Chapter 233 Egg Benedict
Benedict was a military commander of the same rank as Theobold.
He commanded the Green Snake military team under the banner of the Carlson Family and had quite a history with Theobold. His physique was quite similar to Theobold, albeit more boorish and messy.
"Theobold, I swear to god, if you don't stop calling me Egg Benedict, then I'm going to kill you first before tackling the monster wave." Benedict's face turned red from anger, clearly angered by the humiliation of the nickname.
Alas, his threat was simply non-existent to Theobold.
"I might be injured, but I can still fight an Egg Benedict with ease," Theobold replied, standing still and firm.
Knowing that threatening a man like Theobold was pointless, considering Theobold had been in many life-and-death situations, Benedict was helpless.
However, he suddenly recalled the woman next to Theobold had joined in with the laughter. And based on her outfit, it was clear that she wasn't a soldier.
Smiling coldly, Benedict turned his attention toward Mary and proclaimed, "You– how dare you make fun of the Green Snake military commander!"
He thought Mary would quickly whimper in fear, and thus regain some of his lost pride, but to his dismay. His actions were equivalent to provoking everyone in the scene.
Mary's identity might not be as grand as Theobold's, but the other people here knew who Mary was. She was affiliated with Optic Mech– the very same company that had provided the modified Claymore Mines to assist them in the frontline.
And the prowess of the Claymore Mines does not need any more evidence, so for Benedict to suddenly target Mary, it was no different than him poking at a hornet nest.
Even Theobold felt some pity for Benedict.
'Egg Benedict brother, I'm helpless against this Mary, but you sure have the guts to target her. Indeed, you are extraordinary.' Theobold thought to himself, nodding his head in approval.
To be able to seek their own doom in a matter of an instant upon arrival, was truly something Theobold was not able to do.
Realizing something was amiss when he sensed much hostility directed at him, Benedict retracted his finger. He noticed other people were all glaring at him.
"What? Do you people want to attack a military commander?" Unwilling to back down, Benedict stepped forward and snorted coldly.
"Oh dear, Egg Benedict. No wonder you're always getting outbeat by Theobold. Do you even realize the person you are trying to implicate?" Suddenly, a melodic and sweet voice echoed from behind.
"And what are you trying to accomplish here, Phoebe?" Benedict easily recognized this sweet and melodic voice.
Phoebe was the military commander of the Scarlet Ruby and under the banner of the Hill Family. She had long purple hair and a lascivious figure that could send men into fantasy land with one look.
However, those who truly know her would distance themselves from her.
She was like a honey that was filled with the deadliest traps ever. Once ensnared to her charm, you were equivalent to being her puppet, lifeless and emotionless, only bidding to her will.
"Rude as usual, but I guess it matches the family you're under with. The Carlson Family, also known as the brute." Phoebe shrugged her shoulders.
"As if your Hill Family were any better. What happened to your Hill Family's heir again?" Benedict quickly rebuked.
"Hmph, whatever then. Good luck in dealing with the angry mobs." Phoebe sneered. At first, she planned on giving him leeway, but since Benedict loved to choose the death option, then who was she to stop him?
Seeing Phoebe leave somewhat angrily, Benedict laughed cheekily. "Heh, want to mess with me? You're too young for that."
"Are you sure about that?"
"Of course, I'm sure. I'm a military commander after all." Benedict responded but came to his senses when he wondered who had the nerve to question him.
"Huh? You again. I haven't even finished imposing punishment on you for disrespecting a military commander." Benedict raised an eyebrow when he realized it was Mary who questioned him.
However, his expression changed when he saw a group of people start gathering in front of Mary. They were like a protective bunch, with some of them even asking Mary if she wanted them to assist her.
"Theobold, what are you trying to do?" Benedict turned to Theobold and asked. "You're not seriously going to let them attack the military, right?"
Before Theobold could respond, Shi Tian had subsequently exited the Iron Sentinel.
The progress of the analysis was finally completed, so he quickly arrived at the scene. n))0velBIn
"It's Sir Gavin!"
As soon as Shi Tian revealed his appearance, those who had purchased the earliest Claymore Mines recognized him and called him out.
"Sir Gavin? You're that mechanic guy that had been supplying the frontline with the Claymore Mines?" Benedict also turned his attention to Shi Tian.
After all, Shi Tian's deeds were practically shown live and only an ignorant person or someone living under a rock would not know about the incident.
Meanwhile, Shi Tian ignored Benedict's question as he turned his attention to the crowd, thanking them for helping his assistant.
Mary's identity was revealed to be an assistant of Gavin, so it was only natural that he kept up with the appearance.
Of course, Shi Tian and Mary had long informed Theobold of his identity and alias usage. Thus, Theobold agreed to keep it a secret and remained silent despite knowing Shi Tian as Nathan.
The same goes for Vanessa, who was watching by the sideline, clearly curious about how the situation was going to unfold.
"Thank you everyone for helping my assistant here, but we had just gone through quite a big fight. Some of you are even injured by the energy wave, so please get some rest now." Shi Tian exclaimed loudly, telling the crowd to disperse.
The crowd, at first reluctant, but pondering for a few more moments, understood they indeed needed to recover for upcoming fights.
Benedict saw this and thought Shi Tian was afraid of his majestic might. "Heh, you're a clever one, aren't you, Gavin."
Shi Tian looked confused, glancing back and forth.
"Huh... when did my brunch have the ability to talk?" He asked confusingly, placing his hand by his chest as an act of being shocked.
