I'm the dean's student, who dares to treat me like a sucker?!

Henry was no longer in the awkward situation of lacking manpower. Those who had not undergone "Loyalty" training were tasteless to Henry, regrettable to discard.

Henry called over a few new recruits and had them drive the three men away, completely ignoring their pleas for mercy.

Henry beckoned a new recruit closer and whispered, "He is insulting my honor and dignity, make them disappear."

Henry didn't want those who insulted him to live, but he couldn't say it publicly, as it would be unbecoming of a noble.

The new recruit nodded and said, "Great Lord, I will make sure they die in an alley."

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After the new recruits escorted the three Skirmishers away, Bain snorted and said, "Sir, these Spearmen and Skirmishers, relying on their past military achievements, are flaunting their power in front of the new recruits, often bossing them around.

Sir, you should have let them go long ago. They are not as reliable as these new recruits. Of course, I prefer to call them Infantry."

The combat ability of the New Recruit Squad had already been recognized by Bain. They were all qualified soldiers, and in Bain's view, they shouldn't be called new recruits anymore.

"Go tell the others about the fate of these three. If anyone wants to leave, let them get out immediately… including those Heavy Cavalry."

Soon, the news spread throughout Henry's garrison camp. Philip also rushed over to apologize to Henry and assured him that the remaining soldiers were all loyal and qualified private soldiers of Henry.

Henry looked at Philip, who was bowing his head in submission, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Very good, I hope you remember today's promise."

Philip straightened his body and saluted.

"Yes, Lord."

After Philip left, Henry said to Bain, "Don't be idle, go with Oriana to buy some peaches and watermelons."

"Alright!"

Henry ate a little too much today, so he went into the city for a walk and watched the evening opera at the female academy. Since Henry was a noble with real power, the female academy provided a private box and the most sought-after performers.

How to say it? It was a bit too wild. Such vulgar performances must be criticized! Henry criticized it until 11 p.m. before staggering back to the camp.

"Sir, you've had too much to drink. You can't take a bath. I'll prepare the tooth powder for you, and you should go to sleep early."

Henry fell asleep groggily and was awakened by Ailiya the next day when the sun was high in the sky.

"Sir, it's time to wake up."

"What time is it?"

"Eleven o'clock."

Henry quickly got up to wash and do some simple exercises.

"What's for breakfast, Ailiya?"

Ailiya sighed and replied, "It's lunch, Sir. Vegetables, cream bread, potatoes, and broth."

Soon, Henry was sitting in the camp, enjoying his meal, when Claude ran in.

"Sir, there's an officer looking for you."

Henry frowned. Why is it that every time he wants to go out and have fun or eat, someone always comes to talk to him about something!

Could it be that eating triggers some kind of mission? Speechless.

Soon, an officer wearing an Imperial Visored Helmet and Imperial Armored Cavalry Lamellar Armor walked in.

Upon closer inspection, one could also see a layer of chain mail and leather padding under the lamellar armor, and a cloak with the legion flag draped over the outside.

"Honorable Knight, Right Wing Logistics Officer, hello. I'm sorry to interrupt your meal, but I must communicate with you now. We will be setting off tomorrow, and you will need to take over the Right Wing Logistics Team in a moment."

"Understood, I will come to you soon."

Henry quickly finished his meal, put on the Imperial Robe, and went with Bain to take over the Right Wing Logistics Team.

The Seventh Legion's camp looked more organized, with the camp area divided into units of five hundred men, teams of fifty men, and various types of soldiers, which was much better than the chaotic noble private army.

An aide immediately responded and said, "Logistics Officer, the logistics team has four hundred carriages, more than four hundred auxiliary soldiers, and this is the material ledger."

Henry took the ledger, glanced through it roughly, and asked, "Why is it all potatoes and Pearl Rice Flour? And why is there so little oil and salt?

When fighting, soldiers need to eat rice, cheese, grapes, and meat."

The adjutant chuckled twice and replied, "Sir, the previous logistics officer embezzled the food. The stolen money has all been spent by him and can't be recovered."

"Then what about the previous logistics officer? Where is he? Where's his head?"

"He ran away... We're pursuing him."

Henry thought for a moment and asked, "Does the legion commander know about this? Does the right-wing commander know? Do the soldiers on the right wing know?"

"The legion commander knows, the right-wing commander knows, but the ordinary soldiers don't."

Henry was so angry that he laughed. He grabbed the adjutant by the collar and said fiercely, "Now, you take the ledger and go tell those soldiers, squad by squad, company by company, that the previous logistics officer embezzled their food.

And I have no obligation to replenish their supplies!"

The adjutant was so frightened that he trembled and said, "Sir, if that's the case, the morale of the army will be shaken, and the legion commander will..."

"I don't care!"

Soon, the news of the food shortage spread throughout the right-wing camp. Thousands of battle-hardened warriors were furious, and the New Recruit Squad followed behind, waving flags and shouting.

The right wing had a full six companies, three thousand men! Half of them were veterans, and when they made a fuss, even the officers couldn't directly suppress them.

Many soldiers and officers came to the logistics office, wanting an explanation. Henry sat in the carriage, watching the angry soldiers, feeling extremely annoyed.

The elite Imperial Armored Cavalry Knight from noon found Henry and questioned him in public, "Sir! What you're doing is greatly affecting the morale of the army!"

Henry snorted coldly and asked, "What? Are you going to court-martial me?"

Henry stood up and said loudly, "I am an independent noble! How dare you speak loudly to me!"

The officer was stunned for a moment and quickly knelt on one knee. The other soldiers who were raising their fists to demand an explanation also calmed down and knelt down.

The Imperial law clearly states the consequences of offending a noble, and it's highly likely to lose one's head.

"Tell your legion commander that I was invited by him, and I can leave at any time. Don't forget, I am the Lord of West Lyme, a vassal of the King, and a student of the Dean..."

"If Count Sebastian wants me to make up for your food shortage, I will personally cut off his head and the heads of his entire family with my sword! I will take his head to the Royal Capital and let the Dean decide!"

The officer and other soldiers quickly got up and left, because what Henry said was too frightening.

In their eyes, Count Sebastian had always been their legion commander, serving for thirty years. No one dared to disobey the legion commander's orders in the army.

This matter caused a wave of discussion throughout the entire legion. Some veterans were even placing small bets on whether the legion commander or Henry would lose face.