Chapter 125 - The Older, the Wiser (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The return of the mayor sent a ripple through the entire city.

Many n.o.bles took comfort in this. In the days since the Delpon knights left, many things happened in the city that bewildered them.

In particular, the powerful Golden Sons, whose “love and protection” for the common people made all the n.o.bles feel uncomfortable.

This was why they desperately needed a bellwether to stabilize their morale and keep them together.

John Junior may be the future mayor of the city, but his popularity and personal charm were nothing compared to John Senior’s.

From the tall Magic Tower, Roland watched the cavalry’s stately return to the castle and the beaming n.o.bles greeting John Senior along the streets at a distance.

He turned back to the desk to sit down. Vivian hadn’t left yet.

Roland asked, “What kind of man is John Senior, the mayor of the city?”

Vivian was glad to chat with Roland. She sat down and told him what she knew about John Senior.

John Senior was now about forty-seven years old, a professional Lancer, and since he was a professional, although he was nearly fifty, he looked as though he were in his early thirties.

His personality was unyielding, and he rarely backed down in a conflict.

In addition, because of his profession, John Senior believed in cavalry above all else.

In his opinion, cavalrymen were the strongest branch of soldiers, so he made supreme efforts to train cavalrymen. However, he was different from other lords who preferred heavy cavalry—he took the path of light cavalry. Apart from being equipped with a lance, some light cavalrymen were equipped with either a one-handed sword or a crossbow and some arrows as secondary weapons.

As for infantry and bowmen, they were, in his opinion, the ones who were more useful in guarding the city, and came in handy in defending from sieges and other outside threats.

As for how the cavalry would siege a city… Taking advantage of the mobility of the light cavalry, when the enemy advanced against them, they would retreat, and when the enemy retreated, they would hara.s.s. They strategically encircled the city, cutting off water and food supplies—within three months, any city would fall without being attacked.

This was John Senior’s method of war.

Because John Senior was one step ahead in the arts of war compared to the other lords, he was undefeated in foreign conquests. This was why he was very renowned in Hollevin.

And in Delpon, his will would be executed to a T.

Hm… Sounds like a troublesome man.

Roland thought that they—the four players—who were still in Delpon might encounter some trouble when John Senior returned.

In fact, Roland’s intuition was quite right.

It was late at night after the triumphal banquet.

However, the castle was still brightly lit.

This time, John Senior had prevailed against foreign forces once again and brought back plenty of spoils of war. In other words, Delpon had become richer.

In the bedroom on the second floor, John Senior was sitting on a chair in his loose pajamas. John Junior was about eighty percent similar in appearance, except John Senior seemed more mature.

John Junior sat across from him, looking a little ill at ease.

“I’ve heard about the specifics.” John Senior took a sip of fruit wine and said with a smile, “You did a good job. You kept your temper and didn’t act recklessly toward four undying professionals.”

John Junior, who had been worried that his father would blame him for not being tough enough, was relieved to be praised unexpectedly.