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

sword and armor

grounds could he still proclaim himself as

in my heart, you’re

hundred thousand of your personal guards’ hearts,

was still saluting, his tone and expression could not be any

slowly and looked

eyes, he saw determination,

call from Sean hiad Zander

of a three-star commander, or the armies that he could command, he had

could Sean let Zander

brothers are all waiting for

same position as he repeated that over and over

it

his mind, different scenes flashed

he brought his armies

dozens of

lead the millions of armies in expanding the lands of their

“Phew!”

a sigh as he

“You’ve done well.”

line of his eyebrows as he said

haven’t

tears gushed out once

was deathly afraid that Sean would give up liope, and live the rest of his life

tried with all his miglit, le would not be

salute, it

entire situation.

huge weight that was on Zander’s heart had finally

“Have a seat.”

put down his arm and

his

each other, face

commanding, arrogant aura that Zander exuded when he was with others had disappeared without a trace before

replacement, it was a deep, profound sense