Time goes back many days ago—

The Britannian Empire, the Chaveer River, somewhere along the coast.

"They claim to be the envoys of the Knights of Michael!"

The loud shout from the messenger clearly came into the ears of everyone in the tent.

Everyone in the account, including Ron, was stunned at this time.

No...it should be said that it was more accurate because it was dumbfounded.

He was stupid and stood there. After a long time, Ron finally changed his mind.

"impossible!"

Ron, who had just recovered from his senses, said the first sentence he said was doubt.

"Michael's Knights are stationed in the northern border, how could it appear in this place!"

As soon as Ron's doubts fell, the rest of the tent echoed:

"Yes! How could the Knights of Michael appear here?"

"The Knights of Michael are stationed in the northern border. If they go south to rescue Pandragorn, unless they come in a big circle, it is impossible to pass here!"

"Is this a bandit pretending to be the Knights of Michael and then defrauding us of our trust?"

"Don't be stupid! Are those bandits blind? Can't we see thousands of fully armed elite soldiers? Which bandit has the courage to attack the army?"

...

Just as the generals and officials in the tent were talking, Hans was the first to say to Ron in a deep voice:

"His lord, it is better for us to meet first, regardless of whether this envoy is really from the Knights of Michael."

"Even if this envoy is fake, we, who have 2,000 winged cavalrymen, are not afraid of how this force that pretends to be the Knights of Michael dares to commit rash results."

“…Well. You’re right.”

After nodding and agreeing with Hans's proposal, Ron said to Hans:

"Hans, you are responsible for bringing this envoy into the camp! The others set up a big tent with me to prepare to welcome the envoy."

"yes!"

...

...

The large tent of this camp was slightly cleaned.

Ron sat upright at the northernmost end of the tent of the formation.

The senior officers of the Wingsuit Cavalry Regiment stood on both sides of Ron's body.

Not long after, Hans' loud notification sounded outside the tent:

"Hisser Duke! Come here!"

"Please come in." Ron shouted in a vehement.

"yes!"

The curtain of the big tent of this camp was lifted.

Ding bell, Ding bell...

Before the person could come in, Ron was the first to hear a crisp sound of bells.

——Bell?

Just as Ron was wondering what the bell sounded, a little girl with black hair and golden eyes and petite figure slowly walked into the tent along the curtain lifted.

After the little girl walked into the tent, Hans also followed the little girl and entered the tent.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Ron raised his eyebrows.

——Hmm? Little girl? She is the envoy?

Not only Ron, but also the other generals in the tent, and even Hans, who was responsible for welcoming the envoys into the camp, had a look of slight or strong doubt on his face.

"Reading Daming for a long time, His Excellency the Duke of Connaught."

The little girl bent down to Ron, who was sitting upright, and performed a manner that could hardly be picked out of any wrongness.

"I am Vivian O'Brien. I come to your camp on the order of Su Cheng, the leader of the Knights of Michael."

It was not until the little girl who called herself Vivian O'Brien introduced herself that Ron came back from her doubts about her identity.

——She is really an envoy... No way... I saw such a young, petite envoy for the first time...

Ron said in his heart, and quickly replied:

"Thank you for a long journey."

"Empress, please forgive me for my presumptuousness. Your official calls himself an envoy of the Knights of Michael. So, can you show some objects to prove your official's identity?"

Ron did not greet Vivian more, and directly asked Vivian what he wanted to know the answer most now.

After all, if the envoy in front of him is fake and greetings more, it would be a waste of time.

As soon as Ron finished speaking, Vivian nodded readily and agreed:

“This is natural.”

After saying that, Vivian took out a hot lacquer seal from her pocket.

"This is the fire-lacquered seal of our regiment commander. Please check it out."

Hans, who was standing behind Vivian, hurriedly walked up, took the hot paint seal from Vivian's hand, then quickly walked to Ron, respectfully handed out the hot paint seal in his hand, and then retreated back to Vivian.

After taking the hot lacquer seal, Ron began to take a careful look.

After checking the authenticity of the hot lacquer seal, Ron couldn't help but exclaim:

"It's really the 'Michael Seal' of the Knights of Michael!"

In the major knight orders of the empire, many things were passed down from generation to generation by the leader.

For example - the fire lacquer seal passed down from generation to generation among the group leader.

People call this fire-lacquered seal held by the leaders of various knights, commonly known as the "Seal of Michael", "Seal of Gabriel", "Seal of Rachel" and "Seal of Uriel".

This thing is an extremely valuable item. When sending a letter to a certain place in the name of the Knights, it will be used to pass on this fire lacquer seal that was passed down from generation to generation among the leader of the past generations. Only the leader can hold and use it to print the fire lacquer on the letter.

To temporarily transfer this hot paint seal to others for possession or use, it must also be approved by the leader of the Knights.

Ron was Duke of Connaught, and of course he recognized what the fire-lacquered seals that only the leaders of the major knights could hold.

Therefore, Ron could see at a glance that the fire-lacquered seal in his hand was indeed the "Michael's Seal" that only the leader of the Knights of Michael was qualified to hold and use.

After returning the Michael's Seal to Vivian, Ron said to Vivian in a much more respectful tone than before:

"Empress, I was so rude just now."

"Please forgive me for taking the liberty again - why did your group appear here? I was so confused, but I really couldn't think of it - why did your group, which should have been stationed in the northern border, appear here and meet us here by chance."

Vivian smiled very dignifiedly:

"It's really just a coincidence to meet His Excellency here."

"All the knights of our Knights, as well as our commander, were quite surprised when they learned from the scout that the Duke's troops were stationed not far ahead of us."

"As for why we are here - this question, our team leader will answer you personally."

After saying that, Vivian cleared her throat and said seriously:

"His Excellency Duke, from the direction of your army's advance, you are planning to support Pandragorn. Are you right?"

Although Vivian's words are in the sentence structure of a question, they are in the tone of a positive sentence.

As soon as Vivian finished speaking, Ron said without hesitation:

“That’s right.”

"His Excellency Duke, our regiment commander also guessed that you plan to lead your army to support Pandragon."

"So, our leader hopes to meet with you and discuss matters related to the rescue of Pandragon."
Chapter completed!