Chapter 678 I'm A Bit Worried

Although skeptical of Alston's reliability, Lance had no choice but to pay him respect. After all, Alston was the eldest prince of the Holy Dragon Empire, and no matter what he was up to, he would never allow anything bad to happen to their empire.

"I understand, Your Royal Highness. I'll inform the troops that you are now in charge of commanding the Crimson Dragon Army." Lance evidently hesitated for a while, but after gauging the matters at hand, he finally conceded.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Commander in Chief Lance. Rest assured that after I've successfully dealt with the Holy Sea Empire, I will definitely help the Crimson Dragon Army in defeating the Timber Deity Empire. And don't worry, all credits will surely be yours. I won't ask for any recognition," Alston said in his utmost diplomatic tone, slightly chuckling before turning around and walking away.

Even with the verbal assurance, Lance was still perturbed. His sullen face displayed how he remained anxious and alarmed as if something was urging him into paranoia.

"By the way, where is Rocky? My father has specifically told me that he is the primary reason why the Crimson Dragon Army has turned the tide this time. I must see him and personally express my gratitude," said Alston as he stopped, turning around to give Lance a stern smile.

"But Rocky is currently in the front line, directing military operations. I don't think he can leave the battlefield and be here at this moment," Lance answered after thinking for a while, heaving a deep breath at the sudden request of the prince.

"It's only a day. Without him, the Crimson Dragon Army would not collapse. Alright? Go and get him. I will leave this to you, Commander in Chief Lance." As soon as he gave out that order, Alston stormed away from the camp.

A day later, Rocky received a secret letter from Lance. Upon reading its content, his face suddenly turned very cold, his sharp eyes fumed with anger, and his extremely furrowed brows almost met at the center. As he tightly clutched the letter in his hand, a murderous aura enveloped his entire body. Whatever was in that letter surely did not make him happy at all.

"Rocky, what's wrong?" asked Isis. She just arrived at the tent, and seeing the dark aura surrounding Rocky somewhat worried her.

However, the latter kept his mouth mum, not minding the surrounding, and only blankly stared at nothing with evident fury.

This was the first time she had seen Rocky this fuming mad, even looking as if ready to slaughter anyone on his way.

"Rocky, hey! Are you okay?" Isis asked again, now in a softer voice, mindful not to agitate him

is' voice; obviously, she didn't expect her husband to be so young.

"Ha! That means I'm a few years older than you." With widened eyes, her jaw dropped open in sheer surprise. Spirit manipulators didn't care about their ages so much because they had longer lifespans than ordinary people. Even at the age of forty, female spirit manipulators looked like young girls.

"Is there any problem?" Rocky asked, seeing the change in Isis' expression. He only sounded worried, but the smile he was trying to cover gave away how amused he was right now.

"If others ask you how old you are, remember to always say that you are the same age as me," Isis reminded in a firm tone. It seemed like every woman cared about age differences, especially when her husband was much younger than her. Frankly, it was only because she felt quite old.

"Oh, okay." Rocky also knew what Isis was thinking. So, shaking his head, he responded with a smile while gently staring at the cute pout on her lips.

"There! You are finally smiling," Isis uttered, clapping her hands at once. She almost jumped from bliss before continuing, "You have been frowning since we left the camp. I don't know what's bothering you, but I don't like seeing you like this. If you get into any trouble, just tell me. Our marriage may not be genuine, but I am still your wife. And I want to be a good wife to you." Ever since she married Rocky, they had always treated each other with respect and proper distance. Although they were closer now, she still did not feel fully connected to him. Rocky was reserved in sharing everything with her, and Isis––being the woman that she was––wanted to be of help to her husband. Whatever it was that was bothering him, she wished to know and help him overcome it.