"My lord, it's right here."
Ais led the way, with Robson and Valentino following him to a tent in the northeastern corner of the military camp.
The tent was already under heavy guard by several soldiers. The armor they wore bore the crest of the Odogin Family. These were Robson's personal guards, brought from his homeland—an absolutely reliable group.
Ais truly had a gift. Although what he had done wasn't much, one couldn't forget that before becoming Robson's adjutant, he was merely a peasant.
It wasn't that Robson looked down on peasants, but some things you either knew or you didn't. The ability to learn—to see something once, grasp the concept, and then apply it in practice—was one such thing.
Ais grew nervous under the noble lord's gaze.
To be honest, although he had been Robson's adjutant for a long time, he had always been tasked with miscellaneous chores. Even a simple job like relaying orders was usually handled by the Knight Lord named Bo Yang.
