Chapter 81 Shaar’s resolution (2/2)

Now that the army went north, they only left behind a few soldiers to guard the camp – some auxiliary soldiers and staff responsible for the logistics. Right now, the highest military officer in the camp was the garrison officer. According to the ranking, Sir Bonfret, who had the title of special envoy observer, became the highest commanding officer in the camp.

Just when the garrison officer was dashing towards the main tent, the respected Sir Bonfret was just getting out of his bed. When the garrison officer arrived, he forcefully kicked the attendants who were guarding the door away, and rushed into the tent. The respected knight was still wearing his white silk sleeping robe, and sat there while a blond young and handsome squire was holding a mirror for him. At that moment this Knight, Sir Bonfret, was cautiously smearing a cream made of milk and honey on his extraordinarily beautiful face. It was said that this was one of the most popular skincare products in the aristocratic circle of the Royal Capital. This consisted of goat milk, honey, and several special spices transported from across the sea.

When the garrison officer burst into the big tent, the respected Sir Knight’s face was covered with a layer of white cream. Seeing this officer rushing in without warning, the Sir Knight immediately screamed with a shrill voice: “Scoundrel! Who allowed you to come in?!”

“Lord Observer……there is an important matter that I need to report.”The garrison officer hurriedly told him the things that happened outside with a stern face.

Bang!

The gold box in Bonfret’s hand fell on ground, while spilling the mixture of milk and honey on the wool blanket. This knight’s body immediately started to tremble uncontrollably.

“You, you, what, what did you say? De, de, defeated ……Ha, Hast ……Hasting ……aaa, aatt, attacked……”

The esteemed knight looked as if he would faint any moment. The garrison officer shouted: “Lord! Now you are the highest commanding officer in this camp. Please immediately give us your orders!”

“Agh! Oh, uh……” Only after hearing the officer’s shout, did Bofret recovered from his shock and suddenly jumped up like a rabbit: “Order! What, what order!!”

The garrison officer expression turned ashen and continued to shout loud and clearly: “Of course, it’s giving military orders!! You are the highest military officer and we need you to order us what to do!”

“What, what to do….” Bonfret shivered and suddenly called out half mad: “Of course we run!! Damn! Damn! The damn 2nd Army! Damn the 9th Army!! They were actually defeated!! Hasting is coming! Would we have any way to survive? Who could win against Hasting?! Quick, let’s run! Run for our lives!!”

Like mad, he rushed toward the back of his tent while running barefoot and screamed pitifully: “Men! Pack my stuff! Damn! My coat! My helmet and armor!! Idiot, go quickly fetch me a horse!!!”

The garrison officer’s face started to twitch and dashed in front of him to stop him: “Lord! At time like this, you cannot run! You are the commanding officer here and once you run, the morale of the troops will be inevitably in chaos, we ……”

“Bastard! What did you say!” Bonfret maliciously shoved away this military officer and screamed with shivering voice: “Aren’t you the strongest! Aren’t you the 13th Army! You will resist Hasting until the bitter end! Damn! You should know who I am! What my status is!! If I received an injury, you, you are all going to……”

Giving up on shouting and cursing, he rushed inside the tent and brought several attendants to start collecting his things.

This military officer seemed as if he would spit blood soon. Both of his eyes were red, and his teeth were making a clattering sound.

Exactly at that moment, shouts could be heard from outside the tent, “You aren’t allowed to go in!” Followed by two punching sounds and some other painful noises, the curtain of the big tent was suddenly torn open. Walking in with big steps, Shaar looked at the garrison officer and gave him a nod while saying in a low voice: “You go out first and take care of things. I will deal with this guy.”

The garrison officer naturally recognized Shaar who was one of General Adrick’s Praetorian Guards and constantly at his side. His status was much higher than ordinary soldier, and moreover he heard that Shaar achieved great merits while getting wounded this time. It was said that he would soon get a promotion. His reputation was quite well-known by officers of the rear camp. Although this garrison officer had a higher military rank than Shaar, he was still usually polite towards him. Seeing Shaar coming in, he thought that it was best for him to let Shaar talk to Bonfret since a Praetorian Guard should have more success than a garrison officer. Returning a nod towards Shaar, he went outside anxiously.

Ignoring everyone, Shaar directly went inside while punching and kicking all the attendants who wanted to stop him. When he got inside the inner tent, he saw the knight whose face was still covered with white sheep’s milk and noticed that he was still putting on his robe in panic. Once inside, Shaar immediately grabbed the scruff of the queer knight and lifted him up, before throwing him outside.

This fall nearly broke Bonfret’s waist and he continued lying on the ground for a while and cursed: “You bastard! How dare you act rude towards me! Don’t you know who I am ……”

“I know, I know.” Shaar impatiently waved his hand and curled his lips while replying: ”Aren’t you that pretty boy from the Royal Capital who sold his ass?”

“…………” Bonfret was so shocked that he stared at Shaar dumbstruck. Although his face was smudged with a thick layer of white milk and the colors couldn’t been clearly seen, his face started twitching full of anger after listening to Shaar. Opening his mouth, he suddenly screamed: “You – You bastard! What did you say just now?!”

Getting annoyed, Shaar backhanded Bonfret’s face and half of it immediately began to get swollen. When Bonfret screamed in pain, Shaar pulled out the dagger that general Adrick gave him out of his boots with lightning speed and pressed the sharp blade against his throat while grinning evilly: “Honored knight, this uncle doesn’t care if you sell your ass or sell something else. If you dare to scream again, I will stab you in the throat with this dagger. I’ll let you be the judge of whether or not I’ll do it?”

Although Bonfret didn’t believe in his heart that the other party would kill him, with a dagger pressed against his throat, he didn’t dare to gamble against the guts of this fellow with his precious life – this guy’s face was to ferocious and looked up to no good. With his body which was worth more than a million gold pieces, he could not lower himself to the same level as this lunatic……