The day after the Battle of Lenser.
Poole also sent news of an easy victory. The Viers Legion had now become history in its entirety.
Interestingly enough, neither side was sure whether Viers had died at their hands, so who exactly should get credit for the kill? Liang Xingchen had a headache over it.
However, something else gave Liang Xingchen an even bigger headache.
"Liang Xingchen, since Lin Fan's campaign against Kabart is about to begin, and there won't be any fighting on your side for quite some time, Interstellar Fleet Headquarters has decided to transfer Sophia, along with the Third Fleet, to the First Legion."
Liang Xingchen was instantly dumbfounded.
What? My Third Fleet? What was this supposed to mean? A mountain of question marks appeared over his head.
However, Liang Xingchen also noticed a faint, nearly imperceptible look of guilt on Saunders's face, which left him even more confused.
"Marshal, is this a temporary secondment or a permanent transfer?"
"Mm, permanent. Lin Fan is currently forming the Fourth Fleet. Once Sophia and the Third Fleet are transferred over, they will become the First Legion's Fifth Fleet."
"Marshal, you can have the fleet, but can you leave me the person? I think very highly of Sophia!"
"Enough. No more discussion. That's how it is. The official order will be delivered to you shortly!"
After saying that, Saunders impatiently cut off the call, as though he were afraid Liang Xingchen would keep talking.
Looking at the severed communication, Liang Xingchen wore a bitter expression. He had finally found an outstanding Fleet Commander, only to lose her before he had even had the chance to keep her for long?
The crucial point was that the entire matter was full of suspicious details. The flash of guilt Marshal Saunders had revealed, along