This Game is too Realistic - Chapter 497.2: Griffin's Death

This Game is too Realistic

Griffin cut him off.

"Don’t think like that. I will be honored as a hero and given a state funeral in Triumphant City. I don’t want my lifetime of effort and honor to be wasted by a single mistake."

"Promise me, Karloff. Let me go alone. Don’t hate our people. Don’t resist."

His voice carried a note of pleading.

Karloff stood silent for a long while. Finally, he nodded. "I promise."

Seeing the young man nod, Griffin finally smiled with relief. His tone softened. "My adjutant will assume command. Horn Fortress will surrender to the New Alliance, and the ceasefire negotiations will conclude soon. The war is over."

"In time, you’ll all go home."

"Go now. Wait outside the door. I’d like to spend the last few minutes alone."

Karloff turned away, choking back sorrow and tears, and walked out the door.

With the room empty, Griffin felt strangely at peace. After all, their efforts weren’t meaningless.

At the very least, Triumphant City had sent a five star governor-general.

With direct backing, in ten...