Counterfeit Hero

Chapter 174: Revised: Volume 3, - 54 - Just a Bit More Time_2

Chapter 174: Revised: Volume 3, Chapter 54 - Just a Bit More Time_2After some contemplation, Stephen decided to seek out Liebgoet. He wanted to discuss with his mentor; perhaps achieving a local victory would be beneficial to him. If he were to die of thirst, he would have to drink even dirty water. At the very least, he should have that cup of water within reach. He got up and walked towards Liebgoet’s office, not knowing that there was an old saying in China’s ancient Earth: "Drinking poison to quench thirst."

Poison, not dirty water.

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In the technical department of Holy Knight Company, everyone was staring dumbfounded at a chubby guy shaking his head vigorously.

Fatty proclaimed decisively, "I’m not going, not even if you kill me. Once you join the Mythical Army, you lose all freedom. Everything is restricted! I’m not doing it. I’m a Heavenly Mountain eagle, destined to soar freely in the blue sky. Freedom is my life!"

Christina wanted to kick this fat eagle to death. She couldn’t tell if he was just stupid or utterly shameless! Hearing such words come out of his mouth was downright laughable.

She said wryly, "The Mythical Army is the Empire’s finest unit. Every soldier is one in a thousand, going through multiple rounds of tests and screenings just to get into the Mythical Army..."

Fatty retorted blankly, "What does that have to do with me? The guys in prison not only go through multiple screenings but also multiple trials. Each of them has the skills for murder and arson, skilled in the art, isn’t that a place you’d want to go to?"

Fatty’s unreasonable argument left Christina speechless and secretly anxious. Such an opportunity, which ordinary people would long for, was scorned by this fool, who clamored about being a free-flying eagle of Heavenly Mountain. Yet, he was the most important member of their team.

After all, Holy Knight Company was a private enterprise. If they wanted to gain respect in the Mythical Army’s Mecha re

Reinhardt chose to trust this mechanical genius. The simplicity of his experiences matched his character. Looking at Fatty’s profile and recalling his demeanor in the test field, Reinhardt shook his head with a smile. This slow-witted, timid yet mechanically obsessed guy was indeed not much to doubt. Moreover, Reinhardt was confident that in the Mythical Army, no one could hide their identity under his watchful eyes.

Reinhardt raised his head, looking at Bonnie who was flipping through a magazine on the sofa opposite his desk, and said earnestly, "Bonnie, I’ve heard something very interesting."

"Oh?" Bonnie didn’t look up from her magazine.

"You’ve gained another passionate admirer." Reinhardt’s mouth curled into a mischievous smile. "A very outstanding gentleman, perhaps the best I’ve seen of his kind."

"Who?" Bonnie finally raised her head. When they were alone, Bonnie always made Reinhardt feel at ease. She knew when Reinhardt was a close friend and when he was a General of the Empire.