He had thought he would agonize and hesitate, but in reality, Peter left with extraordinary decisiveness.
As he led the few remaining troops of the Rakshasa Republican Party away from the allied camp, Peter even felt as if he had finally laid down a burden and become carefree.
Even if he was unwilling to admit it, given the current strength of the Rakshasa Republican Party's troops, insisting on acting alongside the allied army's main force was simply a burden for them.
And he had already paid a sufficient price in casualties for this choice.
Fortunately, the cooperation project with Great Zhou had at least brought him some gains. On top of that, the Holy Roland Empire had also said it would send a token of gratitude. Otherwise, if he returned home in such a sorry state, he truly would have a hard time explaining himself to the people.
After exhaling a long breath, Peter was now plainly desperate to return home, wishing he could sprout wings and fly straight back to the Smith Republic, then move forward with his cooperation project with Great Zhou.
Meanwhile, after Peter left, Fisher's mood also began to grow conflicted.
Peter had previously clung to him like chewing gum the entire time, driving him crazy. Now that the other man was going to return home ahead of him, Fisher actually felt a little flustered after thinking it over.
Especially when he recalled that Peter and the Zhou Emperor seemed to have discussed some kind of business at Saint Roland Fortress...
I'm not in the country right now. If I let that bastard Peter go back just like this, that brat isn't going to take advantage of the opportunity to steal my home, is he?!
Once this thought arose, it could no longer be stopped.
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