Despite the news, Edward had no plans to do anything, and he was not prepared to let the events in Turin, thousands of miles away, affect his next plans - at least not yet.

The more this situation ferments, and the balance is broken little by little, the more you need to stay calm and wait for the other person to react first, and then decide what to do and what not to do. Now that the little prince, the little prince, and all the people who stood in Anson's camp, as well as his army, were all in Handi, even if they wanted to react immediately, they did not have the time and opportunity to interfere with the city of Turin, which was far west of the kingdom.

And the man who was now playing against Berrion in the palace, on the hill of Marcherus, was not himself, but the Marquis of Horad Minest—there was no need for him to do anything with this old man, and since the Minestes had put all their bets on Anson, he would certainly not sit idly by.

The only thing that stunned Edward was the news of Gaio Valence - why the Grand Master of the Knights, who was almost a predetermined order, had been invited by Berrion to bypass Mercer Kane and actually agree.

Admittedly, even the best knight is unlikely to refuse, but Gaio's reaction still surprised him, and a faint premonition of not being good spread in Edward's heart, but as long as possible, he didn't want to face such a situation.

It wasn't out of fear, it was more likely to be some special emotion - Gaio Valence was the first to see through him, and to Edward, the chief knight was no less important to him than Leonardo.

The latter gave him attention. And what Gaio gave him was recognition. And some kind of guidance - this cold-blooded man. The same kind of person who relies on an extremely strong purpose to survive, for Edward, he is like the one who walked in front and stepped on the footprints of those who came after him, and borrowed a lot from him.

If he could, he would never want to confront the Chief Knight Captain head-on, just as he never looked forward to the day when he would confront Green Terne, not because he was afraid or unable to do it. I just don't want to.

Asriel made himself strong by abandoning his emotions and crossing the bottom line, while Edward Wittwood, who killed him, regained little by little the humanity that he had lost in his previous life due to various reasons, plus "soul crossing", and more importantly, the meaning of life and the goal of being able to pursue a lifetime.

Maybe, maybe, probably...... For Edward, there may not be more exciting than uncertainty. But only this time, he hated this unknown existence very much.

The silver-haired wizard in the tent was keenly aware of the fluctuations in the heart of the Edward master in front of him, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and he quietly walked out of the tent - Marco Tasker. He wouldn't have put himself in such a situation, especially in such an embarrassing situation.

I just need to do my part. Why do you have to think about it so much?

............ After the stone monument was erected, the entire Legion of Hantu City only stayed in Eaglefall Mountain for two days - it took time to clean up the battlefield, gather the remnants and routs, and capture the prisoners, and for two whole days, from the chief lieutenant general of Greene Turn, to the soldiers of the legion, none of them could be idle, and they were all busy with tension.

As for the captives, of course, they had to be brought back - even the slave traders would not follow the legions to the vicinity of the battlefield of the Iron Cliffs, but at least to a few large towns or important bazaars in the southeast corner.

Of course, in such a closed place, even slaves cannot be sold for money, and most of them will be sent to the Green River Valley and Hantu City, and then how to dispose of them according to the importance of the prisoners, and the problem of the placement of wounded soldiers and the reward of more soldiers needs to be completely solved after all the spoils of war have been disposed of, and it is definitely not something that can be carried over in one sentence.

However, there is no need for the little prince Anson to worry about these things, and there are special people in charge of them - Edward entrusted most of the tasks to the Goodwin Chamber of Commerce, and let the little Goodwin take full control. As the Chief Flag Bearer, he had a fair share of these matters, and the various legions had to receive supplies and rewards from him, even if Edward didn't have the intention of doing so, he could make a fortune out of it.

This was originally the little prince's arrangement, but for some reason, Anson, who had never cared about this, suddenly made a new request, asking Edward to show him all the accounts, and Glynn Turn, as the chief lieutenant, to oversee it - although the situation came suddenly and strangely, it was also very reasonable.

Greene Turn, on the other hand, was already too busy with his work to "supervise" Edward's leisure - he never expected Edward to be so incorruptible, but he also trusted him not to go too far, because that would be too stupid, and Edward was not stupid enough to do that.

"It's a strange order - totally counterintuitive, I mean...... You have always been loyal to His Highness before, and you must know that you have saved his life!" In the military tent, little Goodwin complained to Edward in front of him while lying on the table and writing hard, "It's like saying 'I don't trust you' to your face, isn't it?!"

"But in fact, it's normal to do so, and it's really abnormal what happened before, my dear little Goodwin. Edward waved the quill in his hand with an indifferent expression, and signed his name at the bottom of the parchment: "Especially for the Kingdom of Turin - think about it, if the decree signed by the Chancellor of the Exchequer is not stamped by His Majesty, is it no different from a piece of waste paper?"

"However, the relationship between you and His Highness Anson is not ......"

"You'd better remember this, we are not serving a knight, a noble lord, but the future heir of the entire kingdom of Turin, and for the ruler, there is no one he can trust absolutely, let alone an equal. Looking at the aggrieved little squire, Edward couldn't help but smile: "What's more, even if the little prince does this, doesn't he need the help of the Goodwin Chamber of Commerce, otherwise, what would he rely on to sell those booty and slaves into military pay and supplies?"

That's the same thing...... Little Goodwin couldn't help but mutter, and when he slowly lowered his head, he didn't see a sneer on the corner of Edward's mouth - he was not unprepared for Anson's sudden move, but he had expected it.

His actions in this war are all too obvious - from the Twin Towers Fortress, to the annihilation of the Red Horse Clan, the capture of the Eagle Fall Mountain, and the beheading of Asriel......

If it had been Anson, he might have only taken this for granted, because he was his attendant military attaché, and now, Anson, who was slowly beginning to grow into a ruler, had finally begun to notice and perceive it.

From the day Horace appointed Greene Turn, he understood that the purpose of the other party was to prevent himself from becoming the only trusted confidant on Anson's side, and to prevent his power from expanding so rapidly that he interfered with the absolute authority of the little prince - for the king, this is nothing more than that.

Is...... It's coming a little soon, Edward's face has a little more playful smile, he originally thought that at least the moment when the little prince actually ascends the throne, this kind of thing will not happen, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

But what does it matter? Edward asked himself - had he come to this point like Glynn Turn, or Mercer Kane, intending to be their kind of "loyal servants"?

The answer, of course, is no. (To be continued.) )