Facing Jason’s earnest questioning, Reed was clearly struggling to follow along. Another potion is needed? But wasn’t it successful? Doubts filled his heart, but the personal servant still sincerely answered, “Such potions are very rare because of one of the ingredients. Even you, my lord, don’t have much of it. The one you just drank should have been the last.” Upon saying this, the personal servant couldn’t help but confirmatively ask. “My lord, have you succeeded?” “But I want to consolidate it further.” Jason nodded, and earnestly replied. “I have a peculiar talent.” Little Reed accepted this answer quite easily. “Indeed, you are truly worthy of being Lord Gerard’s cousin.” The personal servant lowered his voice and said. Since Lord Gerard could master the Charles Burning Technique in a day and become proficient in a month, why couldn’t Lord Jason achieve the same level? What would be wrong with that? And by this time, the personal servant finally breathed a sigh of relief again. At least, with the Charles Burning Technique as a cover, during a battle, Lord Jason wouldn’t be too suspect. After all, aside from being known for his boldness, Lord Gerard’s combat style doesn’t have any fixed techniques. Now, the matter of consideration is the pursuers behind the widow of Fort Swallow and the remaining soldiers. Little Reed didn’t believe that the Federation overseer would make no arrangements. Hence, he divided the five hundred Harbor Guard cavalry into twenty squads to scout for specific news. However, he wasn’t settling just yet. Because by this time, the first five squads of Scout Cavalry should have returned. But at this moment, there was no news at all. And it was for this reason that he chose to rest. It was both to give Jason more time to learn the Charles Burning Technique and to wait for news. He was aware of Little Reed’s arrangements. The personal servant hadn’t hidden anything, having informed him of all plans and arrangements, even though he wasn’t able to offer any effective suggestions. “Based on the time, the first five squads of Scout Cavalry should have returned to the main force before noon.” “But they haven’t yet.” Little Reed shook his head and said. There was a hint of worry on his face. For Little Reed, who was truly in charge of the whole situation for the first time away from Gerard, the pressure was immense. The most obvious result of this pressure was that Little Reed, who seemed calm and steady, had become irritable and less confident. “Accidents can happen at any time.” “What we need to do is to adapt accordingly.” “You and I are the same.” He was not good at strategizing or comforting people. But he knew how to make his stance clear. I’m willing to share the burden with you, it’s just for Gerard. Jason silently mused. “Understood, my lord,” Just as the personal servant was about to say something else, Clip-clop, clip-clop. The sound of hooves echoed outside the carriage. “Lord Gerard, Sir Little Reed.” “There’s a situation.” Outside the carriage window, a Harbor Guard commander spoke in a low voice. Little Reed didn’t respond but instead turned his head to look at Jason, his eyes questioning. Jason gave a slight nod. Immediately, the personal servant pushed open the carriage door and jumped out. Jason followed right behind. “Follow me, my lord,”