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Warren gave it some thought before answering, “I see. Since it's the president's decree, then I shall honor it. I'll tell
him about my withdrawal, so come with me, please.”
Warren asked the supervisor to come with him, and he led the poor guy to a remote spot.
The supervisor asked curiously, “Sir, why are you contacting the president here of all places?”
Warren lowered his voice. “It's an SSSS tier secret. Come over and I'll tell you.”
Hmm? A 4S tier secret? That caught the supervisor's attention, and he quickly huddled closer around Warren.
But the moment he did, Warren held his head and smashed it into pieces. “You asked for it. Don't blame me.”
The poor supervisor was confused until his last breath. Even before he died, he still couldn't understand why Zeke
would kill him. After all, he was the Great Marshal, and he treated all soldiers like family. He couldn't fathom why he
was killed for no reason.
Warren went back to the chopper and continued his journey.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe pilot asked, “Where to next, Great Marshal?”
Warren stared down at the land from the skies above. “Yellow Sand River.”
“Yes, Sir!”
The pilot headed toward Yellow Sand River next, and after a few hours of flying, they came to its vicinity and landed
on a sandy spot near the river.
It was a deserted place without even a single hut in sight. The place was desolate, only having a dense forest
neighboring it. If one were to look closer, one would notice the multitude of tombstones hiding among the trees.
Judging from how corroded they were, it seemed that the tombstones had been in the forest for many years.
“Let's go.” Warren led the pilots out of the chopper. “Take all the herbs and stones and move them to the
graveyard. Yes, the one in the forest.”
“Huh?”
The pilots could not believe what they were hearing. They thought the resources were supposed to be for the
soldiers, but little did they expect Zeke to store them at a deserted place like this. What is he trying to do?
“I will kill you if you make me repeat myself.”
“Yes, Sir!”
The pilots stopped asking questions and started hauling the resources into the forest.
They were trained soldiers after all, and that made them a lot stronger than the ordinary men. It didn't take them
long to haul all the resources on the chopper to the graveyard.
After that, Warren told them to haul Joseph over as well, though the poor guy had already got his legs broken.
Once the deed was done, Warren tossed them a pistol. “You may go now.”
“Yes, Sir!”
Just when the pilots were about to leave, Warren suddenly stopped them. “Just where do the two of you think you're
going?”
The pilots stopped in their tracks, wondering why Zeke had stopped them after he told them to leave. “But Sir, I
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthought you told us to leave.”
Warren answered, “I meant to the next world.”
What? The pilots started shivering in fear and quickly kneeled before Warren. “Sir, why are you sentencing us to
death? What did we do to displease you?”
“No. I just want you two dead. Plain and simple. I do have that kind of right, don't I?”
The pilots took a deep breath. “You do, Sir. But—”
Warren whipped out a pistol and tossed it to them. “No buts. I hereby order you to end yourself.”
The pilots looked at each other, despair welling up within their eyes.
“Sir, can we leave a will, then? We have families, and we want them to know about this.”
God, they are so annoying. Warren's patience finally ran out. In the end, he took out his dagger and pierced it
through their heads.
The pilots stared at him in horror as they slowly fell down, their life sapped away. Even until the very end, they
couldn't understand why they were killed.
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