Without much hesitation, Limon said, "Very well. I accept your oath. Go, seek out Tatabot and tell him to assist you. Let him know this is my command."
"Yes, sir..."
Mondli took his leave with respect. His oath had been witnessed by the goddess of the sea, "Hydra". From that moment on, his loyalty belonged solely to Lord Limon. This oath was inviolable. Were he to break it, he would be swallowed by the sea, his soul forever imprisoned in the darkest depths of the ocean, never to rise again.
As Mondli departed, his figure vanished from the tent.
For Limon, it was time to immerse himself in work.
"Teresa, prepare paper and ink..."
Figuring out how to train an army and make it combat - effective was a challenge, yet not insurmountable.
Limon was no stranger to military knowledge. He knew precisely what it took to mold a capable army.
First and foremost was discipline, followed by order, and then unwavering obedience to commands.
