The commander sent at the very twilight of the battle to go rescue the troops had not been simply idly standing by all this time, just lampooning about how Lord Parker was going to punish him.
No, in the meantime, he had managed to come up with a few sort of strategies to try and save his skin.
It was just too bad Lord Parker had become too insane to listen to any of them, letting all that plotting go down the drain.
But luckily for the man, Lord Macht was not like that.
Hence at the mention of Lord Kite, the burly man instantly turned his focus to him, his piercing gaze seeming to suddenly ask, 'That's right! The traitorous Margrave ship must have passed by you. Why didn't you stop it?'
Lord Kite could only spit out with the utmost indignation at being so unjustly pointed the finger,
'Bullshit! How was I supposed to know anything? I was busy fighting for my life. So where would I get the time to look around and take in the scenery?'