Chapter 665

Chapter 665

After receiving no response for half an hour, shots were fired. Xylon informed Flynn of Stellar’s order, and the man was in disbelief. “Are

you sure you told Colonel Orwell that there are two majors from two

different territories here?”

Xylon’s impulsive temperament was one thing, but for even Colonel Orwell to be so impulsive, he was beginning to wonder if he was too

calm.

In the Northern Territory, under the starry sky, Philix was draped in a cloak as he stood at the summit of Mount Boundary. He was gazing at the distant snowy mountains. Behind him, Stellar had just relayed the news from Jonford as well as the orders he had issued.

The cold wind howled, piercing and bone-chilling. Philix remained silent for a long time. Stellar asked, “Warden, are you worried about the capital or the Southern and Eastern Territories?”

“Neither,” Philix answered slowly.

“In that case, are you concerned about the confirmation of that matter, or is it about the young marshal?”

Philix shook his head and sighed. “It’s nothing. Go rest. Also, tell Xylon and the others not to reveal my relationship with Nash.”

After saying that, he walked down the mountain without looking back, leaving Stellar puzzled.

He still could not figure out what was the Warden’s concerns. Could it be homesickness? Philix got into a Jeep and returned to his room in

the Northern Territory base. He grabbed a mobile phone from a box under the bed and dialed a number.

‘Sect Leader!”

“Send two Mystique Loyalty Realm experts from Heavenly Doors to Jonford.”

“Sect Leader, the Fourth and Fifth Elders are currently in secluded

cultivation in attempts to break through to the mid-Mystique Loyalty

Realm. The Third Elder is in Jonford. Currently, we only have the

Grand Elder and the Second Elder…”

“Alright, have them go to Capiton and find Tristan. They are not allowed to leave their posts without my orders!”

“Yes!”

After hanging up the phone, the creases on Philix’s forehead finally eased. The Heavenly Doors’ influence was something he used to deal with the Klein family, but now, he had to deploy them elsewhere.

When he spoke with the country’s leader today, he was instructed or how to handle this matter. The leader also mentioned that he might not participate in the next election anymore due to his advancing age.

In Longford, the prime minister was elected every six years. The current prime minister had been re-elected for three consecutive terms and was the same age as Philix, still in his prime.

Why would he suddenly lose interest in politics? The only possibility was that there was a problem in the country’s capital.

Philix did not have many acquaintances in the capital, fewer more who were trustworthy. Tristan was one of the few people he could

trust.

He did not dare reveal the matter regarding the country’s capital. He had not even informed his trusted subordinates about it. The news would only disturb military morale the moment it got out.

At the base on Mount Tame, Bobby sat in the guest room with the

two majors, enjoying tea. Suddenly, Peggy rushed into the room, her

expression urgent.

“Grandpa Olsen, my grandfather is looking for you!”

Bobby stood up and followed Peggy to the office to answer the phone.

“Bobby, they intercepted a telegram from the Northern Territory just now. They’ll be taking action shortly,” Otis’ voice came through the phone, sounding serious.

“Will they… really dare to take action?”

Bobby’s brows furrowed. While he could withstand ordinary weapons if they used heavier types, he would not be able to withstand them despite his realm achievement.

After a moment of silence, Otis said again, “Release him.

Puzzled, Bobby asked, “Is this the bureau head’s decision?”

“His decision is that we’re responsible for the trouble we’ve caused,” Otis replied calmly.

Bobby sighed. “I understand.”

After hanging up the phone, Bobby turned to Peggy and said, “The

situation has been clarified. The Smiling Grim Reaper had been

impersonated. Release Nash.”