The next day, in William Mackenzie's small family home, Cassandra Wood was contorting her face as she listened to her husband's confession. "So, you've been hiding it from me, Bill?" Cassandra asked for the third time. Bill repeatedly replied, "I just haven't told you about it, Cassie." Cassandra snorted loudly again. "Oh, it's unbelievable. How come?" Bill let out a long sigh, already expecting that his wife wouldn't believe him easily. "I started it when I was young, Cassie. Here are some of my other companies. It's all on that list," Bill explained as he pointed to a large folder that contained all of Bill's assets. Cassandra turned to her husband, "I really don't know you. I know very little about you." The woman looked disturbed by that. "So, what else are you still hiding from me? Are you going to give me another surprise later, Bill?" Cassandra asked. Bill sighed, "I've told you all my secrets. But ...." Cassandra began to feel bad. Suddenly, she began to be wary of w
Howard didn't dare to answer and instead only dared to lower his gaze. Sean and Mark didn't have the courage to reply either. But, Bill asked once again, "How many troops do we still have?" Howard swallowed, choosing to answer immediately, "One hundred and one, General." Bill paused. "That hundred and one includes Andrew Reece, General," Sean said. Bill nodded, "Those who survive are those who know about my identity?" "That's right, General," Howard replied. Bill nodded, "Good then." Sean glared in shock, "What makes good, General?" "Yes, that's very good." Bill showed a look of satisfaction on his face. Howard chose to ask, "What's good, General? We only have a hundred soldiers left. How are we going to fight then?" Bill sighed wearily, looking at his three men. "Have you forgotten that numbers aren't everything?" Bill said. "What's important is skill and strategy. Even a small number of troops can win if they have a good strategy," Bill explained. Mark Donovan suddenl
"As to that, I cannot elaborate further, Your Majesty," Bill said. Keannu snorted loudly, realizing that there was no way he could force the great general's hand so he could only say, "Well, then General Mackenzie. It's up to you. If you want to reveal your own identity, no problem." Hearing that answer, Bill immediately said, "Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty." Keannu nodded and let William Mackenzie leave him. Two days later, in accordance with Bill's request, Keannu held a formal party in the courtyard of the palace hall at noon. Everyone began to wonder what was really going on. "I don't know, what's the celebration?" one of the servants asked, preparing for the party. "I don't know. I don't hear anything good happening, but who knows?" "Never mind, we're just servants who have no right to ask questions. Wouldn't it be better if we just got this over with? We don't have much time," a forty-year-old waiter said. A male servant suddenly chimed in, "Could there be a
But then voices began to be heard there. "General Mackenzie?" "The strongest and best general we ever had?" "But where is he now why don't I see him?" Another person then shook his head, "I don't see anyone wearing the General's armor." "Oh, but if this celebration is meant to welcome the return of General Mackenzie, then that makes sense." "I know, but the problem is that I don't see any sign of him right now," another guard said. Keannu Wellington, who was waiting for the men to stop talking, then impatiently knocked on the table to bring things under control. As everyone in the palace fell silent and waited for what their king might say, Keannu Wellington stood up and started walking towards the center. Monica Wilhelm, who knew everything, was now extremely upset with her husband. It seemed Keannu had deliberately wanted to create drama over the welcome. "Oh, I know you all must be wondering. Where is our great general?" Keannu asked as he began his speech. Andrew Reece
Keannu Wellington immediately turned his face and looked at his wife with a look that was so disturbed as if his pleasure had just been interrupted by his wife. However, Monica Wilhelm who was already fearless and so fed up with her husband just stared with a smile, "Husband. Please!" Keannu almost cursed at his wife and vented his frustration at being interrupted but he quickly managed to control himself and returned his smile and said, "You're right, my Queen. I need to stop all this immediately." Hearing that sentence, both Jody Gardner and all the officials in the palace instantly returned to their respective positions and silently waited for the king's action. Once again, Keannu Wellington tried hard not to look too disappointed in front of all the residents of the palace. In a voice that sounded like a wise king he said, "General Mackenzie's presence will never interfere with General Gardner, so stop trying to get one of them stopped because I won't do it." That immediately
"That is obvious. He is a king after all and if his orders are aimed at strengthening our kingdom then there is no reason for us to refuse them," Bill said. Andrew Reece seemed to disagree. He didn't just stand by and let his opinion get stuck in his head. The young man William Mackenzie trusted so much said, "But General. King Keannu seems to have a purpose of his own. This is not only in the interest of the people but also in his personal interest. Is this not a reason to refuse his orders?" William Mackenzie exhaled softly. Currently they were still in the palace courtyard, of course he could not say more because he did not want to disturb the event. However, he couldn't let that happen either so he chose to explain briefly, "King Keannu may have some personal interests but there are certainly other interests related to the people. So, I choose to think about the people's interests rather than thinking about what might be the king's personal goals." Andrew Reece tried to under
Still with a stern look on his face, Andrew Reece replied again, "No leniency or anything. This is General Mackenzie's decision." In the end, the six men left empty-handed. And since Andrew's conversation with them, the news of the strongest general rejecting new troops who wanted to join his army had become a very hot issue everywhere. Not only among the soldiers but also among the palace officials. In fact, some people had already begun to interpret the reasons why the general did not want to accept any more troops. Unfortunately, they expressed their opinions so wildly that they often seemed to judge the legend's decision. Until one day the king of the land also heard the rumors that had been circulating among the courtiers. "Mackenzie is very foolish indeed. He just regained his identity again but ended up tarnishing his own name because of his arrogance," Keannu said one morning as he ate his breakfast with the queen. Monica Wilhelm, who was enjoying her morning bread, re
Before Steven could say anything, someone shouted, "Steven!" The war general he respected so much was calling out to him. It was somehow coincidental, but Steven could sense that Jody Gardner knew his men were talking about him. Immediately, the man left the area and moved towards Jody Gardner. "Yes, General." "Follow me!" Jody Gardner said. Steven bowed, "Yes, General." Steven followed Jody right behind him. They walked away from the training area and only stopped when they were a good distance away from the building. Once he was sure no one had heard, Jody turned around and looked at Steven. "What did you just do?" Jody asked. Steven immediately believed that maybe Jody had actually heard what they were talking about earlier. If that was the case, things would definitely get more serious. "Mercy, General. I'm just saying what I don't like. I don't like it when they talk about General Mackenzie's greatness," Steven said. Jody sighed, "You shouldn't have to do that thing.