Noens took a crystal ball from his robes, activated it, and then asked, "Count Sir, could you provide the exact number and strength of the troops you've brought this time?"
"One hundred and two Silver professionals, three Gold professionals, and three Soul Intent Professionals." As he spoke, Velin suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do mounts count toward the total?"
"Mounts such as horses, griffins, wyverns, giant eagles, and Ferocious Beasts do not count. However, mounts like dragons that can assume human form must be counted."
Upon hearing that hateful human's words, Little Red snorted in dissatisfaction.
Seeing this, Velin reached out and stroked Little Red's mane to soothe her. Then he said, "Knight Noens, please add one High-Gold Red Dragon and one Soul Intent Low-Tier Red Dragon."
Upon hearing this, Temple Knight Noens swiftly recorded the information in the crystal ball.
"Count Sir, your combat personnel consist of one hundred and two Silver professionals, four Gold professionals, and four Soul Intent Professionals. Is there anything else to add?"
"That's all."
Seeing this, Noens operated the crystal ball and sent the information to the logistics department. He then put it away and said, "If you have no other matters, I'll take my leave."
"Mm."
Velin nodded, granting him permission to leave.
Noens bowed, then departed the camp.
After he left, Velin had Kyle take over management of the camp and assign personnel for patrols and guard duty.
The entire camp was neither large nor small. It had twenty-five barracks, two stables, a warehouse, and a training ground.
Entering the largest barracks, Velin walked to a low bed and fell backward onto it with a thump.
Watching her husband roll around on the bed, Xuemiyya covered her face helplessly. When no one else was around, her husband sometimes showed a childish side,