A Meeting Arrangement

Victor assigned Michael's team the task of continuing reconnaissance, and just before Michael left, Victor called him back again.

"Michael, be careful!"

"Yes, sir!"

Michael saluted Victor and left the tent. Victor also walked out of the open tent and watched Michael mount his warhorse and disappear into the night.

Michael had been by Victor's side ever since he arrived in the Northlands, and along with Little Paru, he was one of Victor's youngest bodyguards.

Victor often taught the two of them. Although Michael wasn't very good at learning, he had learned a lot from following Victor for so long.

Later, Victor transferred him to the army as a junior officer, and he thought he would continue to advance step by step like this.

As a result, during the campaign against the Barbarians this year, Michael volunteered to join the reconnaissance unit, and from then on, he was unstoppable. Michael learned a lot from Victor, including map drawing, various combat skills, and command techniques.

Unexpectedly, after joining the reconnaissance unit, he quickly made a name for himself. He was bold, meticulous, and good at thinking. Combined with what he had learned, he quickly stood out in the reconnaissance unit.

Later, when Victor established an elite squad similar to the Night Scouts, he volunteered to join, but Victor initially disagreed.

However, Victor originally intended to build this unit into a special forces unit from the era of classical warfare. Michael was a perfect fit in every aspect, and in the end, Michael personally approached Victor and made his request.

In the end Victor had no choice but to let this boy, whom he had watched grow up, join the unit. Currently, the unit only has 50 people, divided into 5 teams of 10. Michael is in charge of one of the teams and is also the youngest commander in the unit.

Victor is very optimistic about his future, and if anyone can help him build this unit into the kind he wants, Michael is the most suitable candidate.

"It's getting dark so early today. I hope everything goes well for Michael's return."

Victor looked up at the sky. The autumn night sky was cloudless, and countless stars could be seen. Looking at the night sky, which was completely different from his previous life, Victor suddenly thought of something.

"This unit has never had an official name. The night sky is beautiful tonight, and Michael and his men will be keeping watch on the enemy on a night like this. So, let's call this unit 'Dark Night Watch' from now on."

After deciding on the name for the unit, Victor pondered it for a while and felt that the name was indeed very suitable.

This name is more fitting than "Night Raid" or "Night Scout," after all, this is a unit that combines intelligence reconnaissance with stealth and assassination.

"Tomorrow, I expect Count Black will send someone. After all, judging from his current troop deployment, his reconnaissance troops may have discovered me as well."

Victor felt this was highly likely, so he summoned his captain of the guard and instructed him to tighten patrols around the camp tonight, set up more hidden sentries, and inform him immediately of any developments.

Although Victor believed that Count Black would be fine, his personality wouldn't allow him to entrust his safety to others. So, tonight, Victor planned to sleep fully clothed so he could respond to any situation promptly.

Nothing was said that night.

The next morning, Victor received the report while he was doing his morning exercises at the camp.

A Cavalry squad of the punitive expedition found his outer sentry post and requested an audience with him.

When Victor found out, he immediately ordered his guards to fetch the squad and bring them to the camp to see him.

Soon, the Cavalry squad was surrounded by Cavalry forces twice their size and brought to the outskirts of the camp. Three men were chosen as representatives and brought into the camp by the guards.

At this time, Victor was still doing his morning training and had not made any changes. This was his long-standing habit, especially when he was on the front lines fighting. He believed that this proper morning training would help him maintain his combat instincts.

So when the three entered the camp, they saw this scene: Victor was standing in the open space in the middle of the camp, wearing a very thin linen training uniform, and holding an iron rod with weights tied to both ends, which he was swinging.

This is an exercise machine that Victor made by imitating the barbell from his previous life. It can be disassembled. The heavy barbell seems to be as light as a feather in Victor's hands. The sound of the wind generated by the constant swinging is as deafening as the water of a waterfall hitting the rocks.

Victor noticed the newcomer, gradually slowed down, and finally stopped, throwing the barbell onto the ground with a loud thud.

The leader of the three raised an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the scene.

"It's Knight Yellen! We meet again so soon!"

Victor discovered that the man in the lead was none other than Knight Yellen he had met once before.

"Long time no see, Your Excellency Viscount, how are you? The Count conveys my regards to you."

"Thank you for your concern. I am very much looking forward to seeing Your Excellency the Count."

"Viscount Victor, please rest assured, the Count has made arrangements. He will come to see you in person first thing tomorrow morning."

Victor was surprised that Count Black was so easy to talk to that he actually came to see him in person. He thought the two of them had to arrange a place to meet.

"Thank you for your trust, Count, but there's no need to trouble him to travel so far. How about I choose a location closer to the punitive expedition camp?"

Knight Yellen was somewhat surprised to hear Victor's words, but he remembered what Count Black had told him before they set off.

"If that Viscount Golden Sunflower has any other requests, you can grant them on my behalf as long as they are not unreasonable."

At this moment, Viscount Victor's request was not only not unreasonable, but also quite reasonable, so Yellen had no reason to refuse.

"Of course, that's no problem. The Count also told me that he can grant Viscount Victor's reasonable request."

After hearing Yellen's words, Victor was surprised that Count Black would say such a thing.

"Alright, in that case! Bring me the map." Victor clapped his hands, signaling a guard to bring the map from the tent.

After Victor opened the map, he beckoned Yellen to come forward and take a look.

Victor pointed to a location on the map, "This is it. It's only 7 kilometers from the punitive expedition's camp, and the surrounding area is flat. I think this place is perfect. You can take a look before you return to the camp."

Furthermore, I will only be taking 50 Cavalry tomorrow; Count Excellency can arrange them as you see fit. However, I do not wish for any army other than those from Great Oak Territory to appear tomorrow.

Knight Yellen said solemnly, "Viscount Victor, please rest assured that the Count's guards will not exceed 50 people."

Furthermore, I will lead the army of Great Oak Territory to guard the punitive expedition's camp and monitor the other nobles, ensuring that no one disturbs your meeting with the Count.