"Just call him to ask, and wasn't there three of them? Where are the other two? Call them all over, I want to hear about their experiences along the way, and I have no idea how they got to Orland."
Trosa waved his hand in good humor, preparing to have his attendants summon those brave out-of-town youths to inquire about their story.
Although he didn't manage to personally slay the fleeing enemy, if he could find a few young men worth cultivating, it would be considered an unexpected gain.
The attendant responsible for summoning had just turned around to leave when he saw a knight, who had been on guard outside the village, hurriedly run into the hall.
"General, a Scout Rider on patrol reports that a troop is approaching this place; he saw the Thorny Flower banner, it should be an army of the Farolis Family," reported the knight, removing his helmet and bowing with a hand on his chest.
"Oh? Baron Eriv's response is swift indeed," said Trosa, somewhat surprised.
