The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 204 The steel-boned tough lad, saluted with his head held high.

It had been two years since they last met, but the fiery passion in Zander Young’s heart had not ceased.

Outside the door, Harry Clarke stood straight up and tall as he guarded the door diligently.

After hearing what Zander had roared, Harry gritted his teeth and wiped his eyes with his sleeves.

Only people who have been in the army understood the relationship between comrades-in arms.

Only when one has fought in battles together, then they would understand the trusting relationship of watching each other’s backs in a battle, and how that relationship transcends life and death!

Harry Clarke was no rookie, so he could fully understand what Zander was feeling

He also understood how the name that was Scan Lennon was a living legend to the army of the Northwest!

That name was like their religion!

In the lounge, Zander stood tall and firm like an oak tree.

There was pin-drop silence in the room.

However, at that moment, the silence was louder than any noise there was in the world!

Zander’s right hand was firmly by his ear, straight and stiffly at the same line with his eyebrows.

He stared intently at the front, his expression was one of fiery determination.

His red-rimmed eyes were filled with reverence and awe, even if the Sean Lennon before him had already become a cripple.

In Zander’s eyes, Sean had never fallen.

He was like a god in his eyes, the one people called a battlegod, and he was worth Zander’s utmost respect!

According to the military customs, Sean was supposed to salute back.

However, Sean merely reached out his hand, then put it down again as he shook his head.

“I’m no longer the nine-star commander now.”

His former glory was indeed…

his sword and armor were taken away by Quill

grounds could he still proclaim himself as

heart,

thousand of your personal guards’ hearts, you are forever our only

tone and expression

lifted up his head slowly and looked at

Zander’s eyes, he saw determination,

call from Sean hiad Zander

that he could command, he

Sean let

other brothers are all

position as he repeated that over and

it sparked turmoil within

his mind, different scenes

when he brought his armies for gratifying,

thought about how he slew dozens of the enemy’s commanders solely with his own

it was to lead the millions of armies in expanding the lands of

“Phew!”

a sigh as

“You’ve done well.”

the same line of his eyebrows as

“… haven’t

tears gushed

up liope,

so, even if Zander tried with all his miglit, le

returned his salute, it clearly showed

entire situation.

was on Zander’s

“Have a seat.”

his arm

not lower his arm

sat opposite each other,

aura that Zander exuded when he was with others

it was a deep, profound sense of awe,