The Legendary Man

Chapter 739

Chapter 739

Jonathan hummed in acknowledgment before walking back in the direction of Dorian's room.

The moment he passed by, Jonathan flatly remarked, “Dorian, I know you have been listening at the door. Just focus on recuperating and don't do anything stupid. I'll be back with the antidote in half a month at most.”

As the ward's door gradually opened, the exhausted Dorian stared at Jonathan before breaking out a vibrant smile.

“Mr. Goldstein... Why don't I go with you?”

“You idiot!” Jonathan snapped without even looking back. “Other than getting in my way, what else can you do? It's better you stay put.”

Thereafter, Jonathan's helicopter gradually descended upon Northern Crimson Prison, which had been reduced to a pile of ruins.

Standing on top of the building with Reaper beside him, Jonathan wore a grim expression on his face.

“Mr. Goldstein, are we really going to abandon this place?”

Jonathan nodded as he ran his fingers along the exposed bricks that were burning from the heat of the sun.

“Yes. Even though we can rebuild it, this location has lost its strategic value. Besides, Mysonna Army has more important things to do. Perhaps we can revisit the matter once the situation in Chanaea stabilizes.”

“But—” Reaper gave Jonathan a hesitant look before stopping mid-sentence.

His response caused Jonathan to turn and look at him.

“What's wrong? It isn't like you to hold back. You even dared to question me during the upheaval in Mysonna, and now, you're mincing your words?”

“The opposite in fact,” Reaper replied with a sigh.

“It's just that after spending three years here and watching the prison become one of the world's three biggest prisons, I feel saddened by the sight of its crumbling walls.”

“Abandoning Northern Crimson Prison was part of Mysonna Army's strategy.” Jonathan added with a smile, “After we massacred seventy thousand men of the West Region Army, they won't dare do anything for a while. By the way, Lieutenant Reaper, find me a solo locator and mark the West Region Army's location on it. There's something I need to do.”

Reaper was briefly surprised by Jonathan's words before his face reddened with excitement.

“Mr. Goldstein, are you going to attack them? Why don't I come with you—”

“That's not necessary,” Jonathan answered with a chuckle. “I'm just going to retrieve something, and it will only take a few days. Anyway, prepare a vehicle for me.”

“Understood!”

Meanwhile, in Oak Tree Village, which was located in the city of Quakersville, Eva was speeding along the village streets on her skateboard.

“Understood!”

Meanwhile, in Oak Tree Village, which was located in the city of Quakersville, Eva was speeding along the village streets on her skateboard.

As for the villagers, they went about their business as if they were oblivious to her presence.

It wasn't until Eva slid into an alley that the space seemed to suddenly contort. After the surroundings turned back to normal, she vanished into thin air.

Subsequently, a magic seal lit up in a mysterious cave somewhere.

With her skateboard in her hand, Eva suddenly stumbled out of it.

“What kind of lousy portal formation is this? It makes me dizzy all the time,” Eva grumbled as she made her way to the cave entrance with the help of the wall.

“Granduncle, dispel the formation. I'm back.”

Eva's voice was followed by the light around her increasing in intensity. As the cave walls on both sides faded away, a plaza began to appear right before her eyes.

At the corner of the plaza sat two elderly men with white beards playing checkers.

After reaching out her hand to feel the air in front of her, Eva stepped forward once she was sure that the trap formation had been dispelled.

“Grandpa, Granduncle, both of you seem to be in a rather good mood. I'm surprised to see you playing checkers.”

The grumpy Eva walked up to both of them before throwing her skateboard down and sitting on it.

“Eva, you're no longer a child. Why do you still behave like one?”

The relatively more distinguished-looking old man on the right asked with a chuckle as he placed a black piece on the board.

“It's all Wilbur's fault.” With a swipe of her hand, the teapot beside the two old men fell into her grasp. With that, she began gulping down from its spout.

“Grandpa, I must tell you how disobedient Wilbur is. I ordered him to attack the Eastern Army of Doveston, but he turned on me instead. Why don't we teach him a lesson?”

While speaking, Eva made a gesture by slitting her finger across her neck.

However, the old man, Gregory Salladay, gently grabbed her wrist.

“Eva, you should tone down on that murderous intent of yours,” he advised with a smile.

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