At the command of Jang Hang-seon, the military officer lightly bowed and began to speak.
“First, what I’m about to say is based on the information our empire has obtained. This information comes from empire merchants engaged in trade, the Italians they met at trading posts, and various books acquired through different channels. Therefore, it’s not perfectly accurate. Please understand this is based on rumors and assumptions about the situation in Florence.”
“So, there’s a chance people might say, ‘What nonsense is this?’”
“I’m confident it won’t go that far. We cross-checked what we heard from multiple sources.”
At Jang Hang-seon’s question, the officer gave a small wry smile and answered.
If the clicking tongue sound starting from Sejong was the most hated thing among the empire’s general bureaucrats, Jang Hang-seon’s curses were number one in the Ministry of Defense and General Command.
Ever since being specially recruited by Sejong, Jang Hang-seon had become the top expert in the empire’s defense sector.
Because he was Jang Hang-seon, meticulous handling of tasks was basic.
If even the slightest flaw or poor handling was found, he would immediately point it out and question it.
If the cause came from someone above him, he would visit that person’s office to confront them.