[ On the camp of Religias Forces ]
A middle aged man wearing mid-heavy armor with the insignia of the Religias family drawn on it, pushed the other men away who were walking opposite to him, to Hyfelia.
He looked for the main camp and stopped before it and asked.
"Come in." A soft voice belonging to his mistress spoke.
The guy moved the cover and went inside to see the young mistress taking a look at a piece of paper. He moved forward and saw that it was a map of Hyfelia, more specifically one that was close to the house of the late baron.
"Is something the matter?"
"No. Why is there a problem?" She asked in return, not taking her eyes out of the map.
"Why are we going to Hyfelia so fast?"
"Is there any problem with it?"
"No, there isn't." The man tried to explain, "I just don't understand why are we moving so fast so suddenly."
He asked because they were indeed moving faster. In the past few days, when they started this force, they had already planned to move in a steady pace.
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But a few moments ago, he just heard that the commander of the army, his mistress suddenly ordered to increase the pace without any clear reason.
What he doesn't understand is, what happened that changed the woman's mind in front of him.
Samantha looked up from the map and said.
"I know it was sudden but it is for a good reason."
"Take a look from this and tell me what you think, uncle." She took a piece of paper out of the drawer and gave it to her uncle, the captain of the current army, Nance Religias.
Nance took the letter and started reading it before his eyes went wide and he said to her.
"Emhmm" She gave a soft nod. "I received the letter before I gave the order to speed up."
"Why wouldn't he? We have the advantage, a bigger army, one much more trained than his and he is all alone in that large house except for a few pesky guards that can't use a knife better than a fork."
Samantha said and looked down on the map.
"So it makes sense that he wants to parley."
Nance nodded, "Do you think it has something to do with that matter?"
"About his father?... could be. If it is, then he is smarter than we thought he was."
"You mean more coward." Nance put the paper down.
"Coward?... no… I wouldn't say that." Samantha looked up again, "It would be more foolish of him, if he had taken the hard path."
"Would you have chosen such a decision in his place?" Her uncle asked.
"So he is coward then."
"No, my word stands. Besides, not all of us are raised in the same manner." She said and looked back down.
Nance went quiet for a moment. Then he saw her still looking at the map with much concentration.
"If we are to parley then, why are you looking at the map so much?"
"Yes, what if he tried to take advantage of the parley and attacked me."
Nance's eyes went up, "You think he would do that? That is one of the most dishonorable thing one can do."
"I can't say for sure, but I would take It into mind."
"Alright then, I'll go with you."
"Okay" Samantha nodded before remembering something as she stopped her uncle.
"When we reach there… at the parley. I don't want anyone to go with me."
"What!" Nance's eyes went wide. "Are you insane? You just said that this could potentially be a trap for you."
"And I also say that I want to do this alone."
"Just want to see something."
"Is it that important? Can't you do that with us with you?"
"No no," Samantha gave a small chuckle. "That would remove the purpose of it then."
"So you intend to do this then."
"Yes" She nodded, "Don't worry uncle."
She gave a confident look as she said, "Do you really think that he can take me."
"Well that's decided then, I am to meet with him alone and discuss the matter."
Nance gave a heavy sigh as he knew that once his niece had something she wanted to do then nothing can move her until she finishes it.