420 The Poisonous Wine
Jordin Charlies’ POV:
“Maybe things aren’t that bad.” I believed General Aldrich was just too concerned. “We should trust Selma more. In terms of force, I don’t think any elves can cross the line of defense in New Flow. Maybe the Elf King can, but now he… Besides, Selma has at least helped the elven race. Unless the Crown Prince wants to be a tyrant in the people’s hearts, I don’t think he will act rashly for the time being. The so-called threat is not a show of strength but weakness.”
However, General Aldrich was not so easily convinced by us. When it came to Selma, the calmness and restraint he was so proud of would always go out of control.
In all fairness, I also wished I could immediately fly to the Elf Forest and bring Selma back. However, this was the most unrealistic and irrational way of doing things, so I had to stop him. “So, does the palace know about this?” I asked directly.
General Aldrich was silent. I knew that this was his own decision.
“Please show the calmness and rationality that a general should have. Forgive me for being tough, but this is the last resort. Without the palace’s order, you’ll only cause more trouble in the future if you do this without any reason. Besides, Selma’s decision to suspend the palace’s negotiations with the elves clearly indicates her attitude. She also believed that it was the best choice to pretend to be soft for the time being. Don’t forget that there are still those cult lunatics who have yet to be caught.”
General Aldrich gave a deep, exhausted sigh and rubbed his slightly haggard face. A few seconds later, that determined expression returned to his face. He allowed himself to indulge in his emotions for a few minutes and immediately turned back into the general who commanded his men, even though his heart was still bleeding from the predicament of his lover.
“I’m sorry, guys. I lost my composure.” He said calmly, “You’re right, Miss Charlies. We must cooperate with Selma’s decision now. Now, please return to your posts. The visitors from the Lycan pack are about to arrive, and we still have a lot of things to take care of.”
Speaking of visitors from the Lycan pack, I really didn’t want to take on such a thankless job. These people were a mix of good and bad. There were all kinds of talents sent by His Majesty to contribute to the Spring Rain Pack, and there were also soldiers who were here to replace and replenish the army.
There were also the famous ‘volunteers’ from the major families and various packs. This group was the most troublesome.
Although everyone’s information was placed in front of us, allowing us to see everyone’s resume as clearly as a flower through a glass, even if you knew who the problem was, you couldn’t rashly deal with him because he was a ‘volunteer’.
We couldn’t act rashly before these people do anything detrimental to the Spring Rain Pack. However, once they did something, we couldn’t recover the losses even if we pursued it.
That was why I really hated those forces who tried to play tricks. The Spring Rain Pack didn’t reject most of the builders who came with good intentions to create a bigger cake and take away the benefits they deserved, but there were still people who regarded schemes and intrigues as their lifelong pursuit. They felt uncomfortable if they didn’t do something.
As a member of the ‘princess’ party,’, I couldn’t avoid these guests who come under the official banner, so I was always in charge of receiving them. And the guests who came today caught my attention: People from the mobile patrol team were among them, and they escorted a batch of supplies approved by the palace. This was the usual kind of ‘welfare’.
𝐟r𝚎ewe𝚋𝚗૦ν𝘦𝘭. 𝐜𝚘𝗺
I knew the person in charge. He used to have some disputes with Selma, a former Alpha who worked in the mobile patrol team to atone for his sins. He was a man of few words as if he did not care about anything. After handing over the supplies, he plunged into the mobile patrol’s base in the Spring Rain Pack.
“What a strange person…” I mumbled, not taking him to heart.
No matter what, Benson was trustworthy. This allowed me to distribute these welfare resources to my employees of all levels who had worked hard for an entire month without any burden.
This was a very common thing. So common that no one would think there was a problem.
Therefore, when my assistant came in a hurry to report that General Aldrich was unconscious, I subconsciously thought that today was April 1st.
“What did you just say? Say that again,”I asked in disbelief.
“General Aldrich is in a coma!” The assistant was anxious and stammered, “After he drank a bottle of red wine in the welfare package today! Our werewolf grandmaster and the medical team are resuscitating General Aldrich and analyzing the composition of this bottle of red wine. However, General Aldrich’s situation is not good!”
In an instant, I felt the world spinning around me. It was as if a thousand seagulls were chirping in my ears simultaneously, causing me to have a sharp ringing in my ears. When I realized what was going on, my assistant had already brought me to a secret medical facility.
Looking at the red light sign on the emergency room door, I couldn’t help but start to wonder… Who could it be? In these troubled times, who was it that had extended their hand to General Aldrich?
A wanderer?
Evil cultist?
Or perhaps… was this person from the Lycan pack?
