"Eleanor Frost is hereby officially transferred to the Ninth Battalion of the Thirteenth Battle Group, North Wind Legion, to be placed under the command of Battalion Commander Lynch. Lord Lynch, this time... you won't turn me down again, will you?"
He put on a mock-serious face. "I'm an easygoing man, but even I'd be upset if the same person turned me down twice in a row."
Lynch took the transfer order, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he saw the seal and signature.
He gave Edmund a wry smile. "Lord Edmund, you just called me a fox... but what little cunning I have is nothing compared to yours. It's like a firefly trying to outshine the moon."
'This old fox!'
'This wasn't as simple as sending his granddaughter here for experience.'
'He was clearly using this reconciliation as an opportunity to strengthen his ties with me. You could even call it a subtle investment.'
