How Death Became My Rebirth by Evelyn Florence

Chapter 270

Kenneth pretended not to know anything about it and said respectfully, “I have arranged other tasks for him. He won’t join us for the time being.”

Darren asked tentatively, “Really? I heard you call him Kayden the other day. His name sounds familiar to me. Is he from Drieso?”

Kenneth said, “Yes, he is from Drieso. But you can find a bunch of people who are called Kayden. It’s a common name.”

“Really? It explains a lot.” Darren sighed, “I haven’t come back to Drieso for so many years. I wonder how Drieso is developed now.”

Kenneth said, “You can go back when you get the chance.”

Kenneth turned to Leanna. “Your Majesty, since the problem has been solved. Let’s just follow our plan. When the spring comes, we will come back to this beautiful country. I will pray for its peace.”

Kenneth didn’t want to stay here to discuss Kayden with Darren.

As Kayden said, Darren, his wife, and their sons had lived here for 18 years but never tried to find Cassandra. Kenneth thought there was no need to let Cassandra know this. She had him now and that was enough.

It would be good if everything stayed the same. Kenneth thought he should thank them. If they hadn’t abandoned Cassandra, he wouldn’t have met her.

Kenneth said, “Thank you.”

Kenneth returned to the camp and found that Kayden and others were also there.

After they exchanged information with each other, they worked out a detailed plan.

The negotiation was finally over. At present, more than 98% of the Clusian citizens who

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they could find had gathered in the consulate. There were still a small number of people left in dangerous places. But with Clusia’s flag, no one would hurt them during the truce.

The Falcon Special Operations Force, along with the army, started to search for the rest.

Kenneth finally could spend some time with Cassandra.

He said, “I’ve been busy these days. I must have neglected you.”

it was still hot. After a while, he sweated. Cassandra pushed him

which Kenneth had noticed long ago. Throughout the summer, there were always watermelons in her refrigerator and the temperature in her room

not many fans in the camp. He put two of them in her tent, which had reached

“We both have work to do. Don’t say

Cassandra’s hand and walked toward the door. “Let

walk.”

asked, “Have you

He thought his girlfriend was too patriotic. They finally get a chance to spend some time with each other but

looked worried. “I feel that you are a little absent–minded. What

little stones at her feet and said, “Nothing. Howard and the instructor each sent me a message today saying that there

I haven’t read

it?” He didn’t believe that the best student in this country would have anxiety

thought, ‘How can the others

“What else can it

you, isn’t it?” He knew it was a piece of

haven’t even opened the books. I don’t

thought, ‘I have almost forgotten what I learned in traditional medicine classes, let alone physics classes. It was all theoretical knowledge

Kenneth felt speechless.

apologetically, “Don’t worry. We can go back in a few days. But the vacation that

soldier so he couldn’t

think it was a big deal or she was having a hard time

they went back, they saw a group of people standing outside the camp. They

coming, they began to shout

“Wow!”

been hiding

in hand! Mr. Zelinski should work harder. Hand in hand

Chapt

“Kiss her! Kiss her!”

Kenneth again, she

thought, “This guy is much older

is a fragile little girl. Why is she in love with a man who is

frowned. She was not used to this kind of thing: She

encouraged by his comrades, “Cassie, can I do