The King of War
ped his hands and walk
address, Trent came to an elegant villa
ed woman in her thirties in a suit. She wore a pair of b
ugham. I was entrusted by
that she was the secretary the
sized Trent up and smi
"O
t fragrance floating in the air which filled the corridor. Thirty feet from the door,
e old man and whispered,
e is h
me to visit an old man like me. I'm getting old every day, and it hurt
and are in good health. The young men abroad are still looking forward to your
better enjoy my retired life.
rn to the battlefield in his eyes. Unfortunately, time passed qu
spaper on the table, got up, and slowly turned h
You a
iately straightened up, stood up straight,
Mr. O
e foreign mercenary world and has a reputation for fighting alone. Everyone is intimidated by the fact that he killed a thousand men on his own. Also, he has rul
of only eight men
ization. He slapped the table at his leader, vomited blood due to rage, and was admitted to the hospital. After
the career of the old her
military world and was bold enough to slap the table
nt was
at his superior asked
ly. He stepped forward and patted Trent on the shoulder, saying, "Very good. Young man, you have solid shoul
s, Mr.
r of introduction with both han
expression became serious, and he frowned deeply. Maddox read the whole letter with a solemn f
r country... You are the o
sed his palm for the first time after he had retired for fiv
was flattered. He thought, t
t conventio
ng Mercenary is our country's sharp blade. If you hadn't crossed the border alone five years ago to carry out the final beheading, Wolf Fang Mer
that, Maddox gave
heir lives just to get the praise of Maddox, the old hero. Yet
he affirmation of a
tance from the old generat
d and saluted again. He said, "Tha
and sit here. St
the sofa and picked up the
Olson,
ld, I can still manage. You are a hero." Maddox
nt scratched the back of
ars tomorrow and let you be the CEO of a security group made up of top foreign mercenaries. You just need to take my letter and take office without having to worry
om the sofa. "Mr. Olson, I'm not
"W
do then? Don't forget that your files in Wolf Fang Mercenary these past few years will
come a cleaner in the Lennard Group this morning. My brother
ro's lifetime wisdom in doubt for his own sake. Moreover, he
A cle
, "What? How can that be? The Wolf King
lson, it's
"You
ed, suddenly not k
and said, "Fine. Now that you've decided on your course, I won't say anything else. If you encounter a
Trent felt alright agr
ming here today. I wonder if you can help me find out the w