"So what? When you wet your pants, I am fighting and killing the demon. I have gone through hundreds of battles while you just learn something from a sheltered academy? Can you even apply what you have learned to the battlefield?" Usually, General Allan would back down from the senseless argument but not this time.
A sheltered kid that had never been on a battlefield tried to ridicule him. This was something he would usually overlook but not this time. He was in a bad mood with the decree of the King yet this guy tried to kick him while he was down.
"You…!" Sir Page raised from the chair and had his finger pointed at General Allan.
"You what?" General Allan stood up as well. His two meters towering figure easily dominated the 1.74 meters Sir Page. The latter flinched as he sensed General Allan's aura. He might be an Earl and the opposite part was just a Viscount but General Allan was one of two Primordial Ranks the Warmir Kingdom had.