Chapter 81: The Future Holds Promise, Young Man!
With Wendy flying at full speed, John, who had been filled with a bellyful of cold wind, soon landed safely at the baron's residence. Before he could reprimand Wendy for disobeying his wishes, he felt two scrutinizing gazes from ahead and hurriedly straightened his collar.
Then, facing the two captains ahead of him, both dressed in jet-black Inspection Forces uniforms, wearing black military caps, and bearing Inspection Forces medals on their right arms, he saluted and spoke in a deep voice:
"John Maslow, warrant officer, commander of Mage Mech Soldier Squad No. 14, 6th Battalion, Seventh Air Force of the Empire, reporting to my two superiors. May the Empire's glory be with you both!"
"The Empire's glory be with you as well, Warrant Officer John Maslow."
The two captains immediately returned John's salute.
Then, as though they had recalled something amusing,
the tall, bearded Inspection Forces captain on the left could not help glancing at the stern-faced Wendy beside him before teasing John.
"I have to say, Warrant Officer John, your landing method just now was... rather distinctive. Even I was somewhat surprised."
"Cough, cough. It happened suddenly, and I had no time to equip my Mage Pack, so I had no choice but to resort to that. My apologies for the spectacle, sir."
John immediately flushed with embarrassment, then shot an inconspicuous glare at the awkward-looking Wendy beside him.
That idiot Wendy only knew how to make him lose face. Later, he would have to give that fool's chubby cheeks a good hard tug.
"Haha, I understand, I understand. I was only joking, so there is no need to be so nervous. Still, you need not call us superiors. After all, the next time we meet, we may be the ones