Velin waved a hand, unconcerned. "These are minor matters. At a pre-war meeting, everyone should voice their own opinions. If we were all yes-men, there'd be no need to hold a meeting at all."
"However, this general is quite distinctive. After the meeting ends, I'd like to meet him alone. I wonder whether Legion Commander Mitchell agrees."
"It is Fulna's honor to meet you alone. I thank you for your grace on his behalf." Mitchell lowered his stance and replied.
Hearing this, everyone stopped holding back and began presenting their own ideas, debating one another in an attempt to persuade the others to agree with them.
Looking at the tent, which had become as noisy as a marketplace, Velin showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, his face was full of smiles.
An hour later, seeing that the many generals were still as enthusiastic as ever, Velin's eyes held a trace of helplessness. He waved to Kahe, who stood behind him.
Kahe understood and shouted at the crowd, "Silence!"
As his voice fell, the generals stopped arguing and returned to their seats. They turned to Velin and waited for his orders.
"This conquest council will end here for today. After returning, each legion is to hold its own meeting and assess the feasibility of attacking Boulder Fortress."
At this point, Velin turned to Mafarna and said, "Marshal Mafarna, I'll leave the Twelfth Legion's views and plans to you for assessment."
"Lord Velin, in three days, I will give you our legion's answer." Mafarna stood and assured Velin.
"Mm."
Velin nodded slightly, then looked at everyone and said, "Meeting adjourned."
"Yes."
Everyone stood and answered before leaving the tent one after another.
Outside the tent, Fulna, commander of the Third Camp of the First Army of the Twenty-seventh Legion, stood before Mitchell, commander