Jean had pretended to be nothing more than a knight enthusiastic about bread and wine, luring me into letting my guard down. He fed me truthful information to build trust, then planted a lie that would lead us into a decisive battle at a numerical disadvantage. Why target me with such a scheme? Because I had the reputation of the Gale Knight and stood at the core of the duchy army's leadership.
In other words, since the duchy army's command would trust information I relayed, Jean had tried to exploit that. But unfortunately for him, I had the scouter. Without it, setting aside questions of reliability, I might well have believed he was just a foolish French knight with an obsession for brioche and wine.
As expected of a knight the Baron of Besançon had entrusted with troops.
