"Alright, that's all I have to say. Please feel free to go," Howard concluded as they returned to Nok.
His vassals, along with their troops, dispersed back to their respective domains.
Howard turned to Golan beside him, a slight smile on his face.
"They were all criticizing Lemok's incompetence earlier, yet I did not heed their advice to dissolve the alliance treaty with Lemok. Do you know why?"
Golan, reining in his hunting horse, felt the animal rear up slightly under the tension of the bridle.
Dressed in a leather armor with iron leg guards and distinctive iron shoulder plates, it was evident that Golan had his own approach to battlefield attire.
Hearing Howard's question, Golan speculated, "Could it be because of Count Edward's involvement that you chose not to cancel the alliance with Lemok?"
Howard looked deeply at Golan, surprised.
