Ross truly did not need to despair too much. He would probably never set foot in West Sail Harbor again in this life, and the Boro People would probably not welcome this invader back either. Whatever became of this place had nothing to do with him anymore.
As for Evernight Harbor.
The Alliance corps that had landed there had entirely different principles from the Eastern Empire soldiers currently ransacking West Sail Harbor. His family and furniture were all safe and sound, with nothing missing.
Although he had to report to New West Sail Harbor first and could not reunite with his family before Birthday, they would be reunited eventually...
The square by the docks.
The soldiers guarding him had changed from Boro People to Eastern Empire troops.
Looking at the burly young man, Ross thought for a moment, then pulled a golden medal from his pocket.
"Could you lend me two dinars? I want to buy a newspaper."
The young man reached out and pushed the medal back to him, grinning brightly.
"Keep your medal, sir. I'll take care of this little thing for you!"
Even a defeated commander of ten thousand was still a commander of ten thousand, especially one with a golden combat medal.
With that, the young man scampered over to the nearby newsstand and casually grabbed a stack of papers.
The vendor did not dare stop him, and the Gray Wolf Army soldiers nearby pretended not to see it.
Looking at the stack of newspapers the young man had brought back, Ross took them and gave a bitter smile.
"You... should at least pay for them."
Besides, there were so many that he probably would not finish reading them even after reaching New West Sail Harbor.
The soldier laughed heartily.
"It's fine. They've already been paid