"So your master is no good, huh."
"Hmm."
General Winter didn't argue; everyone under the heavens who knew the Master of Miracles was aware of Count Thorn's cowardice.
Just like Morgan was disappointing, any Master of Miracles could ridicule them in private.
Of course, Count Thorn was also the subject of such ridicule.
Shut-in, deadbeat, cowardly, lack of ambition, incompetent, waste, garbage, no fighting spirit, weakling...
As a retainer of Count Thorn, General Winter had heard these kinds of remarks for decades.
Do you think he got used to it?
What a joke, how could he possibly get used to it.
But General Winter understood the Earl and knew his situation, "Having met him is my life's honor. He may not be a conqueror, but I am still willing to serve him as king."
"Even if it costs you your life?"
"What did you see?"
"I saw stars."
Grandpa Luwei said, "Last night, I saw a shooting star fall, it was a marshal's star."
"Is that a bad thing?"