Mage Joan

Joan opened the cloth, several lines of Juanxiu's words came into his eyes, and immediately recognized Kandy's letter.

Since Joan left his hometown to report to the military camp, in this more than one month, he received a letter from Candi from the town of Delin almost every week. Although the content is just some short chores in the family, but every time Her letter always makes Joan feel at ease.

Today this letter is unusual.

In addition to the routine greetings at the beginning, Kandy is describing the physical condition of Grandpa Joan.

Although she tried to avoid using negative vocabulary in her letter, it was not difficult for Jo Ann to see her worries between the lines, and to see that Grandpa’s condition was so severe that she could not even speak, and Conti had to feed him the elderly Taking "Shenberry" barely sustains life.

After reading the letter, Joan's chest seemed to be stuffed with a heavy stone, which was both anxious and depressed, and he wished to fly back to Delin Town immediately.

However, here is a military camp after all, military discipline does not allow him to leave his post without permission.

Just when he was uneasy, magic waves suddenly appeared in front of him, and a ball of red light emerged out of thin air, leaping slightly in front of him.

Joan stared at the ball of light for a moment, realizing that it was probably a reply from His Excellency the Governor. He had to temporarily suppress his grandfather's concern and raised his hand to touch the ball of light, and a message appeared in his mind.

Joan read through the text that "SMS" came into his mind twice from beginning to end, then wrote it down verbatim, and took the manuscript paper to find Lieutenant Colonel Vasa.

George Vassar was presiding over the gala. When he received the latest instructions from the Governor, he commissioned Major Green to preside over the party and took Joan back to his office.

After reading the manuscript transcribed by Joan in a hurry, the headmaster of Vaasa took a sigh of relief, and a smile of relief appeared on his lips.

For more than half a month, he has been worried about the evil effects of the accidental killing of Sir Jumonville on himself and the entire corps, and now he can finally rest assured.

In his reply, His Excellency expressed regret for this unfortunate incident, and warned him not to make such impulsive mistakes again. In addition, there was no word of blame.

He did not demote him or deprive him of his command. He reminded him not to be careless. Beware of the death of the Musbelheim border guards, taking the death of Sir Joseph Jumonville as an excuse for fierce retaliation. Your Excellency met with General Gates overnight and reached a consensus, deciding to send an additional reinforcement of not less than 300 troops to the Fort Nisesi to assist the Vaasa Corps against threats from south of Brass Pass.

"Joan, you bring us good news, a more exciting news than the completion of the fortress of Nisessi!"

Lieutenant Colonel Vaasa put the stationery in the drawer, lit the pipe and took a deep sip, sitting comfortably on the armchair.

"Your Excellency will send us a support force. Commander Lieutenant Colonel Anderson is my old friend and your old senior."

"In addition to this upcoming reinforcements, the total force stationed in Fort Nisesi will exceed 800, and the Sea Blues must mobilize at least 2,000 elite officers and soldiers in order to pose a threat to our defense. However, the entire Musbel The colony of Haim, I'm afraid I can't make up so many regular troops!"

"You can't just count as a regular army, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel. Just as there are a lot of Asa mercenaries in our troops, the Sea Blues also have the support of jackals." Joan reminded.

"This is indeed a problem. We have to increase our vigilance. It is best to eliminate one or two jackal warriors before Louis Jumonville decides to send troops to avenge his brother. In this way, our pressure will be after the war officially breaks out. Greatly reduced."

Lieutenant Colonel Vaasa paced back and forth with a pipe, and suddenly stopped and cast his attention on Joan.

"Your face is ugly tonight, is it uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine." Joan avoided his gaze.

"If you are not ill, then you are worried?"

"Really nothing." Joan barely squeezed out his smile.

George Vaasa looked at him deeply, turned around and walked to the window, holding the pipe to look at the night, and it took a long time before breaking the silence.

"Joan, these days, I have always treated you as my own brother. If I have something to worry about, I will never hide it from you. I hope you will allow me to share your troubles. No matter how I say, I am more than ten years older than you, maybe I can give you some helpful suggestions."

Joan listened to his words full of sincere emotions and couldn't help touching his nose.

After hesitating for a while, he finally spoke his mind,

"I received a letter from a friend in my hometown today and learned that my grandfather is getting sicker, and I feel a little uneasy..."

"So this is ah……"

Lieutenant Colonel Vasa nodded and turned to show him a gentle smile.

"For comfort, I won't say much. Mr. Tell is your only relative in this world. You should return to him as soon as possible and give him the power to overcome the disease."

"but……"

"Don't worry about the army. The employment contract we signed at the beginning was very clear. Your service period will end when the fortress is completed."

"From now on, you no longer have to undertake any obligations to the Corps and me personally."

"In fact, your contribution during the service has greatly exceeded what was originally stipulated in the contract. A commission of one thousand gold Duga is not enough to repay your work. I will write to your Excellency the Governor and seek a more reasonable remuneration for you. And the medal of honor you deserve."

"Lieutenant Colonel, thank you for your consideration, but I can't leave now."

Joan took a deep breath and calmed his mood as much as possible.

"If I did not receive a reply from the Governor-General tonight, I will probably accept your suggestion and return to my hometown to visit my grandfather overnight. However, I have already received the letter, so I can't be a deserter anyway."

"Joan... how can this be a deserter!"

George Vasa frowned displeasurely.

"In your letter, your Excellency Governor specifically urged you to beware of the threat from the opposite side of Brass Pass, and even sent reinforcements overnight. A calm figure like him, if you don't detect any bad wind, why should you be so nervous."

Joan sighed and continued:

"Your Excellency also emphasized in the letter that any major changes on the frontline must be reported to him as soon as possible."

"I also noticed this, but what does it have to do with you?" Lieutenant Colonel Vaasa asked inexplicably.

"Mr. Vassar, in the current situation, the so-called'significant changes' may happen at any time, but if I leave, who do you plan to arrange to take over my work? Who else can take the shortest time, Breaking news from the frontline to the Excellency Governor far away from Port Leiden?"

Joan asked blankly.

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