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The bespectacled man shut up at once.
"You blasted fools are getting more brazen with each passing day. You want the recipe? Then strike a deal. Can't
strike a deal? Then do sR&D. But stealing someone's fruit of labor? Inconceivable."
As one of the top military members, the general knew of these people's plan to stop Matthew on the way. He
admired lads like Matthew, but the Reconstruction Pill contained the potential to bring in untold riches. It was an
allure none could resist. He wanted to help Matthew, yet he couldn't.
He did dispatch a squad to escort Matthew halfway on his journey, but before they could even step out of
Bainbridge, they were recalled urgently, claiming they had to protect Bainbridge from any harm, for the
competition was drawing near. He was also ordered to check for any hazards in the city. That was the
department with the most work. Because of that, he was delayed. Even if he wanted to switch to another
department, his boss would stop him from doing so by giving him excuses.
It was a gof politics, the kind of gGeneral Cobalt didn't know how to play. So, he surreptitiously told the
Cosbys to help Matthew and buy stuntil he could make it to the battlefield. "Tell your employer to take
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthis grievances to me. We're all in the Historic District. I'm probably a stone's throw away from his place. No more
business? Good. Scram."
Just a little more and | could've taken him with me! The bespectacled man was frustrated, but he knew the
general would not let him take Matthew. Left with no choice, he swung his arm forward and led his men back in
shameful defeat.
Once they were gone, the general cracked a smile. "Matthew, | presume? Welcto Bainbridge." He punched
Matthew's shoulder, and the guy winced. "Sorry. Forgot you're a cripple now."
That was hurtful, but at least the general was straightforward. Matthew was surprised a general would cto
his aid. "Thank you, General Cobalt."
"Psh. Thank yous are for girls. You really want to thank me? Then win the championship."
However, the next second, the air around them felt colder. Offended by the general's remark, Freya said, "The
competition shall begin soon. | see you don't have tto make the meds. We'll talk after the competition is
over." She then put her blade on her shoulder and turned around to leave.
"One second." Matthew went ahead and took her aside, then he stuffed a pill in Freya's hands. "I can't make the
meds in time, but take this Godly Emergence Pill. You can rank up with this pill. It's late, so | have to go now." He
gave her the pill he made in Woodside and quickly went back to his team, worried that Freya might refuse.
Freya blurted, "Tellif you win the competition."
Matthew stopped in his tracks and turned around to wave at her with a smile.
"Sure thing." Most people had confidence he could do well in the competition, but only Freya was the one who
believed he could get first place. Aside from him, that was.
The crown prince approached Matthew with a smirk, then he put a hand on Matthew's shoulder. "A tearful
goodbye, | see. Was a bit too dark, but | think that was a present for her, wasn't it? | knew it. She's you lover."
Matthew rolled his eyes and elbowed the crown prince.
The pain made the crown prince clutch his stomach, and he howled. "I'm the crown prince of Mightwater. You
can't do this to me."
"Yeah, yeah. We best be going now, or it's going to be dark."
"Hey, wait for me! Damn it, you can't leavebehind just because you had a sad goodbye with your girlfriend."
They cto the river and washed the blood off them, then with General Cobalt escorting them, Matthew and
his team finally stepped foot in Bainbridge.
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