Jody Gardner who was wearing his fur coat turned around, looking at Anthony with a puzzled look on his face. "Why are you asking about the defeat penalty?" Jody asked. Anthony moistened his lower lip, looking even more nervous. "Are you saying now that you don't think I'll win? Does your war strategy suck?" Jody asked with a sharp gaze that made Anthony move backwards in fear. "N-no, General. It's not like that, I'm just curious." Jody gave him a probing look before finally answering, "Oh, I see. Death penalty, of course." Anthony was dumbfounded, more like he was too shocked. "Death penalty?" "Yes. Why? Are you scared?" Jody asked. Anthony didn't answer but the expression on his face should have told Jody that he was scared to death. Anthony even thought that maybe his skin colour had turned completely white. "Uh, you shouldn't be afraid." Anthony was still silent, still too shocked. Jody added, "If we win, you will get a huge reward, apart from living in the palace and
Bill did not have time to answer because the king suddenly had guests and was forced to end his meeting with Bill. Bill also had to feel the failure of defending someone. Anthony, who was a historian, was eventually executed with three shots fired at him. The shots hit his vital organs and brought him to death. Two days after the incident, Bill was officially appointed as a War Advisor in the Kingdom of Ans De Lou and began moving to the Gold building to live with Jody Gardner. "You know, Stewart. You got that position after taking the lives of thousands of people, are you happy about that?" Jody Gardner said when Bill first set foot in the building. Bill smiled, "General, I was just following King Keannu's orders." "Oh yeah? Do you think I believe in you?" Jody replied, glaring at Bill. The man obviously couldn't accept Bill willingly. He was only forced to accept Bill on the king's orders. He had already lost, however he didn't want his title revoked so he had to endure despi
"You ... who are you?" Shirley asked stammeringly. The tall, well-built man smiled broadly, "You forgot me, Sister-in-Law?" Shirley nearly fainted at the sound of that voice, staring in disbelief. So did Cassandra who looked shocked, transfixed and stunned at the words of the man in the elegantly handsome black suit. "Bill?" Cassandra said, still in disbelief. "Yes, darling. This is your husband," Bill said, smiling at his wife. Shirley tried to snap out of it, "You ... where could that loser be? Bill turned round and looked at the sister-in-law who had insulted him so often, "Uh, do I have to tell you all the insults you threw at me back then?" Shirley exhaled harshly. Oh, it was definitely Bill, her brother-in-law who was a lowly person. Only Bill would throw out such scathing insinuations, she didn't know any other man who would do such a thing. Cassandra said with mixed emotions, "You ... where have you been? Why did you just show up?" Bill turned to his wife, "We'll talk
"I've put it there," Bill said, pointing to the pile of presents by the door on the right. Peter Green said, "Uh, I've been dying to see that." "Yeah, right. Me too. What will my dear brother-in-law give me?" George said with a wink. However, the wink seemed to be such an obvious mockery that his youngest sister Shirley snickered. But, as usual, Bill was calm and unfazed by the little interruption. The bride spoke up, "Shall we open the gifts from the guests now, darling?" Shirley Wood looked up at her husband and gave him a sensual, alluring smile. Peter replied with a brief peck on the lips, "If you want to, let's do it, darling." "Alright, let's get the host to announce it," Shirley said. Before the newlyweds left Bill and Cassandra, Shirley took a moment to say, "Don't think I expect much from your gift, Bill. I'm just curious." Bill didn't reply. George Wood played with his finger by lowering his thumb, swooping down. Anyone would have easily understood that George was
With trembling hands he touched a gold piece that had a name engraved on it. He didn't know if it was pure gold so he didn't know how to comment. Peter took the large gold disc and began to read in a trembling voice, "General Mackenzie. This is his portrait. Yes, this is unmistakable. This is the image of the war general of the Ans De Lou Kingdom." Peter examined the disc carefully and then smiled. "Gosh, I can't believe I'm touching it." Shirley, who did not understand, asked, "What is it, dear?" "Oh, Dear. Don't you know about this? This disc belonged to this kingdom's war hero. The most powerful God of War ever, General Mackenzie," Peter said as he gazed at the disc with awe. Some people gawked and some began to comment. "Gosh, that can't be real, can it? How can it be real?" "Shouldn't the disc be in the Silver Building? General Mackenzie's residence." "Yeah, I heard that no outsiders can get into it. So, how did he get it?" "Oh, no. Did he steal it?" another said. "It
"Yes, only three." "He didn't miscount, did he?" George was still hopeful that what Bryan said was wrong. Bryan replied, "If he had miscounted, he would have been hanged by King Keannu." Uh, that's right. A royal bodyguard could not have been chosen so easily. A series of tests must have been passed, it was unlikely that the bodyguard would make a mistake in arithmetic. George was forced to ask again, "So, where is the other one?" "My colleague in charge of guarding the place said that Andrew Reece received orders from General Mackenzie to give it to a man named ... wait a minute, I'll ask again. I forgot his name," Bryan replied. Christopher's aura had darkened like a crow clawing at its prey. George, on the other hand, was so agitated that he gripped his mobile phone tighter. He was very anxious, not wanting what was happening to go against his wishes. In the part of the hall where the guests were standing, Cassandra was holding her breath not yet relieved, but Emma was alrea
"Do I need to tell you about this, Gardner?" Keannu asked. Obviously, this was very bad. Keannu Wellington was known to have a high level of decorum and would never offend anyone with his mouth. Jody Gardner realized that the king didn't like him enough to call him by his last name without his title. Not wanting to make things even more unpleasant, Jody hurriedly said, "No, Your Majesty. You don't need to ... tell me. This is your business with General Mackenzie." The corners of Keannu's lips lifted slightly, seemingly pleased with his quick-to-respond general. "Good, if you understand," Keannu said. "So, is there anything else you would like to ask?" Keannu continued. "Nothing, Your Majesty," Jody replied and he quickly retreated from the king's private palace. He was holding back his anger and did not speak a word as he walked. The general hurriedly went outside with Steven faithfully walking right behind him. When they reached the middle of the road, Jody Garder suddenly
"Uh, that ... never mind, I'm just in a daze," Steven replied hastily. He had just realised that he was talking too much. After all, he was General Gardner's direct subordinate, he shouldn't be discussing the matter with others. He could be accused of spreading the general's secrets. Gosh, what had he just done? He had been a subordinate of the war general for two years and had never made a single mistake. So, why did he make a mistake now? Really, Steven wanted to sew his own mouth shut so that he wouldn't spill the beans about his general anymore. Even if it was just a little bit. "Uh, but you said General Gardner just did something. What was it? Did he make-" "No, no. I misspoke. Alright, I'll go first. I have some work to do," Steven excused himself quickly. Wallace looked suspicious, but he chose not to think about it and went back to patrolling. As for Steven, after taking care of the general's sudden leave, he rushed to the dining hall. There, many soldiers were already