Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 1254

"Commander."

With no one around, Ray finally called out the appellation.

"You don't have to call me that. Have a seat."

Sean waved his hand slightly and said to Ray.

"Yes!"

Ray answered and sat down.

It had been two years since they had last met. They never talked because they were both busy.

It was their first face-to-face conversation in more than two years.

Ray could never have imagined such a thing when he was in the army.

Sean had over a million soldiers. If every single one of them talked to Sean face-to-face, it would take them two years of service for a one-minute audience each.

"You've done well since you were discharged."

Sean picked up the coffee and took a sip.

Ray sat up even straighter, not daring to breathe loudly.

He could tell that Sean was being sarcastic.

He could not find the right words to explain it.

Sean only wanted results whether Ray had a choice or not.

"Calm down.

"I hope from the bottom of my heart that all of you can be discharged peacefully from the army, return home, get a job, and spend time with your families."

Sean put down his coffee cup and spoke calmly.

Ray's nose turned sore when he heard Sean's remark.

He knew it was what was on Sean's mind.

Given the choice, Sean would not fight in any war.

Because there would be casualties when there was war.

"Whew! Commander, how have you been these two years?"

Ray exhaled gently, looked at Sean, and asked.

"Whether good or bad, it's all over.