Chapter 45: Promoted Straight to Battalion Commander

Preston Joslin's face flushed crimson. Shock and fear choked him so hard he did not dare utter a single word. Despair crept into his eyes. "Don't be rash, young man," the black-robed middle-aged man coaxed again. "In the future, you could become a prince with ease. Endless glory, endless wealth. Isn't that better than spilling blood on the border?" Daxton Mabbett answered with his fist. The man crumpled unconscious. Daxton dragged him along, kept Preston Joslin under control, and returned to the...