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Eugene’s back wound probably split open again. Before they arrived, he was truly risking his life.
They climbed up the mountain, down the mountain, and split into teams to cross the grassland .
The wind on the grassland was strong, dispersing the stuffy heat and refreshing them.
After the grassland, they had to climb the mountain again.
It was then that they heard cheers, A crowd swarmed around them.
The members of the Eugenius scout team cried and laughed, the scene before them seeming surreal like a dream. Even the cheers ringing in their cars felt as if they were coming from afar.
Upon returning to Frostbit,
as they entered the city, everyone wept.
Except for the groggy Marsh, the remaining ten individuals lay prostrate on the town’s soil, weeping silently.
This was the homeland of their dreams; they had returned!
The Southern Border had returned too! What tremendous significance this held for them!
Even if they died, even if they had no place to be buried, it was worth it. Everything was worth it.
Tad, hearing of Lance’s successful rescue and the return of eleven individuals, rushed over immediately. Lance, slumped in a chair, upon seeing him, said, ” Dispatch our best werewolf doctors here at once.”
Tad, appearing unusually excited, replied, “They’ll be here shortly.”
The eleven werewolf warriors present were strangers to him, yet he stepped forward and patted each of their shoulders one by one, “Well done, all of you.”
These individuals had once been werewolf warriors of Alpha Bentley’s legion, followers of Alpha Bentley, and did not recognize Tad.
Moreover, they were so exhausted that they couldn’t utter a single word; even after sitting down and attempting to stand again, their legs trembled incessantly.
“There’s no need for formalities; please remain seated,” Tad said with a smile, “I am proud of each and every one of you.”
After speaking, he instructed Stewart to take care of everyone and turned back to write his report. This report had to be sent to the palace immediately, to inform Lycan Erasmus that under his arrangements, Alpha Lance had been successfully met and all hostages rescued.
No one paid attention to what was written in his report; everyone’s hearts were preoccupie
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The werewolf doctor, after examination , stated that Marsh’s condition was sever, and jew whether he would pull through. Even if he did, one of his legs would likely never walk grams=0
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Lance said to the werewolf doctor, “Spare no expense in treating him. If he cannot be saved , do everyding possible to alleviate his suffering and prolong his life. I will take him back to the capital to seek treatment from Doctor Digby.”
Eugene, gazing at Tad’s back, pondered, “Did he truly not recognize them, or had he never even heard their names, or was he deliberately pretending not to know?”
Let it be, as Caldwell had said, letting go was better for everyone. The most pressing concern now was Marsh’s condition.
After the diagnosis, the werewolf doctor, with a grave expression, asked Lance for the medicine he had administered to Marsh and inspected it. He then said, “Thanks to this medicine, he’s managed to hold on this long. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made it.”
The legion had excellent medicinal supplies, but after the werewolf doctor treated Marsh, he still shook his head and asked Lance to step outside for a private conversation.
“Alpha Lance, I’ll do my utmost, but at best, I can stabilize him for seven or eight days. The situation is truly uncertain. There’s not a single unharmed spot on him. He’s swollen and festering everywhere. Without the medicine you provided, he wouldn’t have lasted this long.”
“I still have more of this medicine. If we continue using it along the way, can we stretch it to a month?” Lance inquired.
The werewolf doctor shook his head. “No, it’s already pushed to its limit to have lasted this long. It’s impossible to make it to a month.”
Lance frowned. “You’ll accompany us back to the capital. I’ll speak with Tad about it.”
The werewolf doctor wiped away his tears. “Agreed. It’s been truly tough. I truly admire his tenacity. His willpower is extraordinary. He must be clinging to the thought of his family, refusing to let go. An ordinary person would likely have given up during the torment.”
Hearing this, Lance felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Having served on the Southern Border battlefield, especially during the intense early battles, he too had struggled on the brink of life and death.
Back then, driven by his mission and the promise of marrying Adelaide, whom Airella had agreed to let him wed, he had resolved to survive and return to marry the woman he had loved for so long.
It was that very resolve that had sustained him through countless trials.
After requesting the werewolf doctor to do everything possible, Lance approached Eugene and the others to inquire, “Over these years, who has Marsh spoken of most often? Who does he hold closest to his heart ?”
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Eugene replied, “He must miss his parents. He often speaks of his mate. Every time he mentions his mate. he smiles, recounting how they once made a list of things to accomplish in their lifetime.
a man, one must keep their promises. Yet now, for the cause of the Southern Border , he f、………› he might break those promises. He feels he can face the nation but not his wife.”
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As he spoke , he squatted down and covered his face with his hands
After the werewolf doctor’s examination, a heavy weight pressed on everyone’s hearts
They had hoped that once back in Frostbite Town and under the care of the werewolf doctor, Marsh would recover. But the reality was far graver than anticipated.
Lance’s eyes, too, turned red.