The Timid Viscount

"Steward Magnus, you know the nobles of Suffolk County very well. Why don't you come with me to meet the envoy from Red Hemp Territory?"

Victor intended to bring Magnus along to negotiate with the envoy from Red Hemp Territory, but Magnus refused Victor's offer.

"I think I'd better not go, Lord Victor. I usually accompany Lord Black, and many nobles and their retainers know this. If I appear alone with you at this time, it will inevitably lead them to make bad assumptions."

Moreover, although this joint force is being deployed in your and Lord Black's names, the final decision rests with you, so it's better if I don't go."

Magnus was shrewd and calculating, a view Victor agreed with. If Victor, as the leader of this army, still needed to consult the opinions of Count Black's retainers, it would inevitably arouse suspicion from others.

At the front of the army, Ron was accompanying the envoys from Red Hemp Territory. The envoy group was immediately surrounded by Ron's guards. Seeing these elite soldiers who had just left the battlefield but whose killing intent had not yet subsided made the envoys uneasy.

The middle-aged man leading the delegation, who was also the chief Ekmeier of Red Hemp Territory, was wiping sweat from his brow and asked Ron in a humble voice, "General Ron, when will Viscount Victor have time to see us?"

Ron said impatiently, "It'll be soon. Didn't you hear the messenger's report?"

The Viscount said he'll be here shortly.

Perhaps intimidated by Ron's attitude, Steward Ekmeier could only smile wryly and shut his mouth. He walked back to the Diplomatic Delegation, where a tall, thin middle-aged man approached him and asked in a low voice, "Well, Ekmeier, when will Viscount Golden Sunflower arrive? I'm a little scared. If he doesn't come, can we leave first?"

Ekmeier lowered his head and said with a wry smile, "My lord, if you were afraid, why did you come with me? I told you I would take charge of this matter."

"What can I do? My son Totti is still in their hands. I don't even know if he's hurt. I'm so worried about him."

Besides, the Allied Army have been defeated. We have no chance of defeating the victorious Allied Army of Viscount Golden Sunflower and Count Black. Why wait until swords are at our throats instead of surrendering now?

Ekmeier was speechless. He hadn't expected his viscount to be so insightful. If he understood this, why was he still so afraid? He was about to surrender, so what was there to be afraid of?

Viscount Boateng probably noticed Ekmeier's expression and said through gritted teeth, "I can't help it either. Look at this army, with its swords and spears like a forest, its armor in perfect order, and the whole army exuding a murderous aura. They even defeated the Duchy's Direct Legion. How can you not be weak in the knees when facing an army like that? Oh dear, I can't take it anymore, you need to help me up."

As he spoke, Viscount Boateng seemed to start to feel weak in the legs and staggered as if he were about to fall to the ground. Ekmeier quickly whispered, "Please bear with it for a moment. I'll get someone to help you. If I make a move, you'll easily expose your identity."

Soon, Ekmeier summoned two men who helped support Viscount Boateng. Just then, one of Ron's guards ran over and told Ekmeier to come see him.

Ekmeier had no choice but to put the Viscount down for the time being and quickly ran over. Ron saw him and said, "The Viscount will be here soon. You can choose two people to come with me to see the Viscount."

"By the way, why did someone faint just now? Could it be some kind of infectious disease?"

Ekmeier quickly replied, "It's not an infectious disease; our people are all healthy."

"The main problem is that your troops are incredibly imposing, General. Many of our Diplomatic Delegation are civilian officials from the territories, and they can't handle such a military force; they're so intimidated they're practically trembling."

Ron smiled smugly when he heard Ekmeier praise his troops. Suddenly, he remembered the territory's security regulations regarding outsiders meeting Victor. They had to be careful of assassination attempts and take precautions.

Ron figured that since the messenger was so timid, he must be safe. So he said, "Well, you can bring two people, right? Bring that person along too. Someone so timid probably isn't an assassin or a death squad member."

This startled Ekmeier, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He stammered, "Lord Ron, our Diplomatic Delegation has so many people, and we can bring many more. It's better not to let this cowardly person appear before the Viscount."

After saying that, Ekmeier wanted to slap himself twice. Luckily, Viscount Boateng couldn't hear him. If he knew that his steward had slandered him like that, he would definitely be furious.

"I told you to take him with you. That's an order. If you don't want to, then you can go back to your territory."

Left with no other choice, Ekmeier gritted his teeth and brought Viscount Boateng along. Led by Ron, they finally met Victor.

This was their first time meeting Victor. Viscount Boal and Ekmeier were thinking about how Victor have looked when he was young, when a surprised voice rang out.

"Father, what brings you here?"