"We'll split into three groups. Rogers, you and your men will go with Count Gene to seize the western gate of Greystone Town and ensure we have a way to retreat. I'll have Charles accompany you to deal with the high-ranking creatures in Jorgendigon's army." Brando looked at the four Imperial Court Knights, deliberately emphasizing "Count Gene." In truth, everyone present understood that Brando was transferring command of Count Gene's private noble army to these four Imperial Court Knights. As for the so-called "go with Count Gene," it was merely a fig leaf to save the count's dignity.
Count Gene could only express his dissatisfaction with a low grunt from a short distance away. He was under someone else's roof and had no choice but to bow his head. Besides, to be honest, this arrangement suited him fairly well. At least it was much better than having his own army seized by the other side.
Of course, in terms of attitude, he absolutely refused to show Brando any kindness.
Rogers silently nodded at Brando's order. He knew that the young Grandmaster was not only there to help them, but was also keeping an eye on them. This count could not possibly entrust his army completely to them Cruzian people.
Seeing that Rogers had no objections, Brando nodded in satisfaction. He still trusted these few Imperial Court Knights of Her Majesty the Queen to a considerable degree. Rogers was an upright man who had not picked up any of the bad habits of noble lords. He continued, "Medisa..." But then he saw Merchant's Daughter hopping up and down by the delegation, waving vigorously at him. He could not help sighing. "All right, Roman, I'll leave the delegation to you. There's a bakery called Luoweisi's Compass inside Greystone Town. A secret passage