Chapter 15: Desperate Defense (3)
- - Visigoth POV - -
Ethan Randall, one of the ten Visigoth warlords, continued his march with a bored look on his face.
His second-in-command, Getan, also looked bored.
"It's not right to put a warlord in charge of a decoy unit instead of the main army."
Randall did not respond to Getan's words.
On the contrary, he did not even stop him from speaking.
"More importantly, I heard the Lord of Aquitania is a deplorable fellow."
"Yes, commander. According to our intelligence, the local army is nothing but trash."
"Kkkkkkkkk. I wonder if the lord is having a little fun with his women right now, not knowing what's going on?"
"I'm sure that's what he's doing."
"I can't stand the thought of my spear being stained with the blood of such scum. It's the king's order, so it can't be helped....I'm going to destroy Aquintia as soon as possible. That should prove my greatness!"