The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 444 The Clown Who Eats Idle Gains

"From what you're saying, you want the War Department to hand over the command of the Army of Bloodshadow to you?" Bob Stokes glanced at the loudest agitators and spoke in a calm tone. "Mr Stokes, don't take things out of context, that's not what we meant. We're just concerned about Commander Gardner..." one man responded.

"That's not what you meant? Then shut it!" Bob Stokes interrupted sharply.

"You..." the man frowned.

"Mr Barber, let's drop it," Andy interjected, then turned to Bob. "Mr Stokes, today you're here on behalf of Central Sky Office, not as an individual. Please choose your words more carefully." "Oh, are you about to lecture me?" Bob Stokes smirked. After a brief pause, he continued, "Mr Cooke, do you know how many enemies were eliminated in the Southern Border battle?" "Mr Stokes, that's not the point." Another middle-aged man approached.

"The casualties in Nanrania are their concern, not ours. What we're discussing here is Glavale's losses."

"And, the international community is starting to take an interest in this matter. I suspect it won't be long before they come to negotiate with Glavale."

"At that time, how do you expect Glavale to justify its actions?"

"And who might you be?" Bob Stokes squinted his eyes slightly.

"The Ministry of Protocol, Scott Elliott." The middle-aged man furrowed his brows.

"Tsk tsk, so you're Mr Elliott. I've heard of your reputation, and it's a pleasure to meet you today." "Ministry of Protocol has been dealing with Nanrania for years, haven't you? But it seems like they've become increasingly audacious. I even wonder if their repeated covert actions behind our backs had your tacit approval."

Stan Mitchell and Harlan Holmes both coughed simultaneously. This was quite a bold statement. People around King of the West often acted as if they were cut from the same cloth, even down to their tone of speech.

"Ridiculous?!" Scott Elliott exclaimed angrily. "Mr Stokes, please mind your words, this isn't the Central Sky Office's lobby."

getting worked up, are we? Could it be that I've hit the mark?"

are acceptable, there are lines you shouldn't cross, some jokes can

under your jurisdiction, right?" Bob Stokes turned

you trying

did you notice but turn a blind eye,

because you're Deputy Master of Central Sky Office, you can spout nonsense in our hall." Scott's face turned grim. "Even

and Mr Elliot right now, or this

spoke, a strong aura erupted from him, carrying a hint of

took a deep breath and addressed

Stokes was just making a joke with you. Don't take it to heart."

It's best not to meddle, or I won't give Special

you are quite worked up

None of us know the whole truth behind it. Don't you think your previous actions

much about Mr Stokes's joke, have

do you mean, Mr Holmes?" Scott

Harlan Holmes asked coldly, his expression

been getting close to King of the West lately." Andy said in a low

I need to remind you about how you and your family ended up in this situation? Your uncle's body is probably not

Holmes clan has raised quite a filial

his words, there was an audible gasp from the onlookers. Since the incident involving the Holmes clan, no one dared to discuss it openly in the capital. Andy bringing it up now was

Holmes's expression remained stoic, but a cold aura surrounded

you can do such things yourself, why fear others talking about...?"