Gardner Martin stepped out of the carriage and warmly embraced Lumian.
Oh, his attitude changed instantly… Lumian criticized as he returned the hug. After the embrace, Gardner Martin let go and smiled, declaring, "From now on, we're true brothers."
True brothers? Can I inherit your estate if you die? Lumian, whose mental state had improved significantly and had successfully passed the difficult "test," held back his teasing thoughts.
"You're still my boss," Lumian said, his habitual loyalty shining through in his words.
He thought that while it might have been a bit over the top, the gesture didn't feel insincere or out of place.
Gardner Martin laughed.
"In the future, when there's nobody else around, you can call me 'Commanding Officer.'"
"Commanding Officer…" Lumian found the title a little strange.
The Iron and Blood Cross Order was a secret organization, not an army.
