Chapter 248


    Kendall remained silent and went back to smoking his cigarette.


    Adrian apanied him for a while before turning around to look at the room behind him. “Why don’t


    we go inside and sit down? You were my father’s best friend after all.”


    Kendall’s expression changed very slightly before he threw away his cigarette.


    “Come on then.”


    After that, he walked into his room and turned on the lights, with Adrian following behind him.


    Kendall’s room was not that big, but there was a lot of stuff inside, making it seem like the home of an


    old man. There were many picture frames on the wall, most likely awards earned by his students.


    Adrian even saw a portrait among them. It was of a young man in uniform with his back to the painting.


    The young man had a cape around his neck and a rifle in his hands, looking very majestic and


    courageous. Although it was just a painting, he looked like a ferocious tiger.


    He was standing at the mountaintop with countless corpses of his enemies piled up around him. And at


    his feetid the g of Navia.


    “Who’s that?” Adrian asked, curiously pointing at the portrait.


    “A student drew that for me,” Kendall said as he poured a cup of coffee for Adrian.


    “Who’s that though?”


    “The legate.”


    “What?”


    Kendall nodded. “Juno is a seventeen–year–old girl who’s confined to a wheelchair. Her mother and


    she had prepared a feast to celebrate the return of her father, who was a soldier in the army. Yet, they


    found out that he had died in action–killed by Luposians.


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    “That’s why Juno hates the Luposians to the core. Instead, she loves the legate and hopes that he


    would avenge her father’s death.


    “Juno was the one who drew this portrait of the legate. She told me that she may not know who he is,


    but she sincerely hopes that he’d one day kill all of the bad Luposians.”


    Adrian seemed highly attracted by the portrait after hearing this. He reached out to remove it from–the


    wall.


    After staring at it for a long time, he said, “She’s drawn a rather uncanny resemnce to the legate.”


    Kendall shook his head and smiled, but said nothing.


    Adrian saw that there were many documents and books on the table, so he asked, “What are those?!


    heard from my wife that you’re a history teacher. Why would you teach something like that when you’re


    a medical major?”


    “I swore never to get involved in medicine ever again,” Kendall replied before tidying up his table.


    He then added, “Juno said that she loves stories of the legate, so I spent a good many weeks gathering


    stories of the battles he was in. I n on telling my students his story tomorrow in ss.


    “I may just be a history teacher, but I can feel the patriotism in my students‘ hearts and how much they


    admire their hero.” 2/2


    Perhaps it was exactly as Kendall said. This hero might have been a hero in their hearts, albeit in their


    dreams.


    Adrian said, “I’m suddenly a little eager to meet this Juno now.”


    Kendall replied, “Juno’s a very optimistic girl despite being wheelchair–bound and will sit in her


    wheelchair during my sses. She’s living with her mother now, who works as a babysitter for some


    rich family.


    “Juno has proven herself to be different from others since she was little. She’s hardworking and has


    familiarized herself with war tactics, including how to conceal one’s presence. She told me that she


    wants to work on the frontlines at the Battle Warrior Department in the future and is working toward that


    goal.


    “Sadly, she doesn’t know that they won’t allow a cripple into their ranks.”