In the plain field that had been the border between two nobles, a small camp was erected recently.
Anna was staring at the reports inside her tent, looking concerned.
"My lady." Howard entered the tent. "It has been a few days since we first arrived here. Are the enemies really coming?"
Anna fell silent for a moment before asking back, "Are you questioning your lord?"
"That's not my intention. It's just… If this place is not the one, I believe we should go somewhere else. After all, rather than sitting here without being useful, I would rather go fight somewhere else," explained Howard calmly.
Normally, that would have been the case. However, Noel was so sure that this place would be the place for them to fight. So, she had no choice but to stay here.
Besides, she had no doubt Noel was correct. While she could come up with a bold idea, Noel's way of thinking was much more rational than hers, and his prediction was rarely wrong.
