Chapter 32 The Good Name Spreads
Charjo stood up and looked angrily at General Cardo, but the latter stared at Charles unconcernedly, his cold eyes unwavering.
"General Cardo, are you going to let the blood of the Warriors of Florence be shed in vain, are you going to let the souls of the heroic dead not rest in peace.......? Do you want to embezzle the military merits that belong to us?"
Charles was really angry, this morning Roy saw the banner of the 3rd Cavalry Regiment of Worship, and was overjoyed to explain to Charles the weight of this military achievement, the military merit of annihilating an entire elite cavalry regiment is enough for Charles to get rid of the previous label of "retarded" and establish a new image of a noble man with achievements.
And more importantly, as long as there is a real military merit, Charles can find a way to seek a formal officer position in the Flensian army, although the Marquis of Lorraine is dead, he has many friends and colleagues in the army, and he can take care of Charles openly and secretly, as long as Charles has this military merit, he has a smooth way to rise.
Now that the Shevalier family's backyard is on fire, and the actual rule of the Lorraine realm is no longer in the hands of the Charles, he now urgently needs this military feat to help him dispel the doubts within the Chevalier family about his new lordship.
As long as there is this military merit, it will become a joke for the few small and medium-sized nobles who announced that they will no longer be loyal to the Chevalier family because there is "no one worthy of allegiance", but now that General Cardo said that he would not give the charr military merits, how could the charr not be in a hurry?
"Count Charles, pay attention to your words, your behavior of entering Sbaia to assassinate the Prince of Bouronville this time did not have my permission, I have the right to refuse to recognize your military merits, just now I was outside thinking about the friendship of the Marquis of Lorraine, and I did not want to embarrass you so I acquiesced to your actions, but I can't issue you a certificate of military merit now, I will report the situation to the military department, wait for their approval, if you have any objections, you can appeal to the military department!"
"Waiting for the approval of the military department? Do we still need to wait for the approval of the military department?"
Charles took a step forward, almost three feet in front of General Cardo, his fat and muscular body struck a roaring posture.
However, the medium-sized General Cardo looked at Charles indifferently, counteracting Charles' anger with a cold calm.
After a while, Charles asked helplessly, "How long will it take for the military department to approve it?"
Cardo looked at Charles calmly, and said lightly: "I don't know, maybe soon, maybe ....... It's slow. ”
“........”
"Then please return the flags and booty I have captured, and I will go directly to the military headquarters to appeal!"
"Are you sure you want to do this? Without confirmation from the front-line commanders, the military headquarters will not necessarily admit that the trophies are genuine. Cardo said nonchalantly.
“.......”
"I advise you, Count Charles, I will not swallow your spoils, and your best option now is to wait. ”
Charles clenched his fists in anger, but he did not lose his mind and acted aggressively, flapping the table in the military hall, which was a defiance and provocation to the entire Flensian military.
If in the heyday of the Chevalier family a few decades ago, the table was lifted, and the family with dozens of transcendents could have been able to calm the scene, but now the declining Chevalier family has lost this qualification.
As for sending out dueling invitations, don't be funny, Cardo is a mid-level transcendent in the warrior system, and he can discredit the charr with one hand.
"Even if you don't have a military certificate, you can't stop my reputation from spreading......" Charles slowly calmed down and raised his chin slightly and said proudly.
Cardo smiled with satisfaction and said lightly: "That can only be circulated......."
Charles's heart was blocked for a while, he had already understood the meaning of Cardo and the people behind him, the good name could be passed on to the world, but it was not officially recognized, and his plan to enter the army and use the reputation of the Marquis of Lorraine to make a comeback was frustrated.
Twenty minutes later, Charles walked out of the fortress military hall with a suitcase, and Roy and Byrne, who were waiting outside, immediately greeted him.
"My lord, did you come out so soon?"
Roy took the box from Charles' hand, his arm slamming into it, apparently heavier than he expected.
"Well, let's go back and talk about it!"
Charles was not in a good mood, although his desire at the beginning of the crossing was to be a Taiping nobleman who had no desires and no desires, but what should belong to him was deducted by others, and he was always very unhappy in his heart.
The news that the Count of Bayonne had annihilated the 3rd Cavalry Regiment of Bya with the Knights of Lorraine quickly spread throughout the fortress of North Ferent, and when Charles and his knights came out of the military hall, many Florensian warriors and noble knights had spontaneously poured into the streets to salute Charles and the others who came over.
Charles had never experienced such a scene in his previous life, and he looked at the crowd that filled the streets, not knowing how he should respond.
"My lord, this is your honor, and you should accept it calmly. Roy gave a gentle gesture behind Charles, motioning for him to move on.
Charles walked forward, and the crowd automatically split a path, walking, and I don't know who picked up the head and shouted, and the cheers broke out instantly.
Chevalier........ Chevalier ......."
Chevalier ....... Chevalier ......."
Wherever Charles went, there was a loud cheer, and in a few moments the cheers were heard throughout the fortress.
The unhappiness in Charles's heart has long since disappeared, his body trembled involuntarily, the hot blood in his body was flowing rapidly, and the excitement of honor stimulated his nerves, giving him the feeling of "a big husband should be like this".
It took a long time for Charles and the others to return to the camp of the Lorraine, and Olive and Lola were already waiting at the camp gate, and the little girl's face was already full of tears.
"Charles, you are the pride of our Chevaliers!" Olive said with a grin as she wiped tears from her face.
Charles was about to say something modestly, when a discordant voice brought him a basin of cold water.
"Hmph! The knights of nearly 100 men were all killed, but they came back alone, which is the pride of Chevalier....... Or is it the sorrow of Chevalier?"
“.......”
The blood in Charles's heart cooled down in an instant, and the appearance of Sosa and the others after their death flashed through his mind, and feelings of guilt and self-blame began to creep in.
"Lola, I don't allow you to talk like that, even if Charles comes back by himself, he at least has the courage to fight, he is a thousand, ten thousand times stronger than those so-called nobles in the royal capital!"
Olive suddenly erupted, slamming her teeth and claws at Lola like a cat with a thorn.
Lola obviously cared about Olive very much, and her eyes fluctuated for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure, took a step back, and looked at Charles coldly with her arms folded.
"Lola, you should apologize to Charles, you know what he went through, if not....... He's dead!" Olive was a little dissatisfied with Lola's attitude, and still held her neck and didn't give up.
"Okay Olive Olive is right, I've done a lot of things wrong, but not anymore!" Charles nodded slightly at Lola to apologize, grabbed Olive by the hand, and led her towards the camp.
After returning to Charles' room, Charles opened the box he had taken out of the Military Administration Hall and dumped the contents of the box directly on the table.
"Whoa!"
The unique impact sound of the gold coin is so pleasant, and the shiny color is so dazzling.
"My lord, there are ....... these. Three thousand gold Louis?" As a veteran butler, Roy estimated the number of gold coins in the box at a glance.
"It's three thousand one hundred and fifteen, and among those trophies I have captured are the heads of two eighth-rank transcendents, and they have given the corresponding bounty, but ....... Military merit is not given to me for the time being!"