"Can't dismantle the move?" Gessa asked with a stern face.
Mason answered under pressure: "Then we just force our way through."
Gessa stared at the young fellow from the United Province for a while, then suddenly laughed hoarsely, "Aren't you the ones who cherish the lives of common soldiers the most? Now you seem quite unreserved?"
Mason detected the hostility in Colonel Gessa, realizing that not only Woods Frank but also Gessa Adonis was under immense pressure.
"'Only necessary blood shall be shed,' was Marshal Ned Smith's instruction," Mason responded neither humbly nor arrogantly, "And do you remember one thing? The troops Minister Cornelius commands only range between four to six battalions."
As soon as he finished, he still couldn't help but add, "Of course, that's assuming the intelligence you gathered is accurate."
"Of course it is accurate," Gessa said coldly, "More accurate than knowing how many hairs are on my head."
