Inside the Lord's Mansion, Victor had risen early. According to the previous arrangements, he was to depart by train with the follow-up troops that morning.
Victor had just finished dressing and was preparing to leave the room when someone suddenly hugged him. He knew it was his wife, Veronica.
"Veronica, why are you awake so early?"
Veronica only held Victor tightly. "You're going off to war again?"
Victor took Veronica's hand and nodded. "Yes! Sorry..."
Veronica covered Victor's mouth directly. "It's all right. You're doing the right thing. There's just one thing you must pay attention to: your own safety. Little Charlie and I are still waiting for you at home!"
After sharing a brief moment of tenderness with Veronica, Victor walked out of the Lord's Mansion in a full suit of armor. In the courtyard, the guards who had been lined up and waiting had already put his armor on him.
It was just getting light. The sun rose early on June mornings, and as Victor watched the glow appear across the distant sky, he waved his hand and ordered them to set out.
Just as Victor led his guards to the station, Orlando suddenly appeared and stopped him.
Orlando presented an intelligence scroll to Victor. "Marquis, we've received important intelligence from the front line. Please take a look!"
Victor saw that Orlando's face was flushed with excitement. Clearly, this intelligence was extremely important.
Victor picked up the intelligence scroll and opened it at once. After only one glance, he quickly rolled it shut again.
He looked solemnly at Orlando. "Is this intelligence real?"
Orlando nodded heavily. "When it was sent, the intelligence used the Intelligence Department's cipher. It also carried the personal secret marks of the three viscounts, James, Brown, and Markut. It should have been sent only