Winner Takes All novel Chapter 908

The Commander was summoning him, and a Golden Guard was attending to it personally.

This was the biggest honor for any soldier in the Dragon Cavalry Squad.

To put it into greater perspective, the Achilles of today was merely a Sergeant.

Achilles raised his brows quizzically, obviously having some doubts.

However, no questions came from him as he was about to follow the Golden Guard.

That was because he knew very well that while being summoned as a sergeant, he was in no position to speak or ask anything.

At least, he could not be out of line in front of Debut and the others.

Only when Achilles and the Golden Guard had left, Debut and the others immediately burst into a bout of gossip.

“Tsk tsk tsk… the Commander was summoning him, and a Golden Guard is coming to get him, all this means that our boss is still not stripped of his duties completely. As the saying goes, a starved camel is bigger than the horse!”

Cole nodded, “That’s right, ever since joining the Dragon Cavalry Squad, we must be in total luck for being able to serve under Sergeant White. With him leading us, can we be considered people who is within near reaches of the mighty Commander?”

“Tone down your voice, mind you. We should keep this only between us, or else when people get wind of it, gossips would spread.” Yarol quickly reminded them.

The three of them exchanged glances and then a mysterious smile hanged on their faces.

At the same time, Jack piped in and joined in their laughter, but his eyes was still fixed on the direction where the Golden Guard and Achilles had left.

If the Coalition Order didn’t exist, maybe he could laugh as nonchalantly as Debut and the others.

However, knowing that Coalition Order was still in effect, the summoning this time by a Golden Guard carried an entirely different meaning.

Was things very severe now?

Jack’s heart immediately sank.

On the other side, after leaving with the Golden Guard, Achilles didn’t so much as making a sound.

Achilles was one step behind the Golden Guard, because this was the law in the army.

Only after they had left the barracks and were passing through a secluded area, the Golden Guard finally stopped and turned around with a wry smile, “Alright, there’s no one around now, so we don’t need to put up this act anymore. We used to be blood brothers, so there’s a limit to putting on appearances.”

“I don’t think it’s weird to put on this act. You are a Golden Guard now, and I am just a sergeant. We still need to maintain appearances and orders.”

Achilles laughed languidly, “Have you ever seen any sergeant in the squad who could walk side by side with a Golden Guard?”

His words caused the Golden Guard in question to feel even more helpless, but suddenly his expression changed to one of agony as he loudly coughed.

Achilles immediately turned serious, “You’re hurt?”

“Yeah.”

The Golden Guard nodded without hiding, “I have been stabbed on my back, and my lungs were somehow affected.”

What?

Achilles had a startled expression and veins almost burst out from the corners of his eyes.

Among the Twelve Golden Guards, there shouldn’t be too much of a gap between their respective strengths.

Those who were chosen by Zenith to be in the ranks of the Twelve Golden Guards were the cream of the crop, no matter it was about their power or their command in the battlefield. They were the best of the best.

It was especially rare for a Golden Guard to even get hurt, even though he might have just come out of a grave battlefield.

Of course, in that TM Villa District incident last time, it was an exception when the few of them were killed by Brent out of desperation.

The reason was not hard to comprehend. Numbers were on their side, and they had underestimated Brent. Another reason was that Brent was a contract assassin who was formidable on his own. He was ready to give up his life to save Jack.

That was the reason the outcome was unfavorable for the Golden Guards.

However, his blood brother whom he had long history with was hurt, and it was not a light one!

“What could have happened?”

Achilles asked in a low voice.

The Golden Guard waved his hand dismissively accompanied by several dry coughs before saying with a pale face, “You go meet the Commander for now. Things are difficult now, and I have just returned from out there.”

Coalition Order?

One possibility surfaced in Achilles’ mind.

As the former Chief Guard, he knew perfectly well the status and importance of the Twelve Golden Guards in the army.

As the twelve arms of Zenith, this team of elite personnel was a calming presence in the army.

It would require extraordinary circumstances to dispatch even one of the guards to go on a mission.

As they were only ranked secondly below Zenith, if the Golden Guards were sent out for mission so easily, then what was the purpose of having a three-hundred-men strong army?”