Chapter 20 Troops Set Out

"Why are you looking for me?" Young Master Solon asked with a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was not angry at Locke's disturbance. "I'm here to tell you about the combat mission of the squadron tomorrow, and the report of Lieutenants in the squadron." Locke said. "There's no need to tell me Lieutenants' name list. You and Jelson can decide it by yourselves. Tomorrow, the troops will set off and will only arrive at Frances City in the afternoon. There won't be any battles. I will always be in the cavalry unit. You two can manage it tomorrow. If there is anything, just call me from the cavalry unit." Young Master Solon waved his hand. "Yes." Locke answered. "Is there anything else?" Solon knew that he still had something to say. "The Red Sea Flower that you gave me last time is very useful." Locke finally said after holding back for a long time. "Oh, you want the Red Sea Flower?" Young Master Solon was speechless, "This Red Sea Flower is only useful for entry-level knight attendants. It can speed up the circulation speed of Battle Aura. Eating directly also has a good effect of increasing the amount of Battle Aura. However, it is only suitable for entry-level knight attendants. Once you reach the peak of entry-level attendants, it will be useless. Although I can't use it, it is still a good treasure." This was an obvious rejection. It was also true that as a heavenly treasure that increased cultivation, Young Master Solon only had this one as the son of Baron. If this thing was used well, it would benefit future generations. It would not be easily bestowed. "If you make me happy after doing a deed of merit, I might give it to you." Young Master Solon said, "Although the Red Sea Flower is precious, it is not impossible to buy it. I can give it to you, but there is a prerequisite." "Yes, Sir. I will not let you down." Locke was very excited. This was the way for him to become stronger. After chatting with Young Master Solon for a while, Locke bowed and left. At 10 o'clock in the morning, Locke came to the training ground behind the camp. At this time, several people had already started to practice. After a few days of practice here, Locke became familiar with several Captains. Ryan, Deputy Captain of the first squadron, Joshak from the second squadron, Daal, vice-captain of the third squadron, as well as Jelson and Locke from the fourth squadron were frequent visitors of the training grounds. They would come here to train almost every day, while Mont, Captain, and Sir Will would not come very often. Those who did not come to cultivate were not particularly keen on strength. For example, Old Carl of the second squadron, according to his words, "I'm old, it is better to save my strength to kill the enemy, so I don't go." When they arrived at the training ground, everyone else was focused on their cultivation. Locke did not disturb them. He walked to a blank area and began to cultivate. Locke not only cultivated his Battle Aura in the training ground, but also trained in fighting with weapons. After all, he relied on weapons to survive before he cultivated his Battle Aura. After he was promoted to captain, the back camp gave a set of half-body armor and a sword to him. His original sword was given to Hans. Half-body armor was a good thing, he could not even buy the worst one without 20 silver coins. The half-body armor that was given to him was even more exquisite. It was made from Black Pattern Stone and Crown Ore. It was strong and was lighter than other half-body armors. This kind of good stuff was not sold in the kingdom. One piece of it on the black market would cost at least 80 silver ducas. Locke's current salary was 20 silver ducas, including the 10 silver ducas issued by the military forces and the 10 silver ducas personally provided by Baron. Plus the gray income he recently received, he estimated that he could earn about 40 silver ducas a month. This was almost a year of his salary in the past. If he could earn more money, he would have a better life. Locke had no ambitions. In the past, he only wanted to live a good life with his family. Now, he added one more wish, which was to have powerful strength. Now everything was going in a good direction. Locke was very satisfied. Holding a heavy sword on the training ground, Locke began his own training. At noon, the people who had finished their training on the training ground laughed and joked as they walked to the tent at the center of the camp to eat. There were no entertainment activities in the camp. Although these captains were in a high position, they had to cultivate every day to pass the time. They often cultivated together. Even if some of them did some bad things privately, everyone was friendly seemingly. In addition, Baron asked all captains to eat with him. Therefore, Captains had a good relationship with each other. This kind of laughing and joking was the norm after training. Locke also joined in. He was a young man, so his attitude was very low. In addition, Uncle Joshak intentionally or unintentionally drew closer to him, so other Captains quickly accepted Locke. This was also to prepare for the future. Uncle Joshak had once told him, "Don't think that everyone has the same status now. What about the future? Although Ryan is a commoner, he has a distant relative of a noble. Dell is younger than me, but why his Battle Aura is stronger than mine? Because his family member is one of the big businessmen in Baron's territory. Chris is going to marry Baron's family member. You can't look down on them." "Of course, you don't have to belittle yourself. Although we are ordinary people, a Captain will be at least a mayor when he returns to the territory. He will also be an upper-class person. They also have times to curry favor with you. It is not wrong to get along well with them now." Uncle Joshak patted him on the shoulder, and the words that comforted him kept echoing in his ears. Because they were going