As Long as I Have No Morals, Noble Law Has No Effect on Me. "B-Bastard!"
At that moment, Baron Myka was trembling with rage.
No matter what, he had never imagined that his son, who had always stood before him without even daring to meet his eyes, would one day say something so rebellious.
Even though he knew that, from Dick's standpoint, this was the best choice for the family.
Understanding did not mean accepting it, especially for someone who considered himself exceptionally intelligent. Dick's actions were undoubtedly a damnable betrayal!
Value, yes, value!
As long as he showed sufficient value, that damned John Maslow would surely spare his life for the sake of what he could offer the Empire.
It was even possible that he could become the lord of Dragon Eye Domain once more!
Like a drowning man clutching at his final straw, Baron Myka's eyes flew wide open as he desperately searched his mind for useful intelligence he could provide the Empire.
Under the pressure of this life-or-death crisis, he quickly thought of a way to escape death.
His breathing grew rapid as he immediately shouted at that damned Imperial female soldier:
"I have intelligence! I have classified intelligence about the Allied Forces! I want to see John Maslow and report to him in person!"
"Hm? Classified intelligence?"
A flash of surprise immediately crossed Wendy's eyes.
She had not expected this old bastard Myka to say something like that.
But considering that he was scum who had tried to snipe Warrant Officer John, if he really managed to use classified intelligence as an excuse to escape with his life—
Then he would definitely cause Warrant Officer John plenty of trouble afterward.
And as Warrant Officer John's number one follower, loyal Sergeant Wendy would never allow that to