Blackwell hadn't finished speaking before he suddenly remembered Arthur's attitude towards taking up a post in India. He hastily suppressed his upturned mouth corners, thinking of his deceased grandmother in his heart, and put on a sad demeanor saying: "The Duke of Wellington has personally written to you, it seems the development of the situation is not optimistic! I really don't understand, you've just properly handled the Caucasus, yet they plan to send you to India! That's India! Civilized people shouldn't go to that barbarous subcontinent!"
Arthur cooperatively furrowed his brows and gently shook his head: "Orders are hard to disobey. Although this is indeed very troubling, it is ultimately the Duke of Wellington's decision."
"The Duke of Wellington's decision?!" Blackwell exclaimed: "You... is it Mumbai or perhaps the province of Madras..."
