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Chapter 147 The Thrill
The sun set its last rays and the legation's caravan stopped moving.
Locke, as vice-captain, was ready to start ordering the soldiers to set up their tents in an orderly fashion, setting up horse rejects and traps, and before he did so, he needed to report on the situation with the head captain of the envoy's caravan.
"Viscount Cage, are we ready to make camp?" Locke asked one of the men who rode to the forefront of the group, riding a brown horse and looking upright and austere from his appearance.
"Yes, Knight Locke!" Viscount Cage said with approval.
Locke got his orders and started ordering up all the soldiers and servants.
Speaking of the team's leader Viscount Cage, Locke's impression of him is quite good, very few of those hypocritical of other nobles, no matter what they do or say are all a board, if it is not Viscount Cage personally admitted that he did not join the army, Locke suspected that he is the military origin.
This Viscount Cage
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