The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 446

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Chapter 446 Military Orders Are Absolute

Chapter 446 Military Orders Are Absolute

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“As for Colonel Barron’s side, that’s an internal matter for the Fifth Military,” she said calmly. “We only handle the affairs of the Kingdom Interstellar Route Authority, right?”

Dwayne froze for a second before nodding frantically.

“R–Right, right! Ms. Schofield is absolutely correct!”

Then he turned and practically fled the scene.

Behind him, Elizabeth watched his retreating figure, the smile on her face getting bigger.

Desmond walked over to her side.

“So… that means we’re in the clear now, Ms. Schofield?”

“We are,” Elizabeth replied. “He said it himself. What, is he going to take it back now?”

Desmond nodded, then hesitated. “What about the Fifth Military…”

Elizabeth turned her head toward the temporary medical pod in the distance, its lights still glowing through the night.

“That’s their problem,” she said lightly. “Let them deal with their own problem.”

Then she walked back toward the cafeteria, low laughter trailing behind her from Desmond and the others.

Inside, Ella was directing people cleaning up.

Tyson was crouched in the corner, finally unable to hold back his laughter anymore, only to get smacked on the back of the head by Tiffany.

Elizabeth walked to the window and gazed out into the night.

In the distance, several spaceships sat quietly docked in the spaceport, their dark hulls reflecting dim streaks of light.

Looking at them, she suddenly let out a soft chuckle.

She hadn’t told anyone about the defensive circle.

But after today… Certain people would probably remember this lesson for a very long time.

The night breeze drifted past, carrying a faint chill.

Elizabeth withdrew her gaze and turned back into the cafeteria.

“Ella, is there still any caramelized roasted sweet potato left? Get me a serving.”

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Deon stood at the edge of the crude spaceport, staring silently at the medium–sized battleship docked before him. For a full minute, he didn’t say a word.

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Chapter 446 Military Orders Are Absolute

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Behind him, several team members exchanged uneasy glances, none daring to speak first:

From yesterday until now, they had already exhausted every method available to them. Instrument scans, manual inspections, rushing over high–precision detection equipment overnight… They had even brought in another senior specialist from the military research institute for remote consultation.

And the result?

Nothing

That flash of light, the rebounding energy cannon, the defense system that had blasted half of Professor Malone’s shoulder apart…. It was as though it had been a ghost, something that clearly existed yet left behind no trace whatsoever.

Professor Malone was still unconscious inside the medical pod.

His right arm would most likely never be saved. According to the military doctors, the fact that he was still alive was already fortunate enough.

Deon closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath.

“Colonel…” came a cautious voice from behind him. “The chief of staff is pressing us again.”

Deon opened his eyes.

Of course he knew Gregory was pressuring them.

From last night until now, Gregory had already sent five separate communications, and every single one carried the same order. They had to obtain those ships.

“If you can’t figure it out, confiscate them,” Gregory had said in his final message. “Use the justification of threatening Imperial security. The imperial law grants us that authority.”

Threatening Imperial security.

Deon let out a bitter laugh.

He knew perfectly well it was nonsense.

A transport fleet from some farm… No matter how advanced its defense system might be, what did that possibly have to do with threatening the kingdom’s security?

But military orders were absolute.

He turned and walked toward Elizabeth.

Elizabeth was standing beside the assault craft, speaking quietly with Desmond.

When she saw Deon approaching, she stopped mid–conversation and turned around, that familiar smile already appearing on her face. the one Deon had become disturbingly accustomed to.

“Colonel Barron,” she greeted lightly, as though chatting over tea, “found something new again?”

Deon looked at her and suddenly found himself struggling to speak.

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