to set out tomorrow, Baron discussed the departure matters with them at the dining table. As for logistics and other problems, Baron handled them himself. Others were still in charge of fighting. Locke discovered an interesting thing about their camp, which was that almost all the meetings were held at the dining table. This also indirectly increased the cohesiveness of their camp. Locke admired Cadozzi and Baron. In the evening, Locke came to Gizaton again. "I have already arranged it. Someone will come to pick you up tomorrow. You wait for me in the armory. I will come to you when I have time." Locke gently touched Sylcean's head and said softly. Sylcean looked at Locke affectionately, lowered her head and said, "Okay." before lying in Locke's arms. The wine in the tavern had long been sold out. Sylcean would have nothing to do if she stayed here. Locke simply took Sylcean and left. She was about to leave the place she had lived in for a few years. Sylcean still felt a little reluctant, but Locke had a more important position in her heart. Although they had only been together for ten days, she could feel that Locke was really good to her, so she was willing to follow Locke. "Then my brother..." Sylcean whispered. Locke had also seen Sylcean's brother once. Her brother was an honest man. The hardships of his life made this man, who was only in his twenties, have a dark face and a thin physique. "Tell your brother to come over tomorrow. I can settle him down in the military camp temporarily. After this battle is over, I will find him a job." Locke said after some thought. After staying with Sylcean for a while, Locke left the tavern. Tonight, Baron would investigate and mobilize the soldiers. He had to go back early and could not be absent. He had to leave a good impression on Baron. The next day, early in the morning, the Faustine Kingdom camp, which had been quiet for nearly a month in Karlian's eyes, began to move like a giant beast. All the soldiers quickly finished a simple breakfast and gathered together with their own squads. All the squads gathered together again with the squadrons. The four infantry squadrons formed five rows, walking out of the military camp. The flag of Faustine Kingdom fluttered in the middle of the procession, and its shape was like a thorny crown. "Go! Go!" A strong gust of wind blew past. The trump card of the army camp, the cavalry squadron, had moved out. This cavalry was Baron's treasure and also his trump card. The majestic war horse was inlaid with sharp horse nails, the light chain chainmail armor that was draped over was faintly tinged with red blood, the powerful elite cavalry armor had a vertical cut on it, and the sharp spear that was raised high flashed with a green light, all of which showed the strength and bloodlust of this team. After a full quarter of an hour, the troops in the military camp began to move out one after another, following the road to the distance. If Karlians who knew the way were nearby, they would find that the direction of this troop was heading towards a famous city nearby, Frances City. After the army left, the gate of the camp slowly closed. There were only a few soldiers and logistics corps left in the camp, but this was not something that the nearby Karlian refugees could resist. Karlians, who were watching from nearby, cowered as they watched the group of dreadful beasts leave. Only then did they heave a sigh of relief in his heart. It seemed that these overbearing armies of the Faustine Kingdom had left a very deep impression on them. Sylcean was also among the crowd in the town entrance to watch the departure of Faustine's army. Unlike other people's fear, she had a worried look. In the crowd, she saw Locke, who was dressed in armor and riding on a horse. Although the helmet covered his face, his deep and bright eyes made Sylcean recognize him at one glance. She hoped that he would be safe. Sylcean closed her eyes and prayed in a low voice. "Madam, I am Henry of the logistics caravan. Lord Locke asked me to pick you up." A fair-looking fatty said to Sylcean in a flattering manner. This fatty had a pair of long and narrow eyes. His eyes rolled around, making him look like a smart person. He had the appearance of a merchant. In order to show his sincerity, the manager of the transport team, Henry, came in person this time. Karlaw Kingdom was doomed. Whether his family could make a big profit, in the end, depending on his efforts. Cadozzi and Baron's transport teams were divided into six teams. Other than the largest share of Baron, the remaining five teams competed with each other by their own ability. The one he was in was only considered to be mid-level. He had originally planned to cling to the new Captain. For this, he had spent a lot of money to help Rome get the position. He did not expect that in the end, there would be Locke getting the position of Captain. But it didn't matter. Anyone could be Captain as long as he could cling to this Captain. Sylcean realized that this was the person Locke had arranged, so she followed the fat Henry to the military camp. The surrounding Karlians were frightened and scattered to make way for them. The fat man, Henry, did not come alone. He brought a few family bodyguards, but only stronger than ordinary people. However, he was wearing the clothes of Faustine Kingdom. The stupid Karlians thought that they were all Faustine's soldiers. The big shot protected by these soldiers was so flattering to Sylcean. Wouldn't Sylcean be a woman of some big shot? "What are you all looking at? Go away!" Perhaps the fatty Henry was annoyed by these people looking at him, he roared loudly, and the people around him immediately scattered. "I have a brother who will come with me..." Sylcean was probably frightened by the fatty Henry's roar and said in a low voice. "Brother? Captain Locke didn't tell me about it, but it's fine. Brother, right? Where is he? Just call him over." The fat manager Henry replied like a lackey.