Chapter 181: Chapter 181: Wyatt Barnes’s Dream
Outside, hidden currents were swirling, but Wyatt Barnes was none the wiser.
Late at night, he lay on the lawn of the backyard, holding Keer on his left and Jovie Lee on his right, his legs up, looking at the sky. His gaze was sowhat hazy.
A bright moon hung in the sky, and the stars sprinkled across the night sky.
"Scoundrel, why didn’t you go out tonight?"
Jovie Lee curiously asked.
She rembered that whether it was the night before or the night before that, Wyatt had taken the two n given to him by the Godly Might Marquis.
But tonight was an anomaly, he actually had ti to accompany her and Keer to star-gaze here.
Currently, the buzzing news about the legitimate children of the Simmons Clan being killed, she heard so of it and subconsciously felt it was likely related to this man.
"You little girl, do you want
to go out that much?"
Wyatt used his right hand to pull Jovie Lee into his arms and lightly smacked her sensuous buttocks and then gave them a squeeze...
In an instant, Jovie Lee’s sensitive body trembled, her cheeks flaming as though she could bleed from the embarrassnt.
"Young Master, you’re bullying Sister Jovie again."
The sound of Keer’s voice, like silver bells tinkling, was pleasing to Wyatt.
How he wished that this mont could last forever.
To hold these two girls close until the end of ti...
Unfortunately, he understood that this was just a fantasy, there were still many things waiting for him to do.
What he needed to do now was carve out his own territory in a world that respected power...
Only by standing at the peak of this world would he have the ability to accompany these two girls to every corner of this world and witness the world’s ever-changing marvels.
Only that would be a aningful life, a true carefree journey!
By then, no one would dare to threaten him, everyone would only be able to look up at him...
"Keer, do you think I’m being unfair to your Sister Jovie? Don’t worry, I’m not going to show favoritism."
As Wyatt was saying this, he gave a mischievous smirk, raising his hand to smack Keer’s buttocks as well, lightly rubbing them...
"Young Master, you’re very naughty."
Feeling embarrassed, Keer plunged into Wyatt’s embrace, not daring to raise her head for a good while.
"Alright, give
your Storage Rings. I’ll inscribe an ’Inscription’ for you tonight."
Wyatt ceased his teasing and spoke seriously.
"Young Master, what ’Inscription’ are you going to engrave for us?"
Keer’s eyes lit up, and after removing her Storage Ring, her curious eyes were filled with intrigue.
Jovie Lee also turned her gaze to Wyatt. She had gotten used to this man’s mysterious nature, but they were curious about what kind of ’Inscription’ he was going to carve.
"Bone Eroding Inscription!"
Wyatt took the ’Storage Rings’ from the two won and said, with a small smile.
Following that, he then explained the uses of the ’Bone Eroding Inscrition’ to them...
For a mont, the two won turned white with fear.
Wyatt chuckled at their reactions, not at all surprised.
Wyatt stood up, taking the two Storage Rings and went back to his room. He began the ’inscription’, taking out a pile of materials from his own Storage Ring...
It took an entire night to inscribe two ’Bone Eroding Inscriptions’, which was a heavy drain on Wyatt’s ntal energy.
After the inscription was completed, Wyatt returned the Storage Rings to Jovie Lee and Keer. Unable to stay awake any longer, he fell asleep imdiately on Keer’s bed.
Keer lay next to Wyatt, her eyes focused on his handso face, a satisfied smile playing on her pretty cheeks.
It was because of this man that her life had changed so drastically...
She was willing to live her entire life for him, without a single regret!
The next morning, when Wyatt woke up, he only felt a bit dizzy. Looking around his surroundings he discovered he wasn’t in his own room and rembered he had fallen asleep in Keer’s room last night.
He rose to his feet, and noticed that the girl was ditating beside him.
Wyatt hugged the girl from behind, causing her to startle awake from her ditation, "Young Master, you’re awake."
"Hmm."
Wyatt nodded, inhaling greedily, the girl’s natural fragrance was always so intoxicating...
Dressed in clothes prepared by Keer, Wyatt and Keer went out to have breakfast together, then left the mansion for the Martial Dao Academy.
Another day just like this passed by.
As evening arrived, when he left the Martial Dao Academy, the day seed as peaceful as the day before. Apart from Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn, he could not perceive a third person spying on him.
Wyatt did not dare to let his guard down.
He knew in his heart.
The calr it was, the more likely it was that a storm was brewing.
"Young Master, Lord Crawford requests your presence."
Suddenly, Frank Graham appeared and respectfully said to Wyatt.
Wyatt raised an eyebrow, he was not at all surprised. Now that the Simmons Clan was tense and alert, the entire Imperial City basically knew, naturally, Crawford Mansion would not fail to get the ssage.
His Uncle Nigel would probably suspect him since he demanded information on all the key industries and officers of the Simmons Clan last ti.
"You two didn’t snitch on , right?"
Wyatt looked at Frank Graham, his gaze piercing, as if ready to give him and Gideon Dunn the boot if Frank admitted.
"No."
Frank Graham hurriedly shook his head. The matters of the Simmons Clan not only related to Wyatt Barnes, but also involved his own life and death. Naturally, he dared not speak indiscriminately.
