A State of Emergency
Victor reached out and took the letter, then gently placed it aside, intending to continue enjoying the sumptuous dinner before him.
However, at that moment, his gaze inadvertently swept over the bright and eye-catching sealing wax mark on the letter, and Victor's movements suddenly froze.
His eyes widened as he stared intently at the small sealing wax stamp. Without hesitation, he dropped his cutlery and quickly grabbed the letter.
He recognized the unique sealing wax seal at a glance—it was clearly Alex's personal seal!
It's important to know that only Alex himself can possess this kind of seal, and it's typically only used on extremely important or confidential documents...
Victor opened the envelope, took out the letter, Victor slowly turned his gaze to it.
At first, he was able to remain calm, but as he read on, his expression gradually became serious.
His brow furrowed slightly, as if he were confused and uneasy about some of the contents of the letter.
He would pause to think, then quickly skim through a few lines. His brows furrowed deeper and deeper, like two deep furrows etched on his once handsome face.
Alex made it very clear in his letter that the Northern Alliance Army was about to launch a general offensive against the Duchy Army, and he had tried every means to persuade Count Colt to change his mind, but to no avail.
He hoped Victor could give him advice on how to persuade Count Colt to delay the start of the general offensive.
After reading the letter, Victor grinned wryly. "I'm so far away, and I'm not a god, how could I possibly persuade Count Colt? Besides, the Count certainly wouldn't listen to me!"
Although Alex was very cryptic in his letter, and even tried to cover up his father's thoughts, Victor wasn't stupid and had long known that Count Colt was wary of him.
After all, he could tell from the earlier orders issued by the Northern Alliance Command Count Colt did not want him to participate in the decisive battle. In addition, the Northern Alliance Army were in a hurry to launch the decisive battle, which must be related to him.
Victor didn't think much of it. After all, he was now a major military leader within the Northern Alliance Army, second only to the Iron Birch Faction, the leader of the Allied Army. It was only natural that Count Colt, as the leader of the Northern Alliance Army, would be wary of him.
If Count Colt hadn't even had this much foresight, he probably would have been found fault with and executed by the previous Grand Duke long ago.
"However, this is difficult; persuasion is futile."
But if the main force of the Northern Alliance Army were to act recklessly, leading to defeat and affecting the overall situation of the Civil War, that would be disastrous!
Victor had a headache, and even the food he loved on the table didn't taste appetizing.
After thinking for a moment, he stood up and left the restaurant.
The guards standing outside the door were somewhat surprised to see their lord suddenly leave the restaurant. Based on their understanding of their lord, unless there was something special, he would always finish his meal before leaving the restaurant.
Sure enough, the squad leader peeked out from the table inside and saw that the food on it hadn't been touched.
He immediately gestured for everyone to follow. The lord couldn't even spare a meal; something urgent must have happened.
Victor went directly to another room in the Governor's Mansion, a small conference room with a huge round table and a large map of the Grand Duchy on the wall.
Victor walked up to the map, crossed his arms, and stared at it in deep thought.
The guards, led by their squad leader, began to stand guard outside the door. The squad leader even whispered a few words to a waiter.
After a while, Victor spoke up and ordered, "Notify all the Regimental Commander, Knight Yellen, and the nobles in charge of troops. I need to call a meeting immediately, and I also need to summon Mr. Gaita of the Interim Management Committee!"
With the order issued, the Governor's Mansion immediately sprang into action, and messengers went to various military camps to notify the officers and nobles who needed to attend the meeting.
After Victor sat down, he suddenly felt a little hungry.
Just as he was about to call a waiter to bring him some food, two waiters immediately came in and brought Victor a steaming bowl of soup and a freshly made dessert.
Victor was somewhat surprised, and after asking a few questions, he learned that his personal guards had noticed he hadn't eaten dinner and had specially instructed the waiters to arrange for the kitchen to prepare another meal.
Victor looked at the food in front of him with great satisfaction. The soup was a light-smelling chicken broth, and the dessert was a sweet steamed bun with various fillings. Even if there was a meeting later, there would be no unpleasant smell.
"That's so thoughtful!"
Victor praised him and noted down the name of the guard sergeant, estimating that the sergeant would soon be promoted.