Chapter 289 - Set A Precedent (1/2)

Wasting no time, Maxen and Wyatt alighted the ship once Nikolai's entourage left the scene.

A group of decorated officials trailed behind as they boarded an official military vehicle which would then bring them to the Naval Office not far from the port.

Digging up his phone from his pocket, he checked the time and then moved on to access the cameras in Notios Estate to get a glimpse of his wife. However, just as the camera was loading, a general cleared his throat to get everyone's attention, so Maxen had to exit the window before the video thumbnail cleared and hastily locked his phone.

”Gentlemen,” a general with five stars pinned on his uniform trailed off. His grip on the backrest of the chair tightened as he was about to deliver the news they have been dreading to hear. ”Unfortunately, the inevitable happened despite our efforts, and another war has begun in our beloved country.”

Silence blanketed the room, and tension weighed heavily in the atmosphere. Suddenly, all eyes discreetly traced towards Wyatt who was sporting his cheeky grin.

”Guys, I know I'm handsome. But straight men looking at another straight man is a bit creepy,” Wyatt playfully said.

Maxen sat still, his eyes trained on both of his thumbs that were sparring like swords at the moment.

Earlier, he was tempted to look at his childhood friend, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. He was still in denial of the part where Wyatt could lose his life.

Taking in a sharp breath, Maxen lifted up his chin and faced Wyatt, who was sitting beside him. He then suggested, ”We can find someone to do it in your stead.”

”Maxen.” Wyatt's grin disappeared. He looked Maxen straight into the eye, never blinking as he spoke, ”I swore an oath that I will carry out the responsibility of guarding those gates in case a war breaks out. It is an honor to be the person who does it.”

Maxen's jaw ticked. He wanted to say more and convince his friend, yet it was obvious that Wyatt made up his mind already, and any attempt to reverse the latter's decision was futile. If there was one thing Maxen knew after growing up with Wyatt, it was the guy was a stickler for rules as a by-product of him growing up in a military family.

Letting go of the matter, Maxen shifted in his seat and swallowed the rock of discomfort lodged in his throat. He tore away his gaze from Wyatt and back to the general who was standing in front of the wide floor to ceiling blank board.

”Go ahead,” Maxen put forth.