"Prepare to select the remaining 3,100 garrison soldiers."
"Master, you need to give a speech..."
Before Wesley could finish his words, Lynn directly interrupted him.
"No need."
"You can handle the selection of garrison soldiers yourself."
"Then, you will be the one to lead them in military training..."
Listening to Lynn's calm voice, Wesley was deeply moved.
Wesley naturally understood.
That was Lynn's trust in him!
Suppressing the complexity in his heart, Wesley firmly replied.
"Yes, Master!"
"Wesley will never betray your trust!"
With no further instructions from Lynn, Wesley left without hesitation.
Leaping down the steps, he exited the Manor Castle.
Under the watchful eyes of the guards and peasants, Wesley arrived at the muddy open ground in front of the Manor Castle.
Climbing onto a pile of a dozen logs, Wesley surveyed the densely packed figures ahead.
But soon, Wesley remembered something.
He glanced back at the castle wall where Lynn was standing.
