Teacher and Student Meet
"What should we do, Legion Commander Turas? Should we go or not?"
Inside a room, Zapar kept pacing around, looking extremely flustered. In the past two days, since Count Carter woke up, the previously promising situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse.
Zapar originally thought he was about to succeed. He had the support of the Sixth Legion and Turas, and he had already controlled more than one-fifth of the Second Legion's power. He had also successfully split the largest hill in the Second Legion.
When Count Carter reappeared, everything he had was like a sandcastle that collapsed as soon as it encountered water.
Now Count Carter has summoned them back for a meeting, but Zapar dares not go. After all, he has gone against Count Carter's will. Count Carter has a great deal of influence over his old subordinates, and he would not dare to resist if Count Carter were to execute him directly.
Now Zapar has gone directly to Turas, wanting him to give him some advice.
Turas, seeing Zapar's panicked expression, burst into laughter.
"Go, why wouldn't we go? The teacher asked us to go together, we can't refuse him!"
"But..."
"There are no buts. If the teacher really wants to kill you, even if you are in my Sixth Legion's camp, I can't protect you unless you leave Carn City now."
You should know that there are many of his former subordinates in the Sixth Legion, including myself."
Zapar turned pale when Turas said that. He knew Turas was telling the truth. If Count Carter really wanted his life, Turas would definitely hand him over immediately.
"Lord Turas, shall we go together?"
Zapar finally gave up struggling and, clutching at a straw, tried to ask Turas for help one more time.
"Of course we'll go together. Since my teacher isn't planning to go crazy, it means we can still talk. If we can talk, why not go?"
Turas said confidently.
Hearing Turas say this, Zapar felt much more at ease, at least it meant that he could still save his life.
A day later, on the street in front of the city lord's mansion in Carn City, Turas arrived with a troop of Cavalry. The sound of their horses' hooves hitting the stone pavement was easily spotted by the guards of the city lord's mansion from afar.
When the guards came to stop him, Turas did not continue forward. He reined in his horse and stopped. After instructing his men, he dismounted and prepared to walk into the city lord's mansion.
Just as he dismounted, a loud laugh rang out.
"Haha, little Turas is getting more and more impressive!"
Turas looked up and, feigning delight, exclaimed, "Uncle Beck, it's been a long time! You still look as energetic as ever, that's wonderful!"
An old man with white hair and beard, dressed in dark blue armor, leaning on a long sword hanging at his waist, stood on the steps of the city lord's mansion and looked over. He was none other than Beck, the Regimental Commander of the fifth regiment of the Second Legion Fifth Regiment.
Turas walked straight over and greeted Beck. Just as the guards of the city lord's mansion were about to ask him for his personal sword, Beck stopped them.
"Be more discerning in the future. Turas is the Legion Commander of the Sixth Legion. If he's not qualified to carry weapons, then none of us need to carry them."
At this moment, Zapar, who was behind Turas, quickly said, "Then I don't need to hand over my weapons. I'm still the Legion Deputy Commander of the Second Legion!"
After saying this, Zapar clutched his sword, unwilling to hand it over to the guard.
Seeing this, both Turas and Beck were stunned, then they both laughed, but their laughter was very awkward.
Turas felt that his collaborator was far too unreliable, while Beck felt that the Legion Deputy Commander of the Second Legion was utterly disgraceful.
Despite making a fool of themselves at the entrance, Turas and his group entered the city lord's mansion under Beck's guidance.
Beck led the two to a large gate. Beck pushed the gate open and went in, and Turas followed. Only Zapar dawdled as he went in.
Upon entering the room, one is greeted by a huge long table. At one end of the table, Count Carter is already seated, with Cant and Ribelius on his right and Gerard and Hulk on his left.
Seeing this, Turas smiled slightly and sat down directly opposite Count Carter. Zapar quickly pulled up a chair and sat down to Turas's right.
After sitting down, Turas carefully examined Count Carter and saw that the Count had a ruddy complexion and, although he had lost a lot of weight since the last time they met, he was still in good spirits.
Based on this, Turas concluded that Count Carter's health had recovered.
"Teacher, it's been a long time. I heard you were ill, and I was very worried. The Grand Duke and the Prime Minister are both concerned about you, and the War Department is also very worried about the handover of the Second Legion."
Before I came, the Prime Minister instructed me to take good care of you and to send a message to Silver Maple City if anything happened.
It seems I don't need to send a message anymore, and the War Department doesn't need to worry about the Second Legion's situation.
Count Carter, leaning on a long cane, smiled after hearing Turas's words and said, "Thanks to His Majesty the Grand Duke and all my colleagues for their concern, I have already sent a letter to Silver Maple City."
I am indeed unwell right now, and I was unable to command the troops properly before, which caused a lot of trouble for the Second Legion.
I now promise there won't be any more problems, and I will stand guard until the very end.