Chapter 1734


    Warren shook his head. “No, I didn''t.”


    Ares was visibly disappointed by that answer, but still, he asked, “What about Sole Wolf? And everyone


    else?”


    Warren answered, “I left them back at the North to keep an eye on the border. But let''s not talk about


    them. I need you to get me a chopper right now. On the double.”


    Ares wondered why Zeke was making that request all of a sudden. “Why do you need a chopper, Great


    Marshal?”


    “I need to relocate some of Summerbank''s herbs. It''s for an emergency.”


    That didn''t answer anything. If anything, Ares only got more confused. “You want to stuff the herbs in


    the chopper? Then that means you''re going to use a lot of it. What''s the operation, Sir? Why does it


    need so many herbs?”


    “Top secret. You''re not authorized to ask anything about it. Just do as I say.”


    Very well then. Ares shrugged. “I think you should run this through with the president first, Sir. See what


    he says.”


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    “I''m the Great Marshal. I should at least have that kind of privilege, shouldn''t I? Besides, I fought my


    hardest to conquer this ce. All its resources are supposed to be mine. I don''t need to tell anyone I''m


    using my own resources, do I?”


    Ares shot him a suspicious look. At that point, he realized that something was really wrong with Zeke.


    Ares knew Zeke more than anyone, and he knew Zeke respected the president deeply. Even though he


    owned the whole mountain''s resources, he would still tell the president about it if he needed to use a


    large amount of whatever he needed.


    It was how he showed respect, but now Zeke showed not even an ounce of respect to the president.


    “What are you standing there for? Go!” Zeke barked.


    “Very well then,” Ares obliged. Maybe it''s an emergency. A real one. That''s probably why he didn''t run it


    through with the president.


    Ares went to prepare a chopper as per Zeke''s orders, while “Zeke” went to pick all the herbs on


    Summerbank.


    Well, not all of them. However, everything he picked was ripe and worth millions. After half an hour or


    so, he managed to fill a whole basket of it. Satisfied with his haul, he finally stopped and hauled it back


    to the chopper.


    Before he left, he noticed Joseph from the Ministry of Celestial Affairs standing in the corner.


    It was just one look, but Joseph was already starting to shiver. No matter what everyone else thought of


    Zeke, to him, that man was his nightmare. He was a demon. After all, Zeke did cut his limbs off just


    because of a little argument.


    Warren knew he was the inspector of Eurasia''s spiritual drugs and pills, and he started getting some


    ideas. If I can get this guy on my side, the Netherworld will have all the pills and drugs the Ministry of


    Celestial Affairs has stored up over these years.


    Warren told Ares, “Take him with us.”


    Joseph was horrified after hearing that. “W-What do you want to do?”


    “One more word from you and I''ll cut you down, you hear?”


    Joseph shut up. After all, Zeke had cut his limbs off without any hesitation, so he knew Zeke would kill


    him if he put his mind to it.


    Warren had no idea how to pilot a chopper, so he had asked Ares to dispatch two pilots for him. The


    chopper headed toward Devonville Restricted Area as Warren wanted to get some Spirit Stones.


    As of current, Devonville''s Spirit Stone mine was protected by the president''s men. However, as the


    Great Marshal, Zeke had the privilege of withdrawing the stones. And that was just what Warren did.


    He withdrew a whopping hundred pounds of Spirit Stone. It was a huge amount, and the supervisor


    wanted to tell the president about it.


    However, Warren stopped him, “Halt! I risked my life to conquer this mine. It''s my personal property. It''s


    just a hundred pounds. Why should I report to the president? Are you trying to insult me?”


    The supervisor didn''t want to argue with Zeke, but he also didn''t want to get on the president''s bad


    side, so he said, “Sir, this is the president''s decree. Anyone who wants to withdraw more than ten


    pounds of stone must report to him and get his permission. If I let you go, he''ll probably kill me if he


    finds out.”