Chapter 786


    “Well,” Woods exined, “Things haven’t been exactly peaceful at the bordertely. Those b******s


    have been testing the waters repeatedly, and they’ve been getting increasingly brazen with their


    attempts.”


    “However, they dare not go too far because they’re afraid of you. But if you were to attend Paul Hunt’s


    funeral and they were to learn that you weren’t at the border, they would definitely put together a much


    larger assault.”


    Zeke was rather dismayed by this turn of events. “If that’s the case, it looks like I really can’t attend the


    funeral.”


    “Forget it. Tell the old man the Alpha suicide squad has nearly reassembled. When the timees,


    we’ll charge into the enemy’s stronghold andunch an attack.”


    “Haha!” Woodsughed, “I hope you keep your word, Great Marshal. I’ve been recording the entire


    call.”


    The corners of Zeke’s mouth twitched. “You’ve been getting increasingly crafty ofte, haven’t you?”


    “Why don’t you consider joining our Alpha suicide squad? When the timees, I’ll even teach you


    how to brew the Alpha wine we always have before a mission.”


    “Do you really mean that Williams?” Woods asked in a voice choked with emotion.


    “Haha! To be frank, I’ve grown tired of this desk job. I’ve wanted to operate out on the field and fight the


    bad guys like you for a long time now. You’ve got to put in a good word for me with the colonel and


    convince him to transfer me to your squad.”


    Zeke wasn’t sure if he shouldugh or cry. “I was just joking around with you! Don’t take it too


    seriously!”


    Zeke wasn’t sure if he shouldugh or cry. “I was just joking around with you! Don’t take it too


    seriously!”


    “A true man keeps his word,” Woods protested, “How could you joke around like that?”


    “I don’t care! I want to join your squad.”


    “Nonsense, it’s too dangerous,” Zeke objected.


    “Let me ask you this. If you were to follow me on missions, how many enemies can you kill? Ten,


    twenty, thirty, forty or maybe fifty?”


    “On the other hand, you’re able to strategically deploy troops and influence the oues of battles in


    your current position. You would be saving tens of thousands of soldiers, maybe even more.”


    “Now, you tell me. Whose role is more important?”


    “Alright! Alright!” Woods sighed, “Enough with the lecture on politics. The colonel has already given me


    way too many lessons on the topic.”


    “You can just tell me I’m too weak to join your team to my face. Hmph, you’re a terrible sport.


    Goodbye.”


    Zeke was dumbfounded.


    You little rascal! You’ve alreadynded yourself such a high position in the military. How are you still


    prone to throwing these petty tantrums?


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    “Thank god you didn’t allow Woods to tag along with us,” Sole Wolf chuckled, “Otherwise, he’ll be


    hounding me all day to settle our debt.”


    “Oh?” Zeke asked, “And what exactly do you owe him?”


    “Ugh,” Sole Wolf sighed, “I boasted to him that I would get him a jar of Alpha wine brewed by you the


    other time. There isn’t even enough for me! How could I possibly give him any?”


    “The reason it was so difficult to brew Alpha wine in the past was the fact that a Rhodi rosea needed


    to be added for every ten jars brewed,” Zeke reminisced.


    “But recently, I’ve found an herb ntation that’s filled with Rhodi rosea. This time, I’ll make enough


    to go around.”


    Sole Wolf’s was almost drooling after hearing what Zeke had said. “Haha! I’m going to down ten jars in


    one go.”


    Stretching his back, Zeke instructed, “Alright, let’s go to East Skuld to attend Paul’s funeral. Even if I


    can’t turn up, I can at least gift a bannermending him for his heroics.”


    When news broke out that the Great Marshal had bestowed Paul Hunt a banner during his funeral, a


    hugemotion erupted within the entire city.


    Just like they were during Master Williams’ battles, the streets of Rivermouth were emptied once again.


    Nearly the entire city hade down to Paul Hunt’s funeral to admire the words the Great Marshal had


    written in his honor.


    Although they knew they wouldn’t be able to see the Great Marshal, they were more than happy to


    simply admire something he had written.


    When the military handed Shannon a banner with the words ‘National Treasure’ written on it, the


    woman immediately burst into tears.


    Grandpa, you can rest in peace now. Your death has not been in vain.