"What? They refused to provide equipment and food?"
Sordil stared at the adjutant he had sent to request supplies, utterly troubled by the news he had brought back. Sordil had never expected His Majesty the King, who had seemed so "generous," to pull something like this. But thinking about it, it made sense. If the Bell Dragon Rider Regiment had still been as well-manned, well-provisioned, and fully equipped as it had been a few months ago, why would the king have been willing to hand them over to an outsider to manage? But if His Majesty thought he could make him back down with something like this, he was seriously underestimating him. This time, he would use the power of Chinese knowledge to show that king what self-reliance truly meant.
"Adjutant, immediately gather all the soldiers at the training ground. Tell them their commander has something to say!"
"Yes!"
With a plan in mind, Sordil calmly gave his orders to the adjutant. After the adjutant left, Sordil did not head straight for the training ground. Instead, he called over Anna, who had been learning bandaging techniques in the camp.
"Anna, you've been studying Spirit Magic under me for quite some time now, haven't you?"
"Yes. It has been half a year without me even realizing it since I met Teacher in Hajirulon. Anna has gone from a little girl who knew nothing into a mage."
Although Anna did not know why her teacher was asking this, she answered honestly.
"A mage? Hahaha!"
"Teacher, was Anna wrong?"
Seeing her teacher burst into laughter at her calling herself a mage, Anna pouted and asked indignantly.
"Of course you were wrong. A true mage does not merely study magical theory. They must also go through battle after battle and turn that knowledge into