitude would become a barrier in front of him. He would have to think of a way to shatter it.
Derrick was a person who could achieve great results even if he worked alone. What Kant cared about was whether Derrick could break through the thick walls in his heart and lead everyone forward from his position as the leader. If he couldn't, it also proved that he wasn't suitable for his current position. Kant should remove Derrick in time and replace him with a new character.
And Bunduk was the button that Kant had set in his heart to change the structure of Derrick's life.
When Bunduk returned to the military camp, he immediately wrote a letter to Durandal about everything he had heard today, as well as his thoughts.
I mustn't let Lord Kant replace Derrick, Bunduk muttered in his heart.
"Eh? Was it snowing last night?"
Early in the morning, a scout soldier walked to the fence of the camp and asked as he looked at the frost on the wooden stake.
"How is that possible? It's only the end of November now." A soldier yawned and said from the side, "But it's really quite cold. I have to add a thicker piece of clothing to my tent."
It had been three days since the scouts' team had climbed up the forest where their target was.
This mountain was harder to climb than they had imagined, and it covered a huge area.
The soldiers had gradually become familiar with the taste of camping in the forest.
However, as the elevation of the mountain road increased, the temperature also dropped a lot.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})"Do centaurs live at such a high place?"A soldier hid in the grass and drank the leftover meat soup from yesterday, looking up at the mountain.
"Fortunately, we're almost there. The first food of the day is the leftovers from the night before. This is too sad," a soldier wailed.
"Gather!"
Abel's voice called the two people squatting in the grass back to the center of the camp.
"Everyone, we're almost at the location of the centaur market. In order to arrive as soon as possible, please follow me and set off now," Abel said with joy.
After running around for days, this moment had finally arrived.
The ground was a little slippery due to the frost. Everyone was climbing carefully on the mountain road.
"Look! Here!"
A soldier pointed at the ground and shouted at the people around him.
The soldiers looked in the direction he pointed. There was a dent in the soil where the horse's hooves had stepped on.
"There really are centaurs here," the soldiers exclaimed.
After climbing for a few hours on the narrow mountain path, the sight of the soldiers in the front row suddenly widened.
"It seems that the area of this mountain is indeed extraordinary. It actually has such a vast flat land," Claremont said in surprise.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})After carefully comparing the vegetation on the flat land with the trees at the foot of the mountain, Devitt concluded, "This should be the place we've been looking for."
"But there's nothing here but grass," Claremont said as he surveyed his surroundings.
Abel looked towards the other end of the plain. After not finding any buildings, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
"Keep moving forward," Abel ordered.
The soldiers moved forward slowly on the flat ground.
"Da da da da da!"
The sound of horse hooves stepping on grass could be heard.
Devitt looked around and found several armored centaur warriors hiding behind the forest.
"Stop!" Devitt ordered.
Everyone was shocked. After looking around, some sharp-eyed people noticed the centaur warriors and told each other about it.
Devitt walked out of the formation of the soldiers and took off his armor and weapons, placing them on the grass. He said loudly to the centaur soldiers hiding in the dark, "We only heard about the existence of Claude Market and came here to purchase goods. We have no intention of invading the Centaur's territory."
After Devitt's words, the scene fell silent for a while.
A Centaur soldier stepped through the grass and walked towards Devitt.
This was the first time Devitt had seen a centaur. The centaur's muscles were as strong as described in the epic portrait. The lower half of the body had four limbs that looked like they could crush the ground.
