My Players Are So Fierce

Colonel Fraser felt that something was amiss when he discovered that Major Ron and Captain Robinson were missing.

He even used a portal, something typically utilized by foreigners for large-scale movements, to rush back to Crimson Castle, hoping to return to Pioneer Fortress and prevent Ron from doing anything reckless.

However, just as he was preparing to depart from Crimson Castle, he received news from Pioneer Fortress.

He was ultimately a step too late.

Major Ron Rorma Solos, the war hero of Blackflame Mountain Pass, and Captain George “Iron Hand” Robinson were stripped of all their military ranks for the crime of attempting to launch a rebellion.

They are currently being held in the cells of Pioneer Fortress, awaiting further trial by a military court.

Marshal Loren personally instructed Colonel Fraser to immediately return to the front lines at Shadow Valley.

This clearly indicated that Fraser was not allowed to be involved in this matter.

To be honest, upon receiving this news, Fraser had the impulse to immediately return to Pioneer Fortress, but he was a rational person.

Given the Marshal’s temper, not executing these two idiots on the spot meant there was still a chance to salvage the situation.

General Solos, as a longtime friend of Marshal Loren, would not stand by and allow his son to become a prisoner without a clear status, so the likely outcome of this matter was for Ron and Iron Hand to be swept out of the Exploration Corps.

In a way, this was another form of balancing merit and fault.

Fraser’s heart was a mixture of emotions.

He wandered alone through the Crimson Castle, which was no longer bustling due to the wartime regime, and he wanted to find a place to get drunk, if only to temporarily avoid dealing with these headache-inducing troubles.

However, as he walked, he found himself in the administrative district of Crimson Castle.

After hesitating for a moment, he submitted a formal request to the gatekeeper to visit the Crimson Regent, and soon received approval.

It wasn’t that Governor Milian was setting aside official business for personal matters, but rather that since Transylvania had filled many government positions with civil servants, her daily workload wasn’t as busy as before, and she could spare some time to chat with important figures from other countries between meetings and decisions.

The Cape Family, still providing some support for the war, was, after all, an important partner of Transylvania in the Goldenrod Kingdom, and Colonel Fraser clearly had a special status.

But upon seeing Fraser’s deflated demeanor, Milian knew this guy had gotten into trouble.

In her office, she poured a cup of tea for her mentor and listened to Fraser’s account.

After hearing about Major Ron’s ordeal, the Crimson Regent shook her head and said:

“You’re just too anxious to see Major Ron’s strategy.

That cunning fellow, does he not know the outcome of this trip?

He knows better than anyone.

He’s only elevating the Dwarf Marshal at this delicate moment using such an aggressive method.

His purpose is clear: to forcefully bring this issue, which might be temporarily shelved, to the forefront and compel Marshal Loren to resolve it immediately.

He cleverly tapped into the need for public opinion in the Goldenrod Country, holding onto the worst-case scenario.

This matter is causing an uproar within the Exploration Corps.

If not handled properly, the Dwarf Marshal can’t say he’ll lose the morale of his army overnight, but his prestige will undoubtedly be hit.

For a soldier who values honor, this kind of stain will follow him for life.

Although I think Marshal Loren brought this upon himself, he deserves to suffer, I have to admit, I underestimated Major Ron.

Not only is he shrewd, but he’s willing to take a gamble at critical moments.

In comparison, you seem a bit indecisive.”

“I…”

The Colonel wanted to retort, but faced with Milian’s explanation, he was momentarily at a loss for words, finally sighing with his teacup in hand and saying:

“I feel like I’m meeting Ron for the first time.

That intense part of his personality showing in this way is surprising to me.

If it were me, I indeed would struggle to make such a decision.”

“No need to feel that way.

You are the eldest son; he is the second son of the family.

Your responsibilities are inherently different from those destined for him, and naturally can’t be compared.”

Milian has really matured a lot compared to before.

She comforted Fraser and said:

“I guess Major Ron dared to be so direct because he was certain that his departure wouldn’t impact the operation of the Vanguard Camp.

In other words, he believes the chaos he’s caused can be properly managed by you, which is another form of trust.

Don’t let your brother down.

Be careful in the upcoming battles.

If you encounter danger or fall into worse circumstances, your father will undoubtedly stir up a terrifying storm.

In the current situation, that’s an unnecessary disturbance.

Do you need me to arrange for a Psychic to send you back to the front lines, or do you want to rest for a night in the city?”

“I’ll leave soon.

We’ve just secured a position in Shadow Valley, and the soldiers’ morale needs to be maintained.

I also have to hand over with the commanders that Pioneer Fortress will send next; there are many things to do.”

The Colonel took a sip of tea, glanced at Milian, and noticed the ceremonial sword at her waist.

In a low voice, he said:

“So, are you also ready to step onto the battlefield if necessary?”

“If I went to the battlefield, I would just be a burden to others.

After all, I haven’t systematically learned combat.”

Milian smiled, brushed her newly grown red hair, and spoke in a humorous manner: