I, who was eager to retire, became an Imperial General.

Chapter 32 I suspect you are an Allied spy
Looking at the Imperial soldiers surrounding his side, Dick Hardman, the eldest son of the Hardman family, felt an unprecedented fear.

He really didn't expect that he had set off from Bahamut town at noon, just as his father had instructed.

While disguising all members of the Hardman family as ordinary caravans, they also chose the most secluded and difficult route to evade the patrols of imperial scouts, thus leading the family's direct descendants to the Kingdom of Victoria.

Yet it was such a meticulous plan, such cautious action.

Just as they were about to leave Walden Territory, they were stopped by an Imperial army that appeared out of nowhere near Stone Village.

What made him feel most desperate was that the person who stopped them this time was an Imperial Magic Soldier!

Faced with that terrifying explosive magic, let alone the fact that the guards he had invited were just a group of ordinary soldiers.

Even if it were the Allied elite troops, they wouldn't survive a second against the enemy!
Was this a premeditated plan by the empire, or just a coincidence?

Just as Dick Hardman was feeling uneasy, footsteps approached from ahead, and amidst the anxious gazes of the caravan members, a man and a woman emerged from the terrifying Imperial army and came before them.

The man in the lead had black hair and black eyes, and a handsome face, but a fake smile that always lingered on his lips was inexplicably chilling.

Moreover, unlike the surrounding Imperial soldiers, this person wore a gold star epaulette on his shoulder. Considering the respectful attitude of the terrifying female Imperial mage towards him, Dick Hardman instantly deduced that this person must be the commander of this Imperial unit.

Thinking of this, Dick immediately suppressed his panic and prepared to put on a smile, pretending to be an ordinary businessman, and try to use his silver tongue to fool the other party in an attempt to get away with it.

The black-haired man didn't even glance at him. At the female mage's signal, he went straight to the caravan's wagons, ripped open the tarpaulin, and revealed the glittering gold and jewels inside.

Then, a look of greed, all too familiar to Dick Hardman, appeared in his eyes.

Damn imperial dogs!

Realizing that he might not be able to get back a single penny of the family fortune he had accumulated, he...

Dick Hardman felt his heart bleed, but he silently comforted himself, thinking that it was okay, money could be earned back, as long as he could successfully deceive everyone and lead his people to the Kingdom of Victoria.

Once Father, together with that terrifying dragonwoman, eliminates the commander sent by the Empire and completes Lord Morning Star's mission, with the support of the Allied forces, the Hardman family can completely rise again.

Once the Allied forces defeat the Empire, I'll find that damned Imperial dog sooner or later and get my revenge.

Thinking of this, Dick felt much better, and his gaze towards the black-haired man held a hint of contempt.

However, he maintained a humble demeanor on the surface, while taking out a cigarette from his pocket, approaching the other person solicitously, offering it to him, and then saying in a fawning tone:
"Sir, we are just an ordinary caravan that wants to do business in the Kingdom of Victoria. We are really not spies of the Allied forces. Please don't misunderstand."

"Of course, I also know that the Imperial Army has been fighting hard against the Allied forces recently. To show my sincerity, I am willing to donate half of these assets to the Imperial Army free of charge, as a testament to my loyalty to the Empire. What do you think?"

Dick had assumed that after he said those words, the damned imperial dog opposite him would try to bargain with him, or even order his soldiers to threaten him. He would then play the victim, reluctantly handing over all his possessions in exchange for his family's safety.

However, to Dick's surprise, after hearing his words, the young man in front of him only glanced at him before turning his attention back to the gold inside the carriage.

Those sharp eyes and calm demeanor hardly suggest that he has been blinded by money!

The other party's gaze remained fixed on the inscriptions and serial numbers on the gold throughout.

It was as if they were examining the cargo inside the carriage, trying to find more detailed information to identify the true identities of these people.

This guy is acting strange!
Dick's heart sank, and cold sweat began to bead on his forehead.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that the imperial officer in front of him was not as easy to deal with as he had expected.

I grass!

Holy crap!

So much gold!
We're rich! We've struck it rich!
As long as I get my hands on this gold, I can instantly go from a poor guy to a rich and handsome man!

Haha, Wendy, you're simply a lucky star sent to me by Lady Luck!
I fucking love you to death!
John stared intently at the gold in front of him, his heart pounding with excitement, almost turning into a screaming groundhog!
Even in his previous life, he had never seen so much gold in TV dramas.

But right now, this gold, which could be described as a wall, was laid bare before him.

The impact of this scene is simply indescribable!
At that moment, John made up his mind that he would get his hands on this batch of gold no matter what.

Even if the empire is defeated in the future and he is prosecuted for robbery, it doesn't matter.

With so much gold in hand, what's there to be afraid of in a robbery?

What? You're saying this money belongs to the caravan and is ill-gotten gains?
Nonsense! These people are clearly a bunch of thieves who stole the property of the local nobles during the chaos. How could they possibly escape the watchful eyes of my righteous Warrant Officer John!
I'm doing this to rid the Allies of a menace; it's a truly righteous act. If you don't understand, don't spout nonsense!
John was filled with excitement and anticipation, but realizing that there were still many people watching, he pretended to be completely calm on the surface.

He then used almost unprecedented willpower to barely manage to pull his eyes away from the glittering gold.

He then suppressed his excitement, glanced at the caravan captain who was forcing a smile, and, under the man's narrowed gaze, spoke calmly:

“Sir, I suspect you are Allied spies. Now, I need you to prove your identity. Otherwise, I will order your men to shoot you on the spot, in accordance with the Empire’s regulations for handling spies.”

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(End of this chapter)