On horseback, Wesley and Earl made it from the square to the city wall.
Both bent over, giving respects to their Lord.
Under Lynn's watchful gaze.
Wesley and Earl, followed by their troops, entered the manor castle amidst the bustling sound of footsteps.
Two minutes later.
Amidst the sound of climbing steps, accompanied by the clattering of armor.
Wesley, leading Earl, arrived atop the city wall.
Their gazes shifted, noticing Lynn still standing at the edge of the wall, they approached without hesitation.
Standing behind Lynn, Wesley and Earl respectfully said.
"Master! Lord!"
Lynn shifted his steps, turning to look at Wesley and Earl, speaking.
"As expected, you two did not disappoint me."
"Tell me about the details of this foreign campaign!"
Understandingly, Earl closed his mouth.
Leaving the reporting tasks to Wesley, the commander of this foreign campaign.
Wesley responded without humility, "Master, your praise is undue."
