Nance's expression said it all, 'What is Seman talking about? Has Calvin done the impossible?'
'Did he make the enemy surrender through peace talk?... no, that can never happen. Even if the sun rises from the West, Calvin still won't do that.'
But the expression on Seman's face was concerning so Nance didn't make fun of him and genuinely asked, "What happened? Is it that critical?"
"Take a look and you'll understand what is happening." Seman gave him the letter as Nance readily took it and started reading it.
At first he didn't think it could be that bad.
Nance didn't even read half of it as his face darkened and he repeated, "He's going to kill our Golden Turkey!"
"Yep, what did I say."
Nance looked up from the letter and exclaimed, "Why the hell is he letting Henry lead the army into the enemy base? Is he crazy? Henry's never done something like that before!"
"It's total suicide." Seman commented and gestured ahead, "But that's nothing short of what he did next."
Nance returned back to reading and spoke the words, "And that brilliant kid went up and charged by jumping into the enemy base?"
Nance looked up in confusion but Seman only shook his head. He understood what he meant by the next words.
"With one jump, I saw him fly in the sky and dr-… Drop into the enemy base, What The Fuck!" Then he coughed in embarrassment, "Sorry, Commander. I didn't thin-"
"It's okay…" Seman shook it down, "Continue on… there's still more."
'There's more?!' Seman felt his brow crack as he read further.
"With one punch from that tall monster, the enemy defense got completely scrambled as I saw bodies fly in the air. Yet that was nothing short of what happened when he clapped next."
'Clap?' Nance wanted to know what it meant but doesn't ask Seman. He focused on the letter. He's eyes widen extremely and he looks at Seman, astonished.
"He pummeled the whole base with just a clap of his hands!" Nance said, "Is this for real?"
"Well, Calvin may exaggerate a few parts on Henry, but I don't think this is one of them." Seman answered, "Certainly seems like a powerful sigmat ability."
"Yes, Calvin even says that it is invisible and almost unstoppable." Nance said, "That is quite dangerous, my lord."
"I understand!" Seman said and his eyes flashed in recognition, "It might be that ability of his, Sound."
"Sound?" Nance looked confused for a second. Then he understood and brightened, "Oh Sound!... like our voice or practically everything that could cause noise."
"Yes, that one." Seman nodded, "Henry did spoke of me of that ability and said how amazing it is. But I didn't think he was actually telling the truth."
"But with Calvin's letter, this changes many things."
"Hmm" Nance nodded as well, "Who would have known that sound could have such an amazing yet terrifying effect on the battlefield. I always looked at it as a way for the singers and bards to… well, sing fancier."
"Me too, but with Henry's strange use of his sigmat. It shows that some sigmat abilities that are thought of as too basic or useless, could also become extraordinary too." Seman rubbed his chin, "But he must have used it differently than others… otherwise most bards could have destroy a whole bar with just a screech."
"Maybe he has a special way to use it." Nance said, "The letter doesn't anything about him singing or using musical instruments."
"Maybe he used a lot of mana." Seman thought, "Amplifying the noise's effects so high that it truly causes destruction."
"Could be… but that doesn't say what we should do about Calvin." Nance narrowed his eyes, "I understand his perspective but we can't let Henry stand in the front-lines."
"Yes, with the Dragonoir families support definitely gone, we need him." Seman spoke seriously, "And Margaret may seem enthusiastic about letting him enter the fight, but I know her."
"She'll tear the whole city apart if anything happens to her thing."
Nance felt a wave pass through him as he imagined it and shook. Then he looked suspiciously at Seman.
"Wasn't it just a second ago that you denied wanting help from him?"
"Wasn't it just a second ago that you were my second-in-command?"
The person they were talking about on the other hand was completely in a different state than them.
"Cheers!" I raise my glass as the soldiers and officers did the same.
We were inside the broken base of the enemy in an enthusiastic state. Not only did we captured the first base but we destroyed the second one pretty easily.
And who else was it then me that did the most contribution.
What I did today, definitely shook the soldiers to their core, in a good way.
First of all, I took advantage of the happy Calvin and asked for lead in this attack. With most of the officers now vying for me, Calvin easily agreed to it.
Of course, that had something to do with my previous plan working. If it was otherwise, then Calvin never would have listened to begin with. The last base changed my perception of the guy and this one definitely changed a whole lot of things.
For one thing, Calvin's arm was around my shoulder as he drank and sang merrily without any thought of his position.
"The wife said 'Oh no, don't you dare touch me.'"
"Yet the young man pursued her big bottoms!"
The lyrics did not match with the loud tone he sang with. But the song was inappropriate enough to spark fun in everyone as they swayed with the man.
After singing for another half hour, Calvin finally stopped as his barrel of beer was finished.
"MORE!" Calvin yelled loudly beside my ear as I winch.
"Captain, don't you think it to be wise to cut off now?"
"Off? Why in all kinds of hells would I ever think of doing that?" Calvin asked me with an innocent expression you wouldn't expect from a mass killing monster.
"Because you've finished a whole barrel by yourself."
"Oh that?" Calvin shook it with a drunk barf, "Th- That's nothing. I could go for more and I DEFINITELY SHOULD!" He suddenly exclaimed.
"For today, something completely miraculous happened that should be celebrated by everyone!"
"Ay!" The other soldiers said and went back.
"But," Calvin suddenly turned sad, "All of it is your accomplishment… I didn't do anything."
"Of course you did. You made the choice of appointing me to lead and I also saw you fighting like a total maniac." I say as his reddish drunk face smiles with glee.
"I did, didn't I?" Calvin went berserk again, "I Should Be Promoted For This!"
"Of course you should, but if that happens, what will Lord Seman be?"
"Oh, right? I can't take the Lord's position… that's a big- bigga- big no- no." Calvin said between barfs and I could sense a puke storm coming.
I signal to some soldiers who forcefully take Calvin away to rest.
Finally, as I have time to think about today's matter, someone calls me.
"Lord Tax." I turn around and find an undrunk soldier giving me a salute.
"Hm?" I tilt my head, "You're not drunk so I guess you're not one of us. Are you an imposter perhaps?"
The guy started sweating as I laugh, "Just kidding pal, don't get so serious. What is it?" Fresh chapters posted on novel(ꜰ)ire.net
"Here, this letter is for you from the Commander."
"Straight from Lord Seman." I say and open the letter. "Wonder what he wants that he directly sent me a letter."