Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

Chapter 1842 The Last Dance of TriSec

“TriSec, what are you munching on?” Aqua’s voice cut through the chaos, her eyebrows raised in confusion. While the rest were gearing up for the decisive battle, here he was, snacking away?

“Ha, just fueling up!” TriSec flashed a grin, trying to hide the nerves under his bravado. “I’m about to lead the charge, so I need all the energy I can get!! Can’t afford to falter now!”

Aqua’s usual lightheartedness was replaced with a serious gaze as she patted his shoulder. “TriSec, promise me you won’t be reckless. Freedom’s vital, but so is your life.”

“Seriously? An emotional speech now?” He chuckled, touched despite himself.

He swatted her hand away, trying to brush off the gravity of her words. “Against these minor league Airspace Group goons, I can handle them without–breaking a sweat. Life or death? No sweat.”

“Right, right. Good luck!” Aqua gave him a final encouraging nod before walking away.

“Fall in!” Vachon’s commanding voice cut through the noise, rallying the remaining two thousand troops into formation.

down the last bite of his food and sprinted

her eyes scanning his face. She trusted him implicitly, having stood by her side for

dark sky. While life on the Dark Night Islands had hardened him, his only wish was to remain by Quell’s side. But since she was leaving, he’d risk everything to

Quell didn’t notice the subtle expression on TriSec’s face. While having learned from Emmanuel, she knew that in

Attack! Attack!” The roar of

led the charge, his horse galloping fiercely toward

Bang! Bang! Bang!

TriSec nimbly dodged the

and closer, but

Airspace Group, behind the fortified gate, barely noticed his advance. They were

100 meters… 80 meters!

eyes were locked on the gate, determination blazing. Suddenly, a bullet struck him,

didn’t fall. Instead, he howled in

battlefield froze