"You heard what I said." Antonio no longer spoke much to the messenger and directly turned to General Nalesho, "I ask that you provide ships for my soldiers. Once the Third Legion has been stationed in Bastion, the fleet can dock."
"Lord Serviati, we in the navy have indeed already reached an agreement with the council..."
But Antonio remained unmoved, "Please dispatch ships for my troops. Since the council has decided on a change of flag, what harm is there in letting my soldiers garrison Bastion ahead of time?"
Ignoring the messenger's stern protests, Nalesho helplessly nodded his head.
Winters, Bard, and Andre, who had already stripped off their armor, received the orders: the first hundred-man squad to assemble immediately.
"It's finally our turn!" Andre excitedly fastened his helmet.
The three lieutenants quickly helped each other don their officer-issued cuirasses and began to gather the hundred-man squad's sections.