"Good luck, man!" When Carl passed by, the two soldiers sincerely wished him well.
The corners of Carl's mouth curved slightly as he nodded. Although he had only known these two soldiers for one night, he could still feel their sincerity.
After leaving the room, Carl calmed down and followed the officer in silence.
With the speculation of the two soldiers just now, Carl admitted to himself that the officer of the Empire-shield Army should be a War Spirit warrior.
Other than Darke who died last night, this was the second War Spirit warrior that Carl met. His heart could not help being filled with curiosity.
The officer noticed that Carl was staring at him. After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped and asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything on my back? Why are you staring at me?
