Sir Ares, Goodnight

Cole added, "What's more, Jenson is merely a baby. Whether he'll be able to lead the troops to war is another matter. If you lend him the Corvettes so rashly, what if he accidentally fails and wipes out the entire army? How will you face the locals, Grandfather?"

Cole's voice was gentle. Even so, the drawbacks he muttered out had hints of unwillingness to overlook o r spare them.

Grand Old Master glanced at Jenson. Even though he gave out an experienced and knowledgeable aura that was mature well beyond his years, his actual age was barely 14 years old.

If he were to let him lead a group of elite soldiers, Noel was afraid that Jenson would not be able to subdue them.

However, if he were to let him lead a group of ordinary soldiers, he was afraid that he would delay Jenson's time dealing with his matters.

The grand old master was hesitant.

Jenson suddenly uttered arrogantly, "Who said I'll lose if I lead the troops?"

Cole scorned and said, "You know how to lead troops?"

He laughed as if he had just heard the biggest joke.

"Am I entitled

then you're one of

Yorks," Great-grandpa, there's no need to feel troubled because of me. The Ares family motto

borrowing troops from the Yorks' stronghold, I'll do it according to the stronghold's rules.

mouth opened slightly in shock. Jenson's tough attitude of not asking for anything resembled him when

was his

Alright, Great-grandpa will go

But I'll make certain things very clear right now.

nails were plucked off. His eyes appeared to be in

around, for some reason, this guy's intrepid killing temperament completely concealed his gentle and aristocratic spirit. It was as if he had

entire Ares family, and if he were to think about it, Cole

should be worried about

turned gray. Jenson's mouth was genuinely

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