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"Felix Sullivan? He might be fine with indoor shooting at 10 and 20 ters, but he’s no match for Wendy Tierney in outdoor 10 and 20 ters and skeet shooting."

Yes, the international Vanguard War General All-Around Shooting Competition has both indoor events and outdoor segnts.

And the difficulty of outdoor competitions is considerably higher than indoor ones.

Apart from needing to understand wind direction and customs, it further tests outdoor combat experience.

Usually, only those who have undergone real outdoor training can shine in this outdoor competition.

But Felix Sullivan has just recently joined the Vanguard Corps and hasn’t really had the chance to participate in outdoor combat training.

"Wendy Tierney? She’s participating too?"

Thomas Grant hadn’t expected that he would hear his forr subordinate’s na again in such circumstances.

"Yes, she’s joined the Vanguard Corps over in Aethelgard, and she’ll be participating in the competition this ti as well, and has already beco a hot candidate for gold in the shooting event."

As soon as Walter Wright finished speaking, anger appeared on Thomas Grant’s face.

"That crazy girl, how can she join the Vanguard Corps over there?"

"The key point is, as you and I know well, her shooting skills are unmatched by anyone else. So the gold dal this ti is really a bit uncertain."

Thomas Grant also understood Walter Wright’s point.

Indeed, as Walter Wright said, Wendy Tierney was the best shooter in their Vanguard Corps.

So originally, Wendy Tierney’s na was on the list of representatives from The Keaton Family’s Vanguard Corps to compete.

But unexpectedly, Wendy Tierney ended up being kicked out of the Vanguard Corps by Lord Keaton.

"If we can’t complete the task given by the officials, we’ll have a hard ti explaining to Lord Keaton."

Walter Wright pondered for a mont and then suggested, "Why don’t we conduct another open assessnt within the Vanguard Corps to see if there’s a better candidate than Felix Sullivan?"

When Thomas Grant heard "better candidate," sohow the scene from the day July Quinn and the team successfully completed the escort mission in Westmarch with a handgun wiping out a large group of Alpha rcenaries flashed through his mind...

No candidate could compare to July Quinn.

But is July Quinn still out there in this world?

Every ti he thought about this question, Thomas Grant couldn’t help but feel a little nostalgic.

"We’ve already conducted several open assessnts before, doing another one would not only make the other team mbers a laughing stock but also possibly cause Felix Sullivan and Bianca White to lose confidence."

"So what do we do? We can’t just let the gold dal fall into other teams’ hands?"

Even though the opponent was a forr comrade, they couldn’t just do nothing.

"I’ll handle it."

Thomas Grant’s words also made Walter Wright give up the idea of continuing his persuasion.

*

"Joy Joy, did you hear? Victor Hawthorne is actually the heir of one of the four major families in Esteria, The Hawthorne Family!"

Early in the morning, Willow Young caught up to Joy Quinn, who was walking ahead, eagerly sharing the gossip she had just heard.

"And it’s said that their house is situated halfway up a mountain, the front of the mountain is their front yard, and the back of the mountain is their backyard. Walking from the entrance to their main building takes ages, you can only get around using a battery-powered sightseeing cart."

"Plus, Victor Hawthorne’s room is as big as several basketball courts, and I’ve heard they even built an entire floor for leisure activities, filled with all sorts of sports equipnt, more comprehensive than any gym."

"Their ho also has lots of servants, chefs, nutritionists, and even specialized staff for mowing the lawn, cleaning the dog’s room, and dedicated cat caregivers. Victor Hawthorne even has his own stylist, fashion coordinator, and wardrobe organizer!"

Willow Young had never seen such a house, or people who were so wealthy that they hired soone to care for their cats at ho, so she spoke with an extrely exaggerated tone.

After saying so much, she finally realized that Joy Quinn hadn’t responded at all.

When she turned around to look, she found Joy Quinn’s eyes were vacant and empty...

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