Robson never thought his string of victories would receive such an overwhelming response from all the officers and men on the Western Front.
He had only sent word that his army had arrived ten miles outside of Sirich City. He hadn't expected that more than half of the city's nobles would rush out to visit him under the cover of darkness.
Valentino's presence was understandable, as personal feelings might be a factor. But Robson had hardly ever met the other nobles.
Not only had the nobles come, but they had even brought carts pulled by horses and donkeys, laden with meat and wine to feast the officers and men of Robson's army.
Robson watched the jovial nobles in his command tent, then turned to Valentino with a puzzled, questioning gaze.
"I was the only one coming at first. I didn't expect everyone to follow.
