Her Graceful War Song



Chapter 906

That evening, Felix and Homer tried several times to find a chance to speak privately with Kevin. However, he was always in the same room as Galen, and the two of them came and went together. Despite their efforts to separate them, they couldn't get rid of Galen.

Finally, they waited until Kevin went alone to the toilet. Homer kept an eye on Galen, while Felix stood guard outside the toilet, waiting for Kevin to come out. Kevin was unaccustomed to the local food and water, so he stayed inside for quite a while. By the time he came out, Felix was shivering from the cold.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

The light was dim in the area. When Kevin stepped out, he saw a shadow and jumped in surprise.

After recognizing who it was, he relaxed and said, "Oh, it's you, General Quinton. You startled me."

Felix stepped closer and was about to speak, but Kevin smiled and said, "If you can hold it in, why don't you wait a bit longer? Let the smell inside clear out."

Felix chuckled.

As Kevin addressed him formally by title, Felix decided to do the same, saying, "I was waiting for you, Sentry Ziegler. There are a few things I want to talk to you about."

Kevin, his voice indifferent, replied, "Don't say anything here. Let's talk inside. Aren't you cold?"

He shivered slightly, feeling his legs numb as though ants were crawling up them.

Felix lowered his voice. "Sentry Ziegler, the generals who were looking for me tonight-they've served under General Sullivan for many years. They're worried about him, so they spoke out of turn. It was an honest mistake." Kevin's tone remained calm, saying, "General Quinton, are you hoping I won't report this to His Majesty? If it was just an innocent mistake, they wouldn't have shouted about it. I advise you not to interfere. Let them say what they want, and you mind your own business. As for me, I'll report as needed. Don't forget, this is the first official mission since you all returned. If it's not done well, your future's as good as gone."

Felix felt the cold settle in his chest at those words.

He even changed his tone, trying to get on his good side by speaking familiarly, "Kevin, let's not bring up the past. Out of consideration for your cousin, Lawrence, just pretend you didn't hear that, alright? We're as good as brothers, aren't we? Anything can be talked through. Consider it as doing Homer and me a favor-we'll owe you one."

"Don't try to use my cousin to pressure me." Kevin waved his hand dismissively, raised his chin slightly, and continued, "You must know that the Crown Guard is now independent of the Mystic Army. We now have six units. Whether I become one of the captains depends on how well this mission goes. As you can see, there are twelve of us. It won't be easy to eam a spot."

Felix stopped him, despite his body shaking from the cold. "Kevin, I know you respect General Sullivan, and I understand that General Dylan spoke in the heat of the moment. But if General Sullivan gets blamed for this, it would be an unjust accusation. General Dylan will also be punished for it."

"That just proves General Sullivan isn't strict enough," Kevin replied. "General Dylan thought he could speak recklessly just because he's in Victory Pass. To say something so disrespectful-if nothing happens this time, something will happen next time."

He pointed at Felix. "Don't follow me anymore, and don't say another word. If you do, I won't hesitate to include you as well if I report it to His Majesty."

With that, he walked past Felix and strode away.

Felix was filled with worry. He wanted to chase after Kevin, but he knew there was no way to change his mind right now. He would have to wait until they were on the road again to talk things over.

At least one thing was certain now-Kevin hadn't told Galen. If he was going to take credit for a report, he

wouldn't have told anyone.

After Dylan and the others left the observation pavilion, they were all uneasy. They made their way straight to Dominic's residence. Dominic wouldn't see them, but when the young generals heard what had happened, they didn't know what to say.

Wyatt couldn't bring himself to scold them, knowing they had acted out of frustration. He had also always been straightforward and often spoke without thinking.

Wallace sighed deeply. "General Dylan, not only have you harmed yourself with those words, but you've also put my dad in danger."

"I'm sorry... Why can't I control my mouth?" Dylan slapped himself in frustration, tears streaming down his face. "I don't care if I die, but if this causes trouble for General Sullivan, I'll never be able to atone for it, no matter how many times I die."