Ron Rejoins the Ranks

"Lord Victor, I have already made arrangements with Viscount Sonanda. If you permit, I would like to leave port immediately with the fleet."

Upon returning to Rotten Tree Beach, Sodoma immediately reported back to Victor.

Victor nodded, turned around, and started writing rapidly with a pen on the table. Sodoma looked at Victor's sudden action with some curiosity, but before he could ask any questions, Victor stopped writing.

Victor took out his emblem, breathed on it, and then stamped it directly onto the page he had just written on. He then turned and handed the page directly to Sodoma.

"Sodoma, I hereby appoint you as the commander of the southward fleet. From now on, you will be in full charge of the fleet and will not need to consult me on everything."

You can directly discuss the fleet's specific tasks with Captain Jack and Blox. If there's anything you can't handle, feel free to ask me. But I'm confident you can manage these matters.

Sodoma was caught off guard by Victor's sudden appointment and was momentarily speechless.

Victor patted Sodoma on the shoulder and said earnestly, "You guys are the professionals when it comes to fleet matters. I can only offer some unprofessional advice at most. I'll leave the rest to you!"

Although Sodoma had long regarded Victor as his lord, he did not expect Victor to trust him so much that he directly entrusted the fleet to him.

Previously, the southward fleet did not have a commander. It was divided into multiple fleets, with him and Captain Jack, the two big bosses, and Blox and Two Rivers Territory each in charge of a part of the fleet.

Although Captain Jack and Blox were very cooperative with his work, there were indeed some senior captains who did not follow his orders. This time, the letter of appointment that Victor gave him would definitely help him establish his prestige in the fleet.

"Sodoma, I know this operation plan requires bait. This mission is crucial, and you will definitely need to involve some of the older soldiers."

With this letter of appointment, you can now fully utilize your abilities and control the entire fleet with effortless ease.

Sodoma then understood why Victor had given him this appointment. "Your Excellency, I am truly ashamed. I have failed to establish prestige within the fleet and now I need your endorsement."

"As the lord, it is my duty to help my subordinates solve their problems. Moreover, this battle is very important. Eliminating unstable factors and ensuring the success of the battle is the right thing to do."

"Sodoma, go ahead and do it boldly! I await news of your victory."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Sodoma then bid farewell to Victor and left Victor's camp in high spirits, as he was about to set off with his fleet immediately.

Ron, who had been standing to the side watching Sodoma leave, approached Victor with a wicked grin and put his hand on Victor's shoulder.

"Victor, you're really good with words. You managed to get Sodoma so excited with just a few words. No wonder you were able to get married so early. If I had your skills, I could have those noble ladies at my fingertips."

Victor slapped Ron's hand away. He didn't know what to do with his often unreliable uncle. Fortunately, Ron was of noble birth and knew to maintain his aristocratic demeanor in public. He was only so lazy in private.

"Please address me by my title when I'm at work, Regimental Commander Ron!"

Ron lazily raised his hands. "Yes, Viscount Victor, what task do you have for me?"

Victor glared at Ron, then said, "There's nothing important. Jackson is currently in charge of your troops. You can go and take over the troops now. The big battle is about to begin. You haven't seen your troops in a long time, so you'd better get them in sync. Don't end up losing your horseshoes on the battlefield."

"My lord, it's been so long since we last met. As soon as I get back, you give me some work to do. At the very least, throw a welcome dinner. If that's not possible, you can at least have some drinks."

Ron complained bitterly. During this time in Great Oak Territory, he had been helping to train the Cavalry, living and eating in the military camp, and in order to set an example, he had not touched a drop of alcohol.

Now that he's back at headquarters, even though the war hasn't started yet, things are still the same, and he's really upset.

Victor looked at Ron, who looked aggrieved, and shook his head. He walked to the tent entrance, looked outside, and after confirming that no one was there, he opened the small cabinet under his desk.

Ron found Victor's actions very strange and wondered why he was being so cautious.

Victor took a water bag from his desk and tossed it to Ron. "This is my treasure. This is all I have. Keep it safe and don't let James see it."

Victor suddenly realized that he seemed to have said that phrase before, but he couldn't remember who he had said it to, so he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Ron took the water bag and, after hearing Victor's words, excitedly unscrewed it and took a sniff.

"Alright, Your Excellency, if you have such a fine item, then hurry up and bring it out!"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, he was about to pour some into his mouth when Victor stopped him, saying, "Don't drink in my tent. I don't want to be seen as someone who drinks in his tent."

"Look at what you're saying. I'm just moistening my throat. This little bit of wine isn't enough for me."

Victor knew Ron's temperament; he and James were the only two Regimental Commander who liked to drink. Fortunately, both of them knew what to do and when they could drink. These drinks were a little something Victor gave them to cheer themselves up.