The Pioneer Fortress in East Prussia finally welcomed back its master after a not-too-lengthy interval, a joy eagerly anticipated by both sides.
For upon returning to the barracks, Marshal Loren was also filled with a certain simple pleasure.
Ah, at last, no more dealing with those annoying nobles and damned tedious etiquettes. He could return to the simple, efficient, and delightful military routines. After a careful inspection of every key position in the fortress with a few guards, and finding no faults to chide, the marshal's mood improved even more.
Even the rank-and-file soldiers' barracks were exceptionally tidy, which proved that during his absence, his men had not wasted their lives or time.
But merely appearing so would still not satisfy the exacting marshal.
