The Guardian's Sword

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.”

laughed bitterly. His former glory was indeed… left

his sword and armor were taken away by Quill

grounds could he still proclaim himself as

heart, you’re forever

the hundred thousand of your personal guards’ hearts, you

still saluting, his tone and

head slowly and looked at

he saw

Sean hiad

it was the position of a three-star commander, or the armies that he

Sean let

brothers are

as he repeated that over and over

heard it, it sparked turmoil within

his mind, different scenes

thought of the past when he brought his armies for gratifying,

how he slew dozens of the enemy’s commanders solely with

also thought about how majestic it was to lead the millions of

“Phew!”

out a sigh as he raised his arm

“You’ve done well.”

same line of his eyebrows as he said

“… haven’t done

tears gushed out once

afraid that Sean would give up liope, and live the

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

returned his salute, it clearly showed what his attitude

entire situation.

that was on

“Have a seat.”

his

did not lower his arm

sat opposite each other,

was with others had disappeared

deep, profound sense