Early the next morning.
The morning light appeared.
Little by little, sunlight spilled into the room, and Robin got up on time, only to find Melody House standing at the door, holding a bottle of water, her face anxious, her eyes bloodshot.
“Didn’t sleep all night?”
Robin quietly walked over.
“Mm.”
Melody House nodded, gesturing towards Lacey Willis and said anxiously, “How could I sleep? I’ve been running all night, and I’m already exhausted.”
“Really?”
Robin, with his hands behind his back, looked at Lacey Willis, who was in front of him. With every step she took, she left a few drops of sweat, her face pale, her eyes completely lifeless, but she was still running, not stopping, just stumbling, as if she was about to fall to the ground at any moment.
But she didn’t fall.
She kept running.
“How much longer?” Robin asked, tilting his head.
“Thirteen minutes.”
Melody House glanced at the time.
“You go rest, I’ll watch her.”
Last night, Melody House found out about Lacey Willis’s situation and knew that Lacey was running voluntarily. So, she volunteered to take on the role of Lacey’s personal doctor.
It had been a whole night.
She didn’t sleep for fear that Lacey would have an accident.
“No.”
Melody House bit her lip, “Boss, I want to watch her finish running. I really admire her.”
“Alright.”
Robin didn’t try to persuade her any further. Instead, he stepped forward and approached Lacey Willis, saying, “You’ve finished running. You can stop now. You’ve passed the assessment.”
However, Lacey Willis completely ignored Robin.
She continued running.
She continued to stumble and sway, barely holding herself up.
“Boss, she’s counting seconds in her heart. She’ll only stop when she finishes counting to sixteen hours. No one else’s persuasion matters.”
Melody House said with a bitter smile.
She had tried to persuade Lacey Willis earlier, but Lacey didn’t pay any attention to her. It was only later that she heard Lacey counting numbers.
After she ran out of energy to count aloud, she continued counting silently in her heart.
“This girl is clever.”
Robin understood.
His eyes flashed with admiration. Lacey Willis had many flaws, such as being proud and naive, but she had one strength: she was willing to give everything for what she wanted.
In the military, this was called being a wolf.
To learn to fight and to strive for everything, one needed this quality.
Just like that, Robin waited at the door for thirteen minutes. After the thirteen minutes had passed, Lacey Willis seemed to lose all her strength, her body suddenly going limp and collapsing towards the ground.
She was about to fall face-first onto the asphalt, which would have resulted in a bruised and bloody face.
However, Robin appeared in front of her.
“Sergeant Willis, you’ve passed. Welcome to my team as a soldier,” Robin said to Lacey Willis.
Passing meant that she was a person with potential.
Suitable for being a soldier.
It also meant that from now on, Robin, the Primus of Kisia, would be her support. No one in the country could trip her up. If she wanted to fight for justice, then she would fight for justice, with Robin backing her up.
“Mengyao, take her to rest and get her some saline.”
Robin handed Lacey Willis over to Melody House.
“Yes.”
Melody House, supporting Lacey Willis, turned and left.
Afterward, Robin went to buy a string of cigarettes and some offerings, as today was the anniversary of his old friend Pann’s death. As his former commanding officer and brother, he had to pay his respects.
However, when he returned, he found that Jeff Reczek and Nick were almost in a fight.
“General, this guy doesn’t deserve to go. Today is Pann’s memorial, but he’s a traitor. He doesn’t deserve to pay respects to Pann.”
Jeff Reczek held a military knife in his hand, pointing at Nick.
He showed no mercy.
Nick didn’t resist, but Fiona stood in front of him.
“Uncle, please spare my dad… please?” Fiona’s eyes filled with tears, her hands outstretched, blocking Nick.
Nick didn’t say anything.
He could die.
But not now. Fiona hadn’t grown up yet, and he couldn’t die.
“Fiona…”
Jeff Reczek looked at Fiona’s tearful appearance, and he couldn’t bear it. Although he was a rough man, he really liked children.
Moreover, he had been getting along well with Fiona these past few days.
However, he still didn’t put down his military knife.
“Put it down.”
But at that moment, Robin walked over: “This is an order.”
“Yes.”
Jeff Reczek immediately put down his military knife.
“When Pann died, Nick hadn’t betrayed us yet. At that time, he was still killing enemies for Eastern Kisia and even helped Pann block an enemy attack. He was one of us. So, can Nick attend this memorial?”
After saying that, Robin turned his gaze to Jeff Reczek: “Do you have any objections?”
“No.”
Jeff Reczek immediately replied.
This military madman was afraid of no one except Robin, as Robin was the only one among the 300, 000-strong Eastern Kisia army he couldn’t defeat.
And Robin even suppressed him with just one hand.
“Let’s go.”
Robin glanced at the two of them and then drove an off-road vehicle away.
North Town.
This city was not far from Stillwater. It took Robin several hours to arrive at this city, and then he came to the North Town Cemetery.
North Town Cemetery.
Golden maple leaves floated in the sky, and a cold wind blew, adding a touch of desolation to the cemetery.
Upon entering, they found that this cemetery was different from others. It was dilapidated, and there was a lot of garbage nearby, making it look chaotic and messy.
“Does this cemetery seem abandoned?”
Jeff Reczek looked around and commented.
“Cemeteries are named after their location. North Town Cemetery is the worst and cheapest cemetery in North Town. It’s normal for it to be abandoned,” Nick added.
“Why did Pann choose this cemetery? He has made a lot of money in his many years of service.”
Jeff Reczek scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.
“It was his last wish. His wife was buried here, and he wanted to be buried with her.”
Robin said, his hands behind his back.
He then walked a few steps to a tombstone, sighed nostalgically, and said, “Pann, it’s been a long time. I brought your favorite whiskey this time.”
“And your favorite cigarettes.”
Robin took out a bottle of whiskey, poured some out, and then lit a cigarette.
The three of them stood there, saluting.
This was a tribute to a hero who sacrificed himself for his country. How magnificent!
However, at this moment, several people entered from outside. The one leading them was a man in a suit with a beer belly. He pointed at Robin’s location and said, “This is the place. I talked to a Feng Shui master, and this grave has the best energy. My father must be buried here this time.”
“Gentlemen, someone is already here.”
Robin turned around.