"Medivh, now that you've decided to promote a batch of Squire Knights, militia training won't be enough. You need to establish a professional legion and send them to the front lines to gain experience."
After the Kurd Knight Academy was officially established, Draven spoke with Medivh about forming the Kurd Legion.
Militia training wasn't enough. Kurd needed a professionally trained army. Only blood and fire could forge exceptional talent; for countless years, noble families had selected their vassal knights this way.
"Hilda, take some officers and help Medivh establish the legion. Guide their training."
Knowing that Medivh had little experience leading troops, Draven asked Hilda to help him lay the foundations of the legion.
"Audrey, take some Skeleton Warriors and coordinate with Knight Hilda to form the Kurd Legion."
Medivh took the advice and put his Guardian Knight, Audrey, in charge of establishing the legion.
He was a Necromancer lord, and planned to combine Skeleton Warriors and human soldiers into a legion with a distinctly Kurd character.
"You little rascal, you sure know how to shirk your duties!"
Draven laughed as he scolded him.
He'd intended for the legion's formation to bring the two young people closer, but Medivh had acted like a hands-off manager and dumped the whole task on Audrey.
"Medivh, if you're planning to establish a Magic Academy, you can start testing now. The hundred thousand households of commoners allocated by the family haven't been tested for mage aptitude."
Draven didn't dwell on the matter. Instead, he brought up something else and told Medivh to conduct a census and test.
"None of them have been tested for mage aptitude?"
Medivh was taken aback by Draven's reminder.
"Don't think the family is short-sighted, boy. We had no choice."
Draven shook his head. He knew what Medivh was thinking.