Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The white man is about fifty years old. Although his age is advanced, he is full of energy, with the demeanor of a sage.

His presence exudes a strong sense of authority, clearly a figure accustomed to holding power for a long time.

"Hello, Risktaker Jack, I'm Lester."

The elderly white man extended his hand to Yang Fei, with a gentle and steady smile on his face.

"What, General Lester of the Military Department?"

Yang Fei looked astonished, nearly jumping up.

Lester controls heavy military forces, a figure George must win over.

Moreover, he belongs to the Bal Royal Family, so how did he get mixed up with the Illuminati's Rebel Army?

Lester smiled slightly: "Jack, I'm not part of the Bal Royal Family."

"My mother is from the Bal Royal Family, but my father is a Qibo Tribesperson."

Yang Fei was dumbfounded. He looked at Lester carefully, noticing that Lester lacked the sharp ears and big nose typical of Qibo Tribespeople.

His physical features were identical to those of the noble Bal Royal Family.

Lester seemed to guess what Yang Fei was thinking, and he laughed derisively.

"This world is just that absurd."

"A noble woman from the Bal Royal Family hopelessly fell in love with a Qibo slave and bore him a child."

"Because that slave was handsome, upright, kind, and could sing beautifully."

Yang Fei vaguely guessed what was going on, but couldn't help but ask a question.

"Are you talking about your parents' story? What happened next?"

Lester lowered his eyes, expressionless: "There was no next."

"This matter became the shame of the Bal Royal Family. The slave had his vocal cords cut and was buried alive, and the area he lived in was purged. The woman was forced to commit suicide by poison."

"But her dying pleas allowed the child to survive because the child's physical features did not display the traits of inferior Qibo Tribespeople."

Here, Lester's eyes flared with anger.

"However, what they didn't know was that this child might appear as Bal Royal Family on the surface, but has a heart of Qibo Tribe."

"Moreover, the flames of vengeance have been burning fiercely in his chest for fifty years."

Lester finished speaking and let out a long sigh.

"Who would have thought that in today's world, where ideas of freedom and democracy have been widely spread."

"People of Greenworth are still under such barbaric and dark rule, living in deep distress."

"As a Qibo Tribesperson, I want to unite the strongest forces to overthrow the Bal Royal Family and give the People of Greenworth a world of freedom and equality."

At this point, Lester looked at Yang Fei calmly.

"Mr. Jack, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Yang Fei nodded.

"I understand, but I'm not sure why you're telling me this?"

Laisette laughed, his eyes wise and clear, like a sage holding the pearls of wisdom.

"Because cooperation requires both parties to demonstrate the greatest sincerity."

This surprised Yang Fei: "You want to cooperate with me?"

"What can I do, and what can you help me with?"

Helen affectionately leaned in, holding onto Yang Fei's arm.

"Jack, can we go upstairs to discuss?"

Yang Fei really didn't want to get involved in this mess, and instantly frowned.

At this moment, Laisette laughed again.

"Mr. Jack, I can probably guess your purpose for getting close to Prince George—it's the Royal Secret Laboratory, isn't it?"

Yang Fei shivered all over but managed to conceal his shock well.

"What makes you think that?"

Lester smiled cunningly, like an old fox.

He smiled and shook his head: "Someone as strong as you wouldn't stoop to assist a useless prince."

"The reason you stopped us from killing George is only one—because he has the resources you need."

"And the only resources George has that would appeal to you are within the Royal Secret Laboratory, right?"

"If that's the case, I think I can offer you assistance."

Yang Fei was moved; General Lester's meticulous thinking was astonishing.

At this point, Lester suddenly started coughing.

The violent coughs made his body hunch like a shrimp, causing his face to contort repeatedly.

Helen quickly rushed over to gently pat his back, helping him breathe.

Struggling to catch his breath, Lester took a small medicine bottle from his pocket, poured three pills into his palm, and swallowed them in one go.

Even after taking the medicine, Lester continued to cough violently, and it took quite a while for him to stop.

His hand covering his lips slowly opened; it was shockingly covered in blood.

Helen looked at Lester with concern: "Teacher, how are you?"

Lester smiled sadly: "My illness cannot be dragged out for too long."

"Helen, we need to pick up the pace; I don't want to see the dark sky under Bal Royal Family's rule when I die."

Yang Fei felt a bit moved.

There's no denying that Lester is a true hero, and the twilight of a hero is the most poignant.

He couldn't help but ask a question.

"Mr. Lester, what's wrong with you?"

Lester smiled lightly: "Terminal lung cancer; my time is limited."

"So I hope to burn my entire life and dedicate it to my country and people."

At this point, he looked at Helen gently, as if seeing his most beloved daughter.

"Miss Helen, you are the most regal person I've ever seen."

"You are kind and benevolent, have received the highest humanistic education, and embody an indomitable fighting spirit with leadership skills that recognize and employ talent."

"When I fall, you must not give up. You must continue to fight and build a free, equal, and strong nation."

Helen's eyes turned slightly red, and she nodded earnestly.

For a moment, the atmosphere was somewhat heroic and tragic.

Yang Fei couldn't help but feel a deep respect and finally nodded.

"Very well, General Lester, you've successfully moved me."

He looked at Helen calmly.

"I must admit that I'm very interested in George's Royal Laboratory."

"Because there's a scientist I respect in there, and I need to find a way to rescue him."

Lester nodded: "Very good; everything aligns with my expectations."

"The Royal Secret Laboratory is the Bal Royal Family's biggest secret. After so many years of effort, I've already arranged an insider within the Royal Secret Laboratory."

"I've even opened a secret passage that leads directly to the secret laboratory base, so I should be the person you need."

Yang Fei suddenly felt delighted: "So, what do you need me to do?"

Lester pointed upstairs.

"We'll discuss the specifics of the cooperation upstairs."

Yang Fei nodded, and the elegant and charming Helen, holding Yang Fei's arm, gracefully went upstairs.

The small building's reception room was not spacious, too simple for significant figures like Helen and Lester.

Yang Fei sat down; Helen brought him a glass of red wine but gave Lester a glass of water.

Yang Fei took a small sip of red wine while Lester had a waiter activate the electronic projector.

The projector displayed images of a major figure traveling.

The streets were locked down, swarming with guards and bodyguards, and extremely secured.

Yang Fei froze the moment he saw the prominent figure.

"Isn't this Bal Senro, the Emperor of the Greenworth Empire?"