Chapter 394 Two Letters

Qiao An opened the cloth strip, and several lines of beautiful words came into view, and he immediately recognized the letter from Kantie.

Since Joan left his hometown to report to the military camp, in the past month or so, he has received a letter from Kandy from Delin Township almost every week. Her letters always reassured Joanne.

Today's letter is unusual.

Apart from the routine greeting at the beginning, Conti then described Grandpa Joan's physical condition.

Although she tried to avoid using negative words in the letter, it was not difficult for Joan to see her worry from the lines, and also saw that her grandfather's condition was so serious that he couldn't even open his mouth to eat, and Kantie had to feed him. Taking "God Berry" barely sustains life.

After reading the letter, Joan felt as if a heavy stone had been stuffed into his chest. He was anxious and depressed, and wished he could fly back to Delin Town immediately.

However, this is a military camp after all, and military discipline does not allow him to leave his post without permission.

Just when he was restless, a wave of magic power suddenly appeared in front of him, and a ball of red light emerged out of thin air, dancing slightly in front of him.

Qiao An stared at the light ball for a moment, realizing that this was probably a reply letter from His Excellency the Governor, so he temporarily put down his concern for Grandpa, raised his hand to touch the light ball, and a message appeared in his mind.

Joan read through the text transmitted into his mind by the "short message technique" from beginning to end twice, then copied it out verbatim, and took the manuscript paper to find Lieutenant Colonel Vasa.

George Vassar was hosting the celebration party, and when he learned of the latest instructions from the Governor, he entrusted Major Green to host the party on his behalf, and brought Joan back to his office.

After hastily reading the manuscript transcribed by Joan, the principal of Vasa Middle School heaved a sigh of relief, and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

For more than half a month, he has been worrying about the consequences of killing Sir Jumonville by mistake, which will bring him and the entire regiment, and now he can finally feel relieved.

His Excellency the Governor expressed regret for this unfortunate incident in his reply, and warned him not to make such impulsive mistakes in the future, without a single word of reproach.

He was neither demoted nor deprived of his command, and reminded him not to be careless, beware of fierce retaliation by the Muspelheim border guards using the death of Sir Joseph Jumonville as an excuse. Your Excellency met with General Gates overnight and reached a consensus, and decided to send an additional reinforcement of no less than 300 people to the Nissei Fortress to assist the Vasa Corps in fighting the threat from the south of the Brass Pass.

"Joan, you brought us good news, even more exciting news than the completion of Nisisi Fortress!"

Lieutenant Colonel Vassar put the letter paper into the drawer, lit his pipe, took a deep breath, and sat comfortably in the armchair.

"Your Excellency the Governor will send us a support army. Commander Lieutenant Colonel Anderson is my old friend and your old senior."

"Including this upcoming reinforcement, the total force stationed in Fort Nisisi will exceed 800. The Hailan people must mobilize at least 2,000 elite officers and soldiers to pose a threat to our defense. However, the entire Musbell I'm afraid the Haim colony won't be able to gather so many regular troops!"

"You can't just count it as a regular army, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel. Just as there are a lot of Asa mercenaries in our army, the sea blue people are also supported by jackals." Joan reminded.

"This is indeed a problem. We have to strengthen our vigilance. It is best to eliminate one or two wolf man groups before Louis Jumonville decides to send troops to avenge his brother. In this way, after the war officially breaks out, our pressure will be reduced." greatly reduced."

Lieutenant Colonel Vassar was pacing back and forth with a pipe in his mouth, and suddenly stopped, casting a concerned look at Joan.

"You look ugly tonight, are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine." Joan avoided his gaze.

"If you're not sick, then you have something on your mind?"

"It's really nothing." Joan forced a smile.

George Vassar gave him a deep look, turned and went to the window, and looked out into the night with his pipe in hand, and it was a long time before he broke the silence.

"Joan, these days, I have always treated you as my own younger brother. If I have any troubles that I can confide to others, I will never hide them from you. I hope you will allow me to share your troubles." , no matter what, I am more than ten years older than you, so I may be able to give you some useful advice."

After hearing his words full of sincere emotion, Joan couldn't help but feel his nose sore.

After hesitating for a while, he finally said what was on his mind.

"I received a letter from a friend in my hometown today, and I was a little uneasy when I learned that my grandfather's condition had worsened..."

"So this is ah……"

Lieutenant Colonel Vassar nodded, and turned to him with a gentle smile.

"For comfort, I won't say much. Mr. Thiel is your only relative in this world. You should return to him as soon as possible and give him the strength to overcome the illness."

"But……"

"Don't worry about the army. The employment contract we signed at the beginning clearly stated that your service period will end when the fortress is completed."

"From now on, you no longer need to bear any obligations to the Corps and me personally."

"In fact, your contribution during your service has greatly exceeded what was agreed in the original contract. A thousand gold Duga commission is far from enough to reward you for your work. I will write to Your Excellency the Governor to seek a more reasonable remuneration for you. And the Medal of Honor you deserve."

"Lieutenant Colonel, thank you for your understanding, but I can't go now."

Joan took a deep breath, trying to calm down as much as possible.

"If I don't receive a reply from His Excellency the Governor tonight, I will probably accept your suggestion and return to my hometown overnight to visit my grandfather. However, I have already received that letter, so I cannot be a deserter anyway."

"Joan...how can this be a deserter!"

George Vassar frowned disapprovingly.

"Your Excellency the Governor specifically told you in your letter to beware of the threat from the opposite side of the Brass Pass, and sent additional reinforcements overnight. A calm person like him, if he hadn't heard some bad news, why would he be so nervous?"

Joan sighed, and continued:

"Your Excellency the Governor also emphasized in the letter that once a major change occurs on the front line, it must be reported to him as soon as possible."

"I've noticed this too, but what does it have to do with you?" Lieutenant Colonel Vasa asked inexplicably.

"Mr. Vasa, in the current situation, the so-called 'major change' may happen at any time, but if I leave, who do you plan to arrange to take over my job? Pass the sudden news from the front to His Excellency the Governor who is far away in Leiden Harbor?"

Joan asked blankly.

Today is five more, and there is another chapter behind