Pseudo-Villaines

The Two Stress Peoples

The rebels' morale is down. They lost 200 lives that night. A considerable amount considering they only managed to defeat 20 people from the ambush party. Pursuit made. But no, they couldn't find anything.

Hearing the news that his army was being attacked suddenly, Count Feldberg was unable to hide his wrath. He even beat the news bearer to death.

"Damn! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! That bastard dared to do such a thing to me! Cannot be allowed, CAN NOT BE LEFT!"

While cursing, he continued to beat and sign the news carrier. Fortunately, two wolf-masked men broke into his tent and held Count Feldberg to stop his ridiculous deeds.

"That's enough, Count Feldberg. Beating this guy won't solve anything. Do not let anger control you. Please calm down."

Count Feldberg was dumbfounded with the person gripping his hand. Real strong. To the point that he could not move his own hand. He finally gave up. He let the messenger bearer who had fainted be taken away by the knight who stood guard in front of his tent.

"Your team morals are down, Count Feldberg. Instead of doing things for free, you need to raise their morale back."

"Then what should we do, huh!? Do you not have any thoughts at all!? You idiot!"

The black wolf masked man shook his head. He has his own plan.

"Give it to me, Count Feldberg. Today too, the morale of your troops will rise if the count allows me to do it my own way."

Count Feldberg clicked his tongue. He needs instant results. Therefore, he gave both of them the freedom to do what they wanted.

Count Feldberg expelled the two. He wanted to see the results immediately. Letting them linger here would only take up his leisure time.

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"It turns out Feldberg's son of a bitch is undermining my power. That son of a bitch! I will definitely smash it to pieces once I catch it!"

He did indeed sniff out the bad intentions of count Feldberg several times. But there is no clear evidence of his actions. He also could not punish Count Feldberg at will. If he does that, his loyal subordinates will be paranoid and try to fight him in various ways.

This made the pressure he was getting multiply. Just before this news arrived, one of his subordinates had reported that the 100 knights he had sent to slow down the movement of Count Feldberg had not returned.

"Your Majesty, this may not be the right time. But from now on, you need to be more careful. I have no doubt about the abilities of the 100 best Knights you sent. Therefore, I'm sure the rebels have someone extraordinary to keep them from coming back."

Duke Eisen agrees with Goln. He can't be rash. His security was further compromised and there was no guarantee that he would not be attacked.

Duke Eisen is getting paranoid. His sense of well-being gradually began to erode. He could no longer think clearly. As a result, he swallowed all the input from Goln rawly without thinking about it first.

"What should I do after this, Mr Goln?"

Duke Eisen asked in a weak tone. He hasn't given up. But he's stuck. He no longer had the idea to deal with all of this. Fortunately, he had Goln.

"Our plans will not change, Your Majesty. I am sure their plans will not change either. Whatever happens, Count Feldberg and his army will reach outside the gates of Nebelhorn City tomorrow. Let's put the defending army on top of the fort. We will also place archers and small catapults on top of the tower.

"To fill the shortage, you have to turn your population into a militia to stem the enemy's attack. They may not be trained at all. Also inexperienced. But at least, they can be used to buy time."

Duke Eisen's eyes sparkled. As he thought, Goln was very reliable. It's a shame because he's just become his subordinate now.

"Then, let's do it now. I will hold a war council with the Knight captain and my other men. Will you come, Mr Goln?"

Goln nodded with a faint smile.

"By pleasure, your honor."