Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 511: Arrogance

Abel's words weren't completely unreasonable, but his reasoning was somewhat far-fetched. Thinking that Allen would be able to take down such a large territory with less than a thousand miscellaneous soldiers, how could such a small matter as the military system be difficult for him? However, Alan did not point out anything. He was not interested in helping the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine or anything, nor did he want to interfere in other people's military affairs. His army would arrive in the evening, including Inch Fire and Mountain King. When this army came into his hands, he could play no less important roles than the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine.

Alan watched closely, wanting to see how Jorah would react. At this moment, Ruo La looked at him with a hint of resentment in her eyes. She quickly looked at Abel and said indifferently, "I don't think that's a problem. With Sir Alan's ability, half a day is enough for him to familiarize himself with our systems and arms. I believe that with his ability, the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine will be able to display greater combat strength."

"I also agree with this point." "But don't forget, Miss Jorah, that the Deepsea Scaly is Count Obain's direct army, and that the position of adjutant is of great importance. I think I need to inform the Count if Sir Allen is to be given the position of adjutant on an interim basis. With a note from him, I'm sure Adjutant Abel and the other officers and warriors also have a reason to do so."

"But now that the war is urgent, there is no time to wait for my brother to send me the documents. And I think my brother will agree to my plan." Jorah frowned. She could already tell that Glar and Abel had joined forces to oppose her proposal. If it was just an Abel, it would be fine, but there was still Glar present. As a viscount, Grall still had a little power to interfere in her decision.

"Miss Jorah," laughed Gruel, "you can't play with military affairs. You think agreeing is just your own idea, but it doesn't represent Earl Oban. Otherwise, everyone will show your stance and raise your hand if you think Baron Allen isn't qualified for the position of adjutant."

Without waiting for Jorah to object, Glar raised his hand. Abel naturally raised his hand, and the officers on both sides revealed hesitant expressions. Grar's gaze sharpened as he looked at a few of them. The few of them immediately gritted their teeth and lifted them up as well. They were the men of the army whom Grar had planted, and when they raised their hands, a few other officers, who were privately acquainted with them, raised them hesitantly.

Ruo La swept through it, and at least half of the officers objected. "Uncle Glar, what do you mean?" She said with narrowed eyes.

"Obviously, I'm making a wise choice for you, Miss Ruola. As the head coach, of course you have the right to decide everything. But sometimes, you have to listen to your subordinates' voices and listen to their opinions. Otherwise, if you insist on going your own way, it would not be a wise head coach's doing." Glar said with a dry smile.

While he was triumphant, Oru, who was sitting at the other seat, said indifferently, "Since Sir Gerald is going to vote, I will vote for him. Sir Allen's ability is there, at least I have more confidence in him. Compared to Adjutant Abel's words."

Abel's expression immediately turned ugly. He did not expect Oru to publicly humiliate him on such an occasion. When Oru raised his hand, the officials of the Bauhinia also raised their hands. Seeing this, the remaining half of the officers also voted in favour. As a result, the number of people in favor of the motion exceeded the number of people who voted against it.

"Sir Oru, please understand. This is our Deep Sea Scaled Belle's internal affair. It would be better if outsiders didn't interfere," said Glar with a sullen face.

Oru smiled and said, "I see. But how come I don't know when Sir Grayer became a member of the Abyssal Scaled Girl. Otherwise, why did he take the initiative to vote on his own?"

"You!"

"Alright, put your hands down. Anyway, I've decided …" said Jorah, who was about to get angry from embarrassment.

"Wait a moment." Allen raised his hand and said, "Very much so. A look of disappointment flashed through his eyes, but he still said," Well, since it was Sir Allen's decision, I'll do it reluctantly. "

Originally, this matter should have ended here, but Glar rolled his eyes and suddenly said, "Please wait a moment."

He looked at Allen and said, "Did Baron Allen just say that your army would arrive in the evening?"

"That's right, what advice does the Viscount have?" Alan asked calmly.

'"You know that the Bauhinia Territory is now under the command of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine. Of course, there can't be two commanders in the army. Otherwise, it would be easy to make mistakes. Hey, even though I'm not a soldier, I know that. What do you think, Sir Allen?" Glar nodded.

"You bet."

"Since you also admit it, I think you will probably accept this proposal."

Allen smiled. "Oh, what do you suggest, Viscount?"

"Nothing much. I would like to ask Baron Allen to hand over his troops and temporarily let the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine command them. This will be more conducive to the development of the battlefield." Grar looked at Jorah and said, "There is no harm in leaving this army under the command of Abel's adjutant. I believe that with Abel's ability, he can make good use of this army to assist Miss Jorah and the Scaled Belle of the Deep Sea."

With that, Glar kicked Abel on the stage. Abel immediately jumped up and said, "That's right, we are in charge of this war zone. Naturally, the reinforcements from outside will have to be managed uniformly."

Alan laughed when he heard Ramadan. He smiled as if he had heard a joke, causing the faces of both Glar and Abel to turn extremely ugly. Alan smiled and said, "Adjutant Abel, what if I refuse?"

"You have no right to refuse! Don't forget, Sir Allen, you are only a subordinate of Earl Oban!"

'"You're right, then ask Earl Oban to tell me personally, and I'll consider accepting it. As for you …" Allen looked at Grar with a smile on his face. "And your uncle, the respected Viscount Grar. I'm sorry, but none of you have the right. If you insist on taking over my army, I can only leave immediately."

"Then you have violated Earl Ouban's orders. If you do not help the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine, you will be punished the most severely!" Glar said with a fierce tone.

Allen stood up and said without looking at him, "Then let Count Oban personally come and ask for your guilt. Sorry, I'm not feeling well, so I won't be attending your meeting. If anything happens, let me know."

He brushed his sleeves away, and this action that did not put him in his eyes caused Glar's entire body to tremble with anger. He stood up and shouted, "How arrogant is this? Who does he think he is? He is just a baron!"

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