"That’s good."
Wyatt Barnes nodded satisfactorily.
Frank Graham retreated back into the shadows, while Wyatt went to Crawford Mansion.
At the main entrance of Crawford Mansion, Wyatt Barnes found that one of the guard soldiers was a familiar face...
It was the ’young soldier’ who had been slapped by an old soldier the last ti he ca here.
"Halt!"
At that mont, another soldier stepped forward and stopped Wyatt Barnes.
Slap!
Under Wyatt’s astonished gaze, the ’young soldier’ who had been slapped by the old soldier last ti slapped the soldier who had stopped Wyatt...
Under the angry gaze of the soldier who had been slapped, the young soldier respectfully looked at Wyatt Barnes, "Young Master Wyatt, please co inside."
Wyatt Barnes nodded, looking deeply at the young soldier.
This guy, the slap he just gave, wasn’t that intentional, was it?
As expected, the anger on the face of the soldier who had been slapped disappeared instantly. He looked nervously at the young soldier and asked, "Brother Zhi, who is he?"
"He is Wyatt, Lord Crawford’s nephew... You better rember him in the future, don’t play the fool again."
The young soldier said with an air of maturity.
As he spoke, he touched the back of his head nervously...
I’ve been there too.
Crawford Mansion, in the main hall.
"Uncle Nigel, did you call
here for sothing?"
When Wyatt Barnes entered, he found that Godly Might Marquis ’Atharv Nigel’ was already waiting for him. He couldn’t help but ask with a smile.
"Wyatt, be honest with Uncle Nigel. Did you get Frank Graham and others to kill the Simmons Clan’s ’Lany Simmons’ and ’Aaron Simmons’?"
As Atharv Nigel asked, his eyes bore into Wyatt Barnes, as if he wanted to see sothing from Wyatt’s face.
It was a pity, he couldn’t.
"Uncle Nigel, if you don’t have any evidence, don’t speak nonsense."
Wyatt Barnes said earnestly.
"You little guy... Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn won’t say a word. This must be your order too, right? It’s no wonder that when you asked for people last ti, you said you wanted full control over them. You had already planned it all out by then, hadn’t you?"
Despite Wyatt Barnes’s reluctance to admit it, Atharv Nigel knew he had guessed correctly and muttered unhappily.
"Uncle Nigel, all this is just your speculation."
Wyatt Barnes’s face remained unchanged. Then he said, "Uncle Nigel, if there’s nothing else, I think I’ll be leaving..."
"Wait!"
Atharv Nigel stopped Wyatt Barnes, shaking his head with a chuckle, "I didn’t just call you over to ask about that. Even if Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn wouldn’t tell
anything, I could imagine you wouldn’t either... This ti, I invited you over because I wanted to talk to you about the war on the Northwest Border."
As he continued to speak, Atharv Nigel’s expression grew serious.
Northwest Border?
Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but think of his teacher in the Star System, Enzo Hawkins, ntioning this before, "Uncle Nigel, why are you telling
this?"
"Telling you this obviously has a reason. The situation at the Northwest Border is dire. His Majesty has entrusted to
the full responsibility of mobilizing the reinforcents... So of these reinforcents will be deployed from your Saint Martial Institute. Especially the students of your ’Star System’, those who can apply what they have learned can be very effective on the battlefield — they can be worth a thousand troops!"
Atharv Nigel took a deep look at Wyatt Barnes, "When I was discussing with Vice Dean Smith of your Saint Martial Institute... he strongly recomnded you. Of course, he doesn’t know about your relationship with ."
"Recomnded ?"
Wyatt was taken aback, but then he understood. It must have been Master Hawkins who recomnded him to the Vice Dean.
"Yes, recomnded you. What do you think, are you interested in gaining so experience? At that ti, this unit of reinforcents will be led by your Brother Nigel to the battlefield."
The look in Atharv Nigel’s eyes as he looked at Wyatt Barnes was extrely complicated.
At first, when Vice Dean Smith of the Saint Martial Institute recomnded Wyatt Barnes, he was sowhat skeptical.
Later, when Vice Dean Smith ntioned the ’deception’ plan conceived by Wyatt Barnes, Atharv Nigel was astounded!
He never expected that his nephew, whose martial talent and alchemy talent were considered against the heavens, would also possess such terrifying talent in strategy...
"Of course I’m interested."
Wyatt Barnes quickly nodded, "Uncle Nigel, when are the reinforcents leaving for the Northwest Border?"
"In a month... If you’re going, use this ti to prepare well."
Atharv Nigel added.
"Okay."
Wyatt Barnes nodded, took his leave, and left.
On the way ho, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but feel a little excited. The battlefield of this life was completely different from the previous one.
He had participated in so battles in his previous life, but they were almost all about modern warfare, which was far less ’passionate’ than the cold weapon clashes on the battlefield of this life!
In Wyatt Barnes’ heart, there was always a dream.
He hoped that one day, he could gallop and fight enemies on the battlefield like in the ancient tis of his previous life, fighting until the last mont, and devoting his blood to the fight!
Now, he finally had the chance!
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