The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 1592

Wesley and George had become the latest laughingstock in the army base.
When the soldiers had finished their training, they would get together and talk.
Wesley and George's reputation also hit rock bottom.

"Centurions are amazing. He made a mistake that bad and hasn't been stripped
of his rank."

"He has a good father! Commander Jokerman knelt to plead for his son in front of
so many people. The Commander-in-chief had no choice but to cut them some
slack."

"Wesley and George are a disgrace to Dorodo city defense army. It's ridiculous
that these two can still serve as leaders!"

Such talk was everywhere.

Zander gathered these comments and reported them to Sean.

"Commander, the soldiers in the army are unhappy with Wesley and his son. Il
Zander said in a deep voice.

Sean laughed, nodded, and said, "It's what I expected. Wesley and George's
reputations would take a nose-dive after what happened. There must be less
than 10% soldiers who still support him and his son."

"Indeed."

Zander nodded approvingly.

He finally figured out Sean's intention.

Giving in and letting Wesley go twice seemed to have shown Wesley great
mercy, but it was not for him; it was to control the army's morale.

How long had it been? Sean was new here.

However, he had won over the entire Dorodo city defense army.

He was now a certified member of Dorodo's city defense army. He was probably
more commanding than Gregory and Anthony, who have been chiliarchs for more
than a decade!

"Commander, do you think George will still make mistakes?"

Zander asked suddenly.

"Yes, he will."

Sean said with a nod.

Just then, an errand runner came in.

It turned out that Ronald's son Frank Townsend had reached the army base.
"Zander, Frank is yours. Train him. We can keep him if he has potential.”

Sean was also looking for something for Zander to do.

Zander had had so much time on his hands these days that he was getting
sluggish.

Therefore, under Zander's training, Frank, who had just joined the army, began
his hellish training life!

Leader's dormitory.

George sat on the sofa, shirtless.

There were bruises all over his back, and he looked terrible.

His face was thick with anger.

"Don't move!"

Wesley, who was applying medicine for George, yelled. Unexpectedly, his son
got up suddenly.

George picked up the water glass on the table, smashed it, and shouted," Sean's
a bully! Dad, let's rebel and oust him as commander-in-chief!

Otherwise, sooner or later, we'll..."

Wesley covered George's mouth before he finished speaking.

"Shut up! Don't you dare talk nonsense in this situation! Beware of trouble
coming from your mouth!"

With that, Wesley sighed exasperatedly