Chapter 349: 349:Gwen Meet Leon Ex-Fiancee

Chapter 349: 349:Gwen Meet Leon Ex-Fiancee



What a great profile! I can't help but say I am utterly jealous of you."

Leon's lips twitched uncontrollably on hearing this.

'Just which son of bitch wrote this. Just pray you don't get caught by my hands otherwise you won't be dying an easy death.'

After cursing in his mind, Leon decided to showcase his humility.

"This is nothing, sir. I am just overhyped and praised. I deserve nothing as stated in it."

"Over praised, "General Hale spoke, raising his brows and bursting into laughter.

"Welcome to Sector 9 then. I trust your journey was uneventful?"

"Yes, General," Leon replied respectfully, his gaze meeting Hale's gaze.

"We encountered a few issues like space worms, however, it meant nothing due to those mighty cannons still I wonder where these crawling creatures came from."

Hale chuckled, "Too much curiosity might kill you one day."

"Yet I am still breathing and kicking strong."

"Good," Hale nodded approvingly. "Sector 9 values efficiency and precision. Your reputation precedes you, Leon. Your record speaks of a skilled tactician and a capable leader."

'Skilled tactician...Capable Leader...'

Leon felt nauseous hearing the nonsense. Leading the squad was the last fucking thing he would do.

Still, Leon inclined his head slightly in acknowledgment, humbled by the praise from such a distinguished officer after all he couldn't just kick the man who gave him a goodwill smile.

He understood the signal to not to ask about it.

"I understand you haven't been briefed on our current situation," Hale continued, his expression growing more serious.

"The Frontline Sector faces challenges that require decisive action. We need individuals like you, or to say your army. It might lessen our casualties or who knows you alone might be enough to stir a difference."'

'Brutally honest.'

"I am ready to serve" Leon affirmed firmly, his determination clear in his tone.

"Good," Hale said, leaning forward slightly and interlinking his fingers before his chin.

Leon met the General's intense gaze with resolve.

The old coot seemed to say something but was hesitating but after a brief silence, he spoke with a sigh.

"Don't kill Paul...We need him."

"..."

the battle raged on unabated.

"Time to thin them out even more."

Then with a stomp, leaving behind an icy blast underneath, she out and struck her sword.

Blows of ice swords started raining down.

Bearing the brunt, a monster shot at Irina but evaded it, Irina struck the monster back.

The monster howled in pain, thrashing wildly in an attempt to dislodge Irina. She clung to its backdriving her blades deeper into its flesh.

Blood sprayed hot mixing with the acrid scent of smoke and battle.

As the monster's movements slowed, Irina seized the opportunity to deliver the decisive

blow. With a fierce yell, she plunged both blades into its neck, severing vital arteries. The

creature shuddered and collapsed heavily to the ground.

Irina wasted no time in cleaning her blades on the monster's rough hide before resuming her vigilance. Around her, the battlefield continued to rumble with the sounds of combat.

As she took a moment to take a breath, her communicator rang again.

[Yes, Mirabelle....]

[Commanded Leon has arrived and has gone to meet the General.]

The icy expression on Irina melted.

[Okay, please take care of him.]

[Anything I need to do....]

[No, just make sure....]

Irina's expression froze as she remembered a significant matter.

'Damn! How can I forget about that girl!'

'Shit! Who knows what will happen if Leon meets that girl again.'

BOOOOOOM!

Irina snapped out of her thoughts and jumped back while spotting two figures.

She could make out faint outlines of figures two Saint and monster locked in a deadly dance.

In the distance, the roar of the steel armoured dragon echoed, signaling its retreat.

"Thank God...I need to leave now."