Robson sat in his chair, his brow furrowed.
'What is this woman trying to pull now?'
Having witnessed the tragic fate of the North City nobles, Robson was now quite wary of Valentino.
This time, appointing Robson as the nominal Commander-in-Chief had been done without any prior notice, and he had no idea what she was planning.
Valentino watched as Robson's brow furrowed and then relaxed, and she was inwardly surprised.
She had already looked into Robson's background; he was merely the second son of a Baron Clan, and he had only earned his title of Knight a short while ago.
With that kind of status, his clan certainly wouldn't have spent much effort training him.
But this man was remarkable. Not only did he excel on the battlefield, but his performance in the struggles between nobles was also commendable.
Valentino was certain that Robson knew the true reason behind everything that had happened today, and she figured he could probably see through her little tricks.
