This Game is too Realistic - Chapter 497.3: Griffin's Death

Cowley listened silently, then sighed, “That inspection… You shouldn’t be telling me this. If I were loyal to General Griffin, you’d already be dead.”

Battlefield Cheerleader rolled his eyes.

Give me a break.

You’re McClennan’s guy. Why else would Willick trust you?

Being reserved and quiet was just part of the role he was playing. He wasn’t actually dumb. But he didn’t say any of that.

“I trust you,” said Battlefield Cheerleader, looking at him earnestly. “You’ve always been my commanding officer.”

Hearing that, a rare smile appeared on Cowley’s face. He hadn’t expected to have such a loyal follower. But the smile soon faded, replaced by melancholy. Staring at the sunset, he sighed, “It means a lot to hear you say that. If only everyone were like you.”

“Like me?” Battlefield Cheerleader blinked, not understanding the sentiment.

“That’s right. Loyal,...