"Mr. Count."
Looking at Tom in front of him, Huntley felt a little unconfident.
Although Tom took good care of him, he made a big mistake this time.
Looking at Huntley in front of him, Tom knew what he was thinking.
"It doesn't matter. I know what you have done. You don't have to think too much. I just hope that you can do better next time. Otherwise, you can go to find those soldiers who have died!"
It didn't matter if he made a mistake once, but if he made another mistake, then he couldn't solve it by admitting his mistake. That was the problem of his ability. At that time, it was not impossible to abandon him.
"Thank you, sir. I see."
Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief. Since count didn't say anything, he had to seize the next opportunity. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to live on.
After his men left, Tom sat alone in the room and made a new judgment on the current situation.