Viscount Sabian from retreating Allied Forces Headquarters.

“A guest has come for you, My Lord.”

There was only one person in the entire world that Viscount Sabian would address as his ‘Lord.’ Unlike what Siegfried thought, Milton was still in the Headquarters. 

“How many troops?”

“About 20,000 men and led by a man named Nathan, My Lord.”

Milton laughed, then muttered to himself. 

“Huh, a punk I’ve never heard or seen before.”

“Sir?”

“Never mind, it’s nothing. Rather than that, it seems like the plan was a success, Sabian.”

Viscount Sabian smiled in response. 

“That’s because the bait was impressive, sir.”

“Haha…”

Milton chuckled. Then, he shouted out a command for his entire army.  

“We’ll be welcoming guests. Let’s show those reckless Republicans how it’s done!”

“Yes, Sir!”

“Turn around! All of you, turn around! Annihilate the enemy!”

“Wahhh!!!”

With one sentence from Milton, all the troops that had been retreating suddenly turned around and startled the Republicans who had been trying to stealthily attack them from the back.

“How… how are they this fast?”

It was more difficult than it seemed for an entire army to suddenly change directions...