Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 1172 Since the night before, Xavier had been fully suited in military attire, standing vigilant and sleepless.

He gripped a massive broadsword, and when the butler spoke, his voice was ice-cold." Don't worry.

Andarov won't fail me.

That bastard Andrew is as good as dead." Though those were his words, doubt lingered in Xavier's mind.

After all, Andarov never took this long to finish a kill.

Nonetheless, the sun was risinghe should be back any minute now.

Andarov, commander of the Blood Wolf Mercenaries, was ruthless and battle-hardened.

Xavier met him while stationed overseas, and after several missions together, they became close allies.

"With the entire Blood Wolf squad under him, it doesn't matter if Andrew has bodyguards.

He won't last five minutes," Xavier sneered, confident.

He was already planning the next stepshold Seth's memorial as soon as Andarov returned, then introduce him to Luna to score even more clout.

Having a famous international mercenary as a personal friend? Even someone as proud as Luna would be impressed.

Suddenly, one of the Haywoods' top fighters came rushing in and reported, "Mr.

Xavier, there's been an incident! Mr.

Markovic has returned to the Srovika Federation." ---- Xavier's brow furrowed.

mean, returned? He left without

"Not exactly, sir...

fallen

He's dead.

body was discovered early this morning in the

of the Blood Wolf squad retrieved his remains and took him back to the Srovika Federation for burial."

"Andarov is dead? Did the bastard Andrew die too? Please tell me he died with him!" The fighter hesitated, then

don't know if Andrew

no reports of trouble

made it out

with fury, like a predator ready to maul

to

protecting him?" Xavier

Andrew took out Andarov alone, thinking there had to be someone powerful pulling strings behind the

Haywoods' fighter trembled and quickly reported,

We looked into it.

Garcia, Governor

Andrew has nothing in

nobodies from Jayrodale." ---- Xavier swung the broadsword, slicing a full set of vintage furniture

were worth at least a million, but

"Bring me my

Andarov couldn't do it,

a soldier of honor!" People from

at the wreckage and the war-drenched aura