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I wondered aloud. Few weeks back, I had received some reports that some group of people were planning to rebel against me. I was also informed that they had the plans of coming to my house to launch an attack on me. I had laughed so hard when I heard the news. That was about the funniest thing I had heard recently. The battle finished in no time, I did not even have to raise a hand on them. My men were able to take care of them, they were just like a piece of snack to them.

It was the first time the man was able to laugh out loud after a full day of being extremely tense during a war led by an army leader who was not his usual war general. Steven who saw the annoying laughter naturally became even more irritated. Without filtering his words he said aloud, "Do you think being kicked out of the palace is so funny? Do you think this is a joke worth laughing at?"

Lucas, catching the mood, floated through the crowd, his boyish grin igniting laughter as he told exaggerated tales of their narrow escape, offering reassurances amidst the logistics. “Don’t worry, mates!” Lucas called, hands animated as he relayed their stories, “Our captain battled against shadows and darkness! I was merely the comedic relief, dodging tendrils and half the time pretending not to trip over my own feet!” His words elicited a burst of laughter, lifting the spirits of everyone around.

“Every spring this idiot cousin of mine, Mikey, calls up and tries getting me to join his group of Civil War reenactors. First-class clowns, these guys are: talking and playacting like they’re a real militia, like Confederate colonels or something on their make-believe battlefields. Most of these pussies couldn’t hack a single day in the actual military, either. All they do is play dress-up and camp out with their barroom buddies. What the fuck is that all about anyway? I mean, how much of a fucking loser do you have to be?” “Don’t know,” Richard admitted, passing him the Vern’s. “Christ, and we euthanize cats and dogs in this country. Unbelievable.” Richard grinned, staring down at his knee

Each sip was a reminder of the bond they shared, forged in the fires of adversity and tempered by trust and loyalty. As the evening wore on, they laughed and talked, sharing stories and memories from their past adventures. The room was filled with the sound of their voices, a tapestry of shared experiences that wove them closer together. They reminisced about the challenges they had faced and the triumphs they had achieved, each one a testament to their strength and resilience. Tales of narrow escapes, strategic victories, and moments of sheer luck flowed freely, punctuated by laughter and gasps of astonishment.

Jung Woo is seen laughing when he considers Commander Yeongjo's efforts to cover up the identities of his soldiers have been exposed. “Even the dumbest warrior couldn't have devised such a stupid strategy to trick his enemy. Ha ha ha! Are you guys that desperate?” Moon Seon also laughed in response to Jung Woo's words. "Yes. Right. The dumbest warrior couldn't have come up with such a stupid strategy. Unfortunately, you're not dealing with stupid soldiers! If you guys want to prove my warrior's prowess, I can give you at least thirty seconds from now!” Commander Yeongjo answered Jung Woo and Moon Seon's jokes quite calmly.

, I asked him. "I don't know. I had my brothers to rely on while fighting to save our country. I lost a few in the battle ground. Some of them shot themselve after diagnosing with PTSD", he said to me. "I'm sorry", I said. "It is part and parcel of our military life. I don't regret anything about it. It helped to learn and grow", said Kyle. "I never thought that I would have a pleasant conversation with you", I said to him. "I'm glad too. It is definitely nice to have some good conversation", he said.

To them, her story sounded like the wildest lie, something no sane person would believe. “What a load of nonsense! Ten years old, in a war zone? Does she really think we're that gullible?" “I nearly lost it laughing! She's got some nerve, making up stories and acting like the world owes her something!" “Let her run her mouth. She claims she could manage that at just ten? I'm in my thirties and have been in special forces, no way I'd ever brag like that!" Without blinking, Amelia locked eyes with the three recent speakers.

But the people at the faraway warships were laughing. One of the men was the commander of this army, Gang Fulgens. The big and tall general was smiling with a crazed expression. He laughed alongside his army. "Good, my eldest son! At least you are now a real warrior who died carrying the enemy's leader with you!" Beside him was his second son from a different mother, laughing harder than him. Yes. Laughter echoed through the coast. The sea was filled with excitement as the people from the Varanus made fun of the opposite army.

But not really… His uniform doesn't fit me. I mean I'm skinny and still a kid. Normally what people think of me. Let's fast forward to the next event. On that night I didn't kill the commander and also I didn't even go further to threaten him. The soldier who was killed by me had a lot of money in his tent. Enough for me to start a new life somewhere. At last I disguised myself as a soldier, it was weird to wear clothes two times bigger than the size you wear.