"Report!"
"Earl, a troop has been spotted fifty miles ahead breaking through the encirclement. It is suspected to be the Noble Alliance Army from the Southeastern province, currently being pursued by the Orc Army."
Upon hearing this news, the atmosphere became heavy. Everyone's gaze was fixed upon Hudson, as though something on his face had caught their attention.
"No matter which army it is, send someone to inform them to hold their position and wait for assistance.
Pass the order; two hours of rest then the army will break camp and set out.
You all go prepare, let's not delay the rescue mission."
Hudson commanded with an unchanging expression.
The mouths of those around him formed 'O's, words that had reached their lips were swallowed back.
The crowd departed, leaving Nelson and Evola, Hudson's brothers, behind. Clearly, they too had a bellyful of questions.
"There's no outsider here now. If you have something to ask, just speak up! No need to hold back!"
