After Byner left, the people inside the commander's headquarters turned to Zich. Some admired Zich, while some appeared unsettled by the way Zich treated Byner. 

“You drove the envoy away on your own accord,” the Count said.

“He came to tell you to just surrender anyway. Were you planning to accept it when our enemies’ intention to anger us and make us refuse by sending a traitor is so obvious?”

“Your grandfather is the type of person who would do things like that without batting an eye. Well, you are right. I have no intention to surrender so it doesn’t matter whether he sends me a betrayer or not.” Although it was unbelievable for someone to send back an envoy without asking the superior commander, the Count didn’t disagree with Zich. Other people also did the same seeing the Count’s response. Even the person heavily scowling like he was deeply upset about the situation didn’t raise questions.

“I just came to pick on Byner when I saw that he came as a envoy,” Zich then said.

“…Is that really all?”

“Yes.”

“There’s really no other reason why you came here?”

“That is exactly what I’m saying.”

The Count clutched his forehead. He thought Zich became a brazen...