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?”

yours symbolize strength and priceless.”

Strength? Priceless?

exactly a scholar. Still, he figured if a Great Marshal said

heard from my people that when Isolde fell off that cliff, you searched for three days and nights without stopping. Is that true?” Garrett asked, his tone

“Well… Isolde and I

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Making Clothes for Her

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so loyal. You two must have a deep band. I respect

scratched his head. Even though he respected him, this guy was getting a little too serious for comfort. It was

thought about joining the military? You’ve got the making of a

life choices. Am I really just waiting away? Maybe I should

“Yeah….I’d like to

to make up your mind. I’m not gonna

hardship!” Anthony said, mustering all the courage he

pleased. “Good. Since you’re so determined, pack your things and report

taken aback for a moment. She turned to Garrett and asked, “Grandpa, who’s the current commander of North

answered casually, “It’s your eldest uncle.”

to Zloimond?” She hadn’t heard about this

but the King issued an edict,” Garrett replied.

a beat, a surge

an eyebrow. “What’s got you

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

to it, but with Garrett around, he didn’t

Isolde said, “Grandpa, I’m going to pay my respects

He remembered how surprised he’d been when she

said she’d support anything

him to keep it a secret, so he couldn’t show his sadness in front

Natasha was making clothes.

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