The Mystery:The Witch and the Scourge

Passing the eyes of everyone in the audience, Joyce walked to the stage calmly. No matter how nervous he was, at least his posture was perfect.

"The future of the kingdom belongs to the young, and it's time for old people like me to give up their seats." Gordon joked, making room for Joyce to stand.

Joyce quickly advised: "You are always guiding us forward."

Gordon smiled and said nothing.

Joyce turned to face everyone, carefully weighing his words and said:

"General Gordon has placed high hopes on me, for which I am honored, but also a little scared."

"My father has always been my idol. I am proud of his status as a soldier, and I also hope to join this glorious ranks in the near future."

He raised his glass: "To all the soldiers who have fought for the kingdom."

After draining the red wine in the glass, Joyce breathed a sigh of relief. It was very challenging for him to speak in front of so many people... especially officers, so he had to pick up some clichés and use them, but the result was quite satisfactory.

After all, who doesn’t like compliments!

Afterwards, General Gordon announced the start of the banquet, patted Joyce's shoulder with satisfaction, and led him to recognize the many guests present. Among them were William's comrades who were familiar with him, and of course there were also people who were completely strangers to Joyce.

, the same thing is that they are all active or retired military officers.

This is to cultivate him completely as his nephew... Joyce followed General Gordon, clinking glasses with people from time to time, chatting a few words, and at the same time daydreaming in his heart, if he joins the army in the future, this level

His status is enough for him to face no obstacles before he can be promoted to the rank of Colonel.

While he was having a lively conversation with his old subordinates, a male waiter suddenly came to Gordon and said something in his ear. The latter suddenly turned cold, apologized, and turned around and walked towards the door of the hall.

Directly opposite, a man and woman walked in arm in arm.

The man is wearing a major general uniform, has a square face, thick eyebrows, and a slightly ordinary appearance, but for a general, he is young enough.

The lady next to her looked radiant. She wore a hollow evening dress draped over her body, revealing her delicate collarbones. The delicate lace covered her chest, and her white skin was looming behind her. There was a hint of amorous feelings between her eyebrows.

Joyce's pupils narrowed and his body tensed subconsciously. He never thought that he would see Ianna again so soon, and face to face at such a close distance!

"Bright, what are you doing here? I don't remember inviting you." General Gordon said with obvious displeasure.

"You are getting older and it is inevitable that you will forget something. I am not here to correct your mistakes."

The ordinary-looking Major General Bright said with a smile, completely ignoring the former boss in front of him, and his tone was full of the calm and victorious attitude:

"Oh, and... I have already suggested to Admiral Amyrius to end your leave early. After all, it is a pity for a respected general like you to be idle at home."

"you……"

General Gordon was about to get angry when he suddenly heard Joyce coughing twice on purpose behind him. He could guess that everyone's eyes were focused here without looking back, so he suppressed his anger and said word by word:

"Thank you very much."

"You're welcome." Brett said lightly, with that false smile hanging on his face:

"Can I go in to the party now?"

"Please." Gordon was silent for a long time before a word came out of his mouth.

Major General Bright held the silent Ianna on his arm and passed by Gordon. When passing Joyce, he asked casually:

"Are you Joyce Best, William's son?"

Joyce was about to respond when he heard General Gordon reminding him:

"Now Baron Best."

Brett's face briefly distorted for a second, then he kept smiling and said:

"Yes, I also personally submitted a letter of recommendation to His Majesty the King. Unfortunately, William died before accepting the canonization."

"Little Best, you should take this as a warning."

Seeing that General Gordon did not continue to refute, Joyce suppressed the confusion in his heart, bowed slightly and responded:

"Thank you, Major General Bright, for your kindness."

Brett said "Yeah" and led Ianna towards the banquet hall.

Joyce's eyebrows knit together because Ianna acted like she didn't recognize him at all, which seemed to him to be very abnormal.

When he saw Yianna appear just now, the first thought that came to his mind was that she was here for him.

Could it be that I am too suspicious... Joyce thought to himself and heard General Gordon say from behind:

"About William, I will tell you in detail when I find time later. Now you only need to know one thing. There is a conspiracy hidden in William's death."

He patted Joyce on the shoulder habitually and said comfortingly:

"The truth will be made public one day. You are still too weak at the moment. Don't think about diving into this whirlpool. That is a very stupid thing."

In fact, I was already at the center of the whirlpool... Joyce watched General Gordon walk away and did not follow him.

Regarding William's death, the water is deeper than I imagined...

The identity of the Baron actually came from Bright's recommendation, but the two obviously belong to different camps. This is an act of siding with the enemy...

How a general could do such a stupid thing is really unbelievable...

Joyce shook his head and saw Ianna sneaking into a group of men and walking in the opposite direction.

"My name is Diego, and I have been teammates with William for a while."

Joyce looked at the straightforward man in front of him. He was wearing the uniform of a major from MI9. His voice was rough and powerful, and there was an obvious scar under his left eye.

"Hello, my father rarely talks to me about things on the battlefield." Joyce euphemistically expressed that she didn't know him.

Scar Diego didn't seem to hear the hint in his words, and continued to talk to himself:

"That mission was very thrilling, and the scar on my face was left at that time, but William impressed me even more deeply. He is a true warrior."

"Scars are the glory of a soldier." Joyce couldn't comment, so he simply responded.

"Hahaha, good point." Scar Diego slapped Joyce's arm hard twice:

"You are very much like your father. I look forward to the day I meet you on the battlefield."

Joyce cleverly moved his shoulders and said confidently:

"Yes, Your Excellency Major."

After seeing off the major of MI9, Joyce soon welcomed the next guest who came to greet him. It seemed that he suddenly became the favorite of the entire banquet, and the content of everyone's chat with him was very different.

Don't open William.

Joyce took the trouble to say similar words until the person he didn't want to face appeared.

"Baron Best, you are truly a talented person. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to have a drink with you!"

"Of course, beautiful lady, but I don't know your name yet."

"Ianna."