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.”

former glory was indeed… left in

his sword and armor were taken away by Quill

grounds could he

my heart, you’re forever

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

still saluting, his tone and expression could

slowly and looked at

Zander’s eyes, he saw determination,

phone call from Sean

if it was the position of a three-star commander, or the armies that he could command, he had let it all go just to meet with Sean in River

could Sean let Zander

other brothers are

position as he repeated

it, it

different

when he brought

thought about how he slew dozens of the

about how majestic it was to lead the millions of

“Phew!”

a sigh as he

“You’ve done well.”

palm was at the same line of

haven’t done

tears gushed

deathly afraid that Sean would give up liope, and live

Zander tried with all his miglit, le would not be

had returned his salute, it clearly showed what his attitude

entire situation.

huge weight that was on Zander’s

“Have a seat.”

put down his

lower his

each other,

exuded when he was with others had disappeared without a trace

it was a deep, profound