Sneaking Out

"General, aren't your words a little too reckless? All military supplies in the army were decided long ago, and Lord Governor has been fully coordinating matters from the rear. Are you trying to muscle your way in with just a few words now?"

In the fat man's eyes, this was not a case of military supplies running short and urgently needing replenishment. The people from the commander-in-chief's faction had seen them making money, grown jealous, and wanted a cut as well.

And he served Governor Ailafu. Ailafu had never gotten along with the Northern Marquis, the commander-in-chief, so how could he possibly sell out Ailafu's interests just to curry favor with him?

The quartermaster, upon hearing this, viciously pointed at the fat man's nose and said:

"What nerve! This Magic Beast meat was originally hunted by the army to replenish military supplies. Since when could it not be mobilized? If you dare spout any more nonsense, believe it or not, I'll deal with you according to military law."

As his words fell, everyone who had come with him drew the longswords at their waists.

Judging from their positions, they were clearly standing in the formation of a combat squad, ready to activate a Battle Array at any moment to enhance their overall strength.

The fat man had not expected them to be so hard-headed. He was so enraged that he could not speak for a moment.

But the quartermaster paid him no heed and directly ordered the people behind him:

"Open the warehouse. Load up all the stored Magic Beast meat inside."

When he saw the fat man trying to step forward and stop them, he kicked him straight to the ground.

"If you dare obstruct us again, even if the governor comes himself, I'll chop off your head first."