Chapter 203 Making Clothes for Her

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When Garrett saw the two of them approach, he stashed his spear and leapt into the air. Without missing a beat, the spear flew straight toward Anthony.

The spear shot forward like lightning. Anthony nearly had a heart attack. His body jerked backward, barely dodging the spear as it whisked past his face. He hit the ground with a thud.

Garrett let out a loud laugh. “Nice reflexes!”

Anthony slowly picked himself up, his legs wobbling like jelly. He cursed in his head, What a cold–hearted old bastard. Called me here just to try and kill me.

Isolde was equally shocked. He quickly reached out to help Bentley up. “Grandpa, this is insane! If he hadn’t dodged in time, he’d be a goner.

Garrett just grinned. “Let’s have a look at the spearhead.”

Anthony glanced back, confused. He saw that the spearhead was unnervingly white–whiter than any normal steel spear. “What’s this?”

But before he could say anything else, Isolde had already picked it up. He squeezed it, eyes widening. “It’s paper!”

Not just the spearhead–everything, the whole spear, was made of paper.

Anthony was dumbfounded. To turn soft paper into something so tough and sharp? How did he manage that? What kind of insane internal power must that take?

Garrett chuckled. “By the time the spear hit, I’d already used up most of my strength. If you hadn’t dodged. it would’ve just left a bruise at worst.”

Anthony gave him an appreciative thumbs–up. “You’re amazing, Marshal Sharp. Seriously.”

Garrett snapped his fingers, and someone quickly set up coffee. He led the two of them over to sit down.

“So, your name’s Anthony Bentley, huh?” he asked, waving his sleeve nonchalantly.

Anthony, no longer brimming with his usual arrogance, lowered his head in respect. “Yes, my lord.”

Garrett gave him a nod. “Nice name.”

blinked, confused. “Nice name?”

course. A name like yours symbolize strength and priceless.” He slapped Anthony on the back with a grin.

Strength? Priceless?

exactly a scholar. Still, he figured if a Great Marshal said it, it must be true.

off that cliff, you searched for three days

Isolde and I go way back. L… I had to do

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Making Clothes for Her

All Pearls

I know. It’s rare to see someone so loyal. You two must have a deep band. I

respected him, this guy was getting a

ever thought about joining the military? You’ve got the making of a soldier. You won’t die too fast, at

chat with Isolde, he’d started questioning his life choices. Am I really just

blurted out, “Yeah….I’d

a shot? No. You need to make up your mind.

afraid of hardship!” Anthony said, mustering all the courage he could.

Since you’re so determined, pack your things and

turned to Garrett and asked, “Grandpa, who’s the

“It’s

go to Zloimond?” She hadn’t heard about

King issued

heart skipped a beat, a surge of excitement rushing

expression, raised an eyebrow.

off her face and shook her head. “Oh, it’s nothing. I’m just happy

it, but with Garrett around, he

going to pay

Garrett said, his expression softening. He remembered how surprised he’d been when she agreed to the marriage

she had simply said she’d support anything that

it a secret, so he

Natasha was making

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