"A master who is always cautious, how could he possibly let his soldiers step into unknown dangers?"

"What if what's waiting are thousands of fully armed enemy troops, encircling them tightly?"

"By then, it won't just be Jeremy's small squad that dies."

"It could be hundreds, thousands of people!"

"What about the families of these soldiers?"

Earl Mendes fell silent.

It was only now that he realized how naive his previous thoughts were.

Rose continued speaking, "Once Jeremy and the others agreed to become infiltrating spies, they already knew their outcome."

"Collect valuable intelligence outside the territory and bring it back to inform the master."

"Even if it means dying outside the territory in the end."

"This is their duty!"

"Only in this way can this territory, their families, and comrades like us have a better chance of survival."

Upon hearing this.

Earl's body was uncontrollably trembling.

He bowed his head, dared not meet Rose's gaze, feeling even more guilty in his heart.

He had hidden part of the conversation with the Lord from Rose.

He even questioned Master Lynn's inaction as the lord.

Rose seemed to notice Earl's thoughts, reaching out his right hand to pat Earl's shoulder.

It was firm and strong.

"Rest assured, if you had angered the master, you would already be buried now."

"The fact that you're alive means the master doesn't care."

Earl raised his head, looking at Rose, "Is that really so?"

Rose nodded, "Of course."

"However, just because the master chose not to punish you, doesn't mean I won't."

Rose's tone suddenly became serious, and he shouted, "Deputy instructor Earl Mendes, for concealing the lord's conversation, as a first offense, you are sentenced to run five kilometers with full armor!"

"Any objections?"

Earl immediately stood up straight, responding loudly, "No!"

As Earl's words fell, Rose watched Earl's back as he ran towards the forest behind.

Rose shook his head somewhat helplessly.

He naturally understood, this was because Master Lynn saw the exceptional qualities in Earl and appointed him as deputy.

On one hand, it was to assist in managing so many soldiers, on the other, to train Earl.

Only sixteen, Earl had an extremely strong physique and physical attributes.

While other soldiers wearing full standard plate armor could only walk.

After adapting, Earl was able to run and jump!

Understand that, full plate armor, plus a five-meter long winged spear, weighed nearly sixty pounds!

It could only be said that Earl had some kind of extraordinary talent.

Perhaps it was because the master noticed Earl's exceptional talent, he decided to utilize and train him.

However, Earl's thinking was too rigid and inflexible.

If one had to describe Earl's character and thinking…

Reckless fool!

That's the only feeling Rose had.

Perhaps Earl could become a vanguard charging into battle.

...

Under the night.

In a three-story mansion, the light from oil lamps and candles shone through the gaps in the windows onto the ground outside.

The double doors of a room on the third floor opened, and Aiden with his bulky body walked out of the room.

Ackman glanced greedily at the intertwined, snow-white bodies of the twins.

But noticed that the twins gave him a playful and eerie smile.

Not only that, the twins began to slowly reveal their bodies…

Ackman panicked, withdrew his gaze, and quickly followed them out.

Passing through the second floor to the first floor, he walked towards the dungeon under the fearful gazes of followers and maids.

Upon opening the wooden doors, a damp and corrosive stench immediately hit them.

Ackman couldn't help but frown.

He quickly handed a piece of linen cloth to Aiden ahead, softly calling, "Master?"

Aiden merely glanced at him, and after the two followers lit torches, directly walked in.

Ackman saw this, hurriedly put away the linen cloth in front of his face, and followed in.

In the dim, humid light of the torches, one could clearly see tremendously fat rats scattering in a panic upon hearing noises.

The excessively wet and slippery ground was not stained by ordinary colors but was dyed a dark reddish-brown by blood…

After passing a few empty cells, Aiden and his entourage stood in front of a cell door.

Because of the barred structure of the cell, even though the door wasn't open, one could see through the gaps the emaciated man slumped inside.

The cell wasn't large, only about a meter high and a meter wide.

To call it a cell, it was more aptly described as a dog cage.

The gaunt, sunken face was filled with vacant eyes, and the lips, long deprived of water, were wrinkled and cracked.

The low temperature in the dungeon had his near-dehydrated body uncontrollably trembling.

When a follower held a torch up to the cell, the man, accustomed to the dark dungeon, quickly closed his eyelids.

He wanted to raise his hand to shield himself but was too weak to do so.

Aiden lifted his right foot and kicked the cell door hard, causing the cage to shake continuously.

It emitted a series of clattering collision sounds.

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