1040: 353.
Sister Pogranate: This person’s boxing skills are not inferior to mine!
1040: 353.
Sister Pogranate: This person’s boxing skills are not inferior to mine!
“Boss Turner, you were incredibly impressive today!
You really smashed the arrogance of those Transia People.”
After the boxing match concluded, the mysterious Winter Wolf Monk Turner donned his hood again and, guided by Blood Rat Gang mbers, arrived at a secret hideout in the sewers.
This was a resting place specially prepared by Doris for him, the “favorite to win the championship.”
Because of Turner’s outstanding performance today, Maxim had also determined that he passed the “selection” and could temporarily shed his prisoner status to freely choose how to start a new life in Transylvania.
This was a true example of “one man’s rise to immortality elevates his associates to the heavens,” as Turner’s impressive achievents allowed the small group made up of deserters and military scoundrels close to him to also receive special treatnt from the Blood Rat Gang.
Of course, this wasn’t just about the benefits Turner had earned for his followers.
As a forr captain of the Winter Wolf Legion, Turner had gone through so life-changing and fate-altering events, but he also had standards when it ca to “little brothers.”
He didn’t accept just anyone; anyone daring to approach him carelessly would at least end up with broken bones.
The guys welcoming him back in triumph, although nominally “deserters,” were in fact rely “sacrifices” in the internal struggle within the military factions, as Turner knew well.
They had never betrayed their own country.
They were rely implicated and stripped of their military status because their superiors were defeated in factional struggles, and were then discarded to construction sites in the Great Wilderness to build a railroad that had already “claid” too many lives.
Lupa’s dostic reforms were bound to touch many people’s interests and therefore attract more severe backlash.
Against the backdrop of this changing situation, these brave soldiers of humble origins simply could not control their own destinies.
As for the label of “military scoundrel,” it indeed is hard to explain in detail.
The military reforms in Nordtof were far from finished, and for an old-fashioned army, the standard of military discipline is always sowhat mystical.
Turner was escorted into the clean but cramped sewer hideout, and his eager followers quickly brought chairs and set up tables, bringing hot porridge with dried fish, so freshly cut dried at, and fruit for the boss, then respectfully left.
Only one or two stayed by the boss’s side.
They all knew that Boss Turner was capable and that he generally didn’t like interacting with people.
Turner had grown accustod to his followers’ enthusiasm.
Traveling with them from the Great Wilderness to Transylvania, he no longer resisted their adulation and began to eat in his usual silence.
The tall and short pair standing by, emanating a brutal air, were in fact the real backbone of this small group.
“How did the negotiations with the Blood Rat Gang go?”
After taking a few sips of porridge, Turner picked up a piece of fruit, took a bite, and asked casually.
He actually wasn’t concerned about this question.
But he felt he needed to reciprocate the purpose-driven kindness shown during their journey.
Upon Turner’s inquiry, the tall deserter leader, Sheriff, answered with barely concealed joy:
“Thanks to your blessing, boss, the Blood Rat Gang treated us very kindly.
Their leader ‘Razor’ Doris personally t with and Zack.
Just as you predicted before, they’re short on manpower, so they hope we could join the Blood Rat Gang, offering us very generous terms.”
“It’s not just because of .”
Turner smiled.
After learning that his companions along the way would have a decent way out, he too was relieved.
Although he only used these guys as a “cover” for his identity, they were all n from the military, and he couldn’t just use them and throw them away.
“You guys perford quite well in the other matches today too.
I checked the records when I ca back; Zack won seven matches, and all the other brothers beat their opponents as well.
Even without , the Blood Rat Gang could see your value.
We’ve looked into it in Bata Sin; the Blood Rat Gang works for the Blood Vulture Clan.
By joining them, you’re basically settled in Transylvania.
A new life is within reach.
But what happens next is up to you.”
He quickly finished the fruit and threw the dried at into his porridge, devouring it heartily.
As a Martial Monk, eating at wasn’t against any precepts, and his appetite was good, matching his Strength.
After a look between Sheriff and Zack and patiently waiting for the boss to finish his al, the tall Sheriff spoke:
“Boss, we have no illusions of you staying with us forever.
Though you never talk much about why you ca to Transylvania, we all believe you’re here for serious business.
On this journey, we’ve said we were covering for you, but in reality, it’s you who have been looking after us.
If it weren’t for your and the other masters’ protection, we, burdened with troubles, would probably not even make it out of the Great Wilderness.
Although we aren’t much help to you, if you ever need us in the future, just give the word.
We brothers are ready to follow you through thick and thin.”
“Right.”
The not-so-articulate Zack also chid in:
“Actually, our initial thought wasn’t to join the Blood Rat Gang.
If you’re willing to keep leading us, we don’t have to bow to the Transia People.”
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