Chapter 587: Which Military Camp is the Most Dangerous

Book:The Warlord Is Back Published:2024-5-31

“You can consider yourselves lucky,” Robin Bailey waved his hand.
Then those people emerged from the scene that seemed like a hellish abyss. Each of them collapsed to the ground, pupils dilated, terrified expressions on their faces, drenched in cold sweat. Some even wet themselves out of fear.
Scared to the point of wetting themselves.
The scene just now was truly horrifying.
“Greetings… War God… I was ignorant and offended the War God… I deserve to die… I deserve to die…” Linden Buosont reacted quickly, slapping himself repeatedly on the face, repeatedly kneeling before Robin Bailey. His face was filled with fear because he knew that this person was truly the top figure among top figures. Not only for their Buosont family in the province of Ba, but even if all the noble families in the province of Ba were combined, they would still not be a match for this master.
War God!
He had truly experienced it just now, feeling like he was about to die. But he knew that it was only killing intent. Just based on killing intent alone, it could render him unable to live. In that moment, he knew that this person was extraordinary.
He could only be the War God.
As for the killing intent from before, it was indeed Robin Bailey’s killing intent, honed over years in the military. Just based on killing intent alone, he could kill people.
In Kisia, only he could achieve that.
“Go back and tell the Buosont family that I have protected this lineage. If you come again, don’t blame me for wiping out your Buosont family. I have already annihilated the million-strong army of South Land. Your Buosont family, what are you?”
“Yes, yes, we, the Buosont family, are nothing,” Linden Buosont immediately agreed.
This was not a joke. It was because in front of the number one War God in Kisia, their Buosont family truly amounted to nothing.
“If it weren’t for Derek and the others today, you wouldn’t have survived. Now, get lost,” Robin Bailey sneered.
Immediately, Linden Buosont left in a hurry, literally rolling away. He couldn’t believe it, even in his wildest dreams, that in such a small city, such a prominent figure would appear.
There was no one greater.
Kisia’s number one War God, commanding a million troops, unmatched in power, with eyes and hands reaching the heavens.
Their Buosont family didn’t amount to anything.
“Thank you, sir,” Derek Buosont came over with Timothy Buosont after those people left. Then, they both paid deep respects, their eyes filled with immense reverence. Among all the soldiers, the War God was their belief.
They were no exception.
Although he was no longer a fresh recruit and was quite old, even his own son was only slightly younger than Robin Bailey. However, he was considered a witness to how the War God emerged from the life-and-death battlefield.
He witnessed Robin Bailey’s journey to becoming the War God.
And this is why Derek Buosont admires Robin Bailey.
Soldiers admire the strong, but they also admire fearless lunatics. When these two qualities are combined, it becomes their belief.
“Are you alright from the injuries?” Robin Bailey asked as he approached, his hands behind his back.
“I’ll be fine, just need a couple of days to rest,” Derek Buosont shook his head, indicating that he was okay.
He was trying to be tough.
Robin Bailey shook his head, “Derek, you’re still as stubborn as ever. Back in the military, you always liked to be tough, and you’re still the same now. If it weren’t for Melody House and Frank House coming to find me today, I wouldn’t have known about what happened to your family.”
Robin Bailey gestured towards the two behind him.
Doing a favor.
And they did come to find him.
“Thank you, Frank House,” Derek Buosont didn’t say thank you because he wasn’t familiar with Frank House, but Timothy Buosont was. He immediately raised his hand and expressed his gratitude. He genuinely appreciated it because if Frank House hadn’t come to find Robin Bailey, they might have been in serious trouble.
“It’s nothing, Derek has always taken care of me. If he’s in trouble, I’ll definitely come to help. It’s just that I don’t have much ability, so I went to find Mr. Bailey,” Frank House rubbed his head and said.
Instantly, the two smiled at each other. Their friendship was not in vain.
They became friends because of Robin Bailey.
At this moment, Robin Bailey approached Derek Buosont and struck his chest with a palm. Derek Buosont’s face changed, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of black blood. Timothy Buosont’s expression also changed, thinking that Robin Bailey was attacking his father.
Just as he was about to react, Derek Buosont waved his hand, “Son, don’t move. The officer is helping me expel stagnant blood.”
More black blood was expelled.
Finally, the bruised face of Derek Buosont gradually regained some color.
“You, with such a serious injury, still say you’re fine. If it weren’t for me, treating this injury would have come at a great cost. You still like to be tough. By the way, what about the Buosont family? Do you want to seek revenge?” After expelling the stagnant blood, Robin Bailey took two steps back and asked.
“Well, the Buosont family is ultimately where I grew up. It’s just that the eldest son of the Buosont family has hostility towards our branch. I don’t want to have conflicts with the main family,” Derek Buosont said with complexity.
In the province of Ba, the Buosont family had many members and branches, and they were one of those branches.
Originally, they could have lived a peaceful life without getting involved. However, at that time, the eldest son of the Buosont family killed an important figure and demanded a scapegoat. In the end, he chose Timothy Buosont, which Derek Buosont definitely objected to. So he took Timothy Buosont and ran away.
They came to Stillwater.
“Are you sure? Although I have deterrence now, they might resort to dirty tricks. They could kill you without anyone knowing, and I wouldn’t have any evidence,” Robin Bailey asked casually with his hands behind his back.
He was the War God, that’s true, but even as the War God, he couldn’t act without discernment. What if he killed the wrong person? If that happened, he would face impeachment by Kisia, not to mention the three elders from the central tower who supported him might turn against him. If things went too far, his teacher, Mr. Berger, might even come after him personally to clean up the mess.
The War God was a demon, a devil, a butcher, a god of death.
However, Robin Bailey had a moral compass within him.
He wanted to live up to his own conscience, to be guilt-free.
“Well, I want you to send my son to the military camp. Timothy can’t stay in Stillwater forever,” Derek Buosont said after thinking for a moment.
The military camp was the best place to temper a person.
“Sure,” Robin Bailey nodded.
It was a small matter.
After all, the military camp was not a place of leisure.
“Thank you, sir,” Derek Buosont expressed his gratitude and then said to Timothy Buosont, “Son, take care of the officer. If you need anything, just let me know. I still need some rest for my injuries.”
He wanted Timothy Buosont to get closer to Robin Bailey.
“Okay,” Timothy Buosont agreed.
Then, Derek Buosont went inside, while Timothy Buosont accompanied Robin Bailey outside, strolling around. As they walked, Robin Bailey turned his head and asked, “Timothy, which military camp do you want to go to?”
“Which camp is the most dangerous?” Timothy Buosont focused and asked.