Aside from matters like Gold Coins, arranging for the soldiers' rest, and reassigning non-commissioned officers...
There was still much for Robson to do.
....
"Sir Robson, here are the Magic Crystal Cannon Teams of Thermopylae.
Have a look. Do you see any further issues?" Viscount Sriwizi asked, turning to Robson.
After a day of inquiries and observation, Viscount Sriwizi realized his previous assessment had been completely and utterly wrong.
This Sir Robson wasn't just some Baron who did Prince Noah's bidding, nor was he merely an Officer involved in military planning. He was, in fact, the true commander of that elite army; Prince Noah was just here for show.
At first, Viscount Sriwizi found it hard to believe. With a royal Prince and a Count from the Northern Territory present, why would the true commander of the army be this unremarkable Baron standing before him?
