Chapter 162 A Talkative Isaac

[Aimee] Kugler always believed Bartington’s group would have a better future in the army. He had that blind trust even when he first met them. I decided to let Walt and his accomplices stew for a few days, so I secretly administered a weakening potion to them. Then, I accompanied Kugler to meet the troops. It was an exaggeration to call his men an army. It was more like a group of strong werewolves gathered for training. Since Angus’ rise to power, there had been no conflict between the Western Werewolves and the Sirian Empire. The soldiers noticed the moment Kugler stepped onto the campsite, and they sounded the horn. The horn was blown differently according to the situation. It didn’t take long for everybody to put down what they were doing and rush to the wide field. “It’s Kugler!” “Kugler is back at last!” “Are we going to war?” The fellow soldiers talked among themselves but stopped when Kugler raised his arm. “We have no wars to fight for now, but you need to b