"If you run into any problems, you can have someone come find me at any time."
"I'll immediately assign soldiers to help you resolve them."
"If there's anything still too difficult to handle, you can report it to Lord Wesley in the Manor Castle."
Gavin bent slightly at the waist. "All right, Centurion Earl."
Earl answered, "Just call me Earl."
"If nothing unexpected happens, I'll be leading this unit to be permanently stationed in Morgan Town."
"There's no need for us to be so formal."
Gavin smiled. "All right, Earl."
Earl responded, then turned his head and said in a deep voice to the cavalry, "Make way for Agricultural Officer Gavin!"
Neat shouts rang out from the mouths of the cavalrymen.
"Yes, sir!"
As the shout fell.
The faces of the Free People were all grave.
Under their tense gazes.
The cavalrymen pulled on the reins in their hands, driving the warhorses beneath them to edge over to both sides of the road.
Seeing this, Gavin's brows lifted slightly.
