12 The Beasts are Restless (1/2)

Great Wall, military camp, command center.

”Tell me what you make of today's attack, Dales.” Hendrick Graham said with a dark look. He did not have the same calm composure when he was facing his son.

Hendrick was not an unfeeling person; in fact, he was a very doting parent and loving husband. He loved his wife dearly, whom passed away early, while giving birth to Rowan. His wife had made him promise to look after their son well before she passed away.

Even if without his promise he would pour all his love in looking after his son, whom was the materialization of their love. He had moved away from the Capital and focused on defending the border from the threats of the Wildlands, while raising his son after his wife passed away. He did not want to have his son involved in the politics and schemes of the nobles back at the Capital.

He was also not a narrow-minded general, who would blame Dales for failing to protect his son. He knew Dales was a capable and loyal commander, who was willing to put his men's lives before his own. However, Hendrick was burning with an impulse to charge into the Wildlands and go on a killing spree, but he forcefully refrained himself from doing so.

”Yes, general. I believe today's attack was not a coincidence, but one planned by them.”

Hendrick frowned at Dales words, ”Elaborate.”

”Yes, I believe it was their goal to destroy all our airships and cut off our vision over the situation in the Wildlands.”

It has been 300 years since the last major war. The beasts were getting restless and another war is coming their way. The beasts had been growing increasingly intelligent throughout the years. It's high time they start treating the beast's intelligence, their equal.

”It's seems the beasts are planning something, and they don't want to be under our watchful eyes. I fear the next great war between humanity and beasts will be erupting soon.” Hendrick frowned.

Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

”The reconnaissance operation mustn't be stopped. However, your men and airship would not be able to resume operation in the short term. But there are not many who are capable at commandeering as you. I plan to transfer you over to the Thunderbird team to command. This will be a very dangerous mission. You have the right to refuse.”

”I accept.” Dales was firm in his answer with no doubts of his choice. His conviction was strong.

-

-

-

Leon manage to refine another three strands of energy during his practice before he decided to stop. The energy ran their course through his body and the pain in his foot had eased substantially under the energy's influence.

At this moment, it was already 8PM but Leon's foster parents had not return yet. They should've finished working at 6PM. There wasn't any reason for them to be out this late without notifying him. Leon was beginning to worry that something may have happened to them.

Another half hour had passed but no sign of them were seen. Leon was beginning to be genuinely worried and decided to go out and look for them. They weren't his birth parents, but they were better than his real parents.

At least they did not abandon him and raised him up as a parent would with their real child. His foster parents couldn't have kids of their own, so their love was poured into him. He could still remember his foster mother's disappointed look the night before. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if something were to happen to them.

Leon left the house as he began his blind search. They were commoners so it was best to search from the Commoner's District first. He ran past street stalls one after another. There were still a lot of people walking around on the streets at this hour.

'This won't do. I should start with more crowded places.'

It was usual for there to still be this many people outside at this hour. It was currently winter season here and the place was covered in snow. People wouldn't be out after work unless there was something special going on.

Leon decided to pull over a couple and ask them some questions.

”This older brother, what's going on tonight? Why is there so many people on such a cold night?”

”You don't know? It's the weekly night market today.”

The couple was baffled. 'How could you not know about such a regular event? Do you live under a rock?'

Leon slapped his head in realization. He seemed to recall there was such a thing, but he didn't have much impression of it because he never went due his financial situation. His parents shouldn't be shopping either. Could they be working at this time?

Leon decided to the head to the market square, where the main event is held.

The market square was very busy. There were large crowds going in and out of the square. Leon squeezed his way into the square and began searching for his foster parents.

-

-

-

At this moment they were caught in an argument with a pair of ruffians.

”You have to pay for those meat skewers!” Leon's foster father, Brian Bradford cried out.

”I have to pay? This daddy eating at your stall is already me giving you face. Scram before I beat you up!” one the ruffian said arrogantly.