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.

last bite of his

concern, her eyes scanning his face. She trusted him implicitly, having

in a dark sky. While life on the

face. While having learned from Emmanuel, she knew that in battle, mercy and pity were luxuries they

roar of two thousand

charge, his horse galloping

Bang! Bang! Bang!

his S–rank martiall arts and Taoist techniques, TriSec nimbly dodged the hail of bullets, closing in to a

but no one

They were confident that the gate, identical to the southern base’s, would

100 meters… 80 meters!

blazing. Suddenly, a bullet struck him, sending a spray

he didn’t fall. Instead, he howled in

battlefield froze in