Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3202 The Establishment of the Aerial Legion

The following morning, Aelion Tarian arrived early to meet Gadel in the royal study.

"Your servant, Aelion Tarian, General-in-Chief of the Aerial Legion, greets Your Majesty. Long live the King," Aelion intoned as he knelt before the desk, his eyes downcast and focused on the floor.

"Aelion, do you know why I decided to entrust you with such a significant position after meeting you only once?" Gadel inquired, seated behind the desk, occasionally popping a grape into his mouth. His eyes gleamed with curiosity as he studied Aelion, eager to understand this mysterious grandmaster who had appeared so suddenly.

From the moment he first saw Aelion, Gadel sensed that this man was anything but ordinary. In fact, he detected a burning ambition within Aelion. For someone like Gadel, such a double-edged sword, if wielded correctly, could be a powerful tool, but if mishandled, it could lead to disaster.

"I do not know, Your Majesty. I humbly ask for your guidance," Aelion replied, his words perfectly crafted to neither offend nor displease Gadel, providing an easy path for the conversation to continue.

Gadel's smile deepened as he observed Aelion. Clearly, someone has given him a crash course in court etiquette last night.

"I sensed a powerful ambition within you. You're not someone content with mediocrity," Gadel said, his tone probing. "Tell me, Aelion, what kind of person are you?"

Without changing his posture, Aelion responded as if unaware of the trap in Gadel's question. "I am whatever kind of person you wish me to be, Your Majesty."

Aelion, placing a hand gently on his shoulder. "Aelion, you are indeed a blessing and a pillar of strength

such an honor, Your Majesty,"

dressed in Gloam Wing uniforms stepped out from behind the screens. "Aelion, these men are

the group with a critical eye before flatly stating, "A bunch of

at his insult, their faces

have a keen eye. You all may leave," Gadel

group

study, but unlike the first, these men varied in height and carried no aura of menace-they appeared

do you think of this group?"

are

them with you then," Gadel

hundred former Gloam Wing soldiers who had just been assigned to him. Once the study doors closed, Gadel's smile faded, replaced

resolute as he swept

reluctantly following him. It wasn't long before they realized that Aelion was leading them down a very familiar path. "Isn't this the way to the Gloam Wing's office?" one of

'Isn't this'? The general is