Chapter 513: Chapter 513: The Beacon Fires are Lit! (Middle)
 

Alexander, hearing these words, had his eyes gradually well up with tears.

The young man standing before him was just as steadfast as he had been a year ago before entering Endless Hell Prison.

With him here, the Dragon Realm was blessed!

“My child, the future of our Dragon Realm is in your hands. A month from now, I will send a messenger to you and to all the brave and willing youths ready to journey to the Forbidden Land. Regardless of whether they choose to go or not, the soldiers of White War Department are the pride of our Dragon Realm,” Alexander said with tears brimming in his eyes.

White Mitchell gave a nod, understanding that a month was not a long time but neither was it too short.

“Uncle, I leave this family to you. There are too many parasites at home. It’s time to clean them up. I know you are kind-hearted, but some people are rotten to the bone. There is no point in keeping them around,” White Mitchell said, turning to Mateo Mitchell.

Upon hearing this, Mateo Mitchell was taken aback and tears welled up in his eyes.

He said ‘home’!

He just referred to it as ‘home’!

Has he finally admitted that this is his home?

Mateo was overcome with emotion and nodded vigorously: “Rest assured, under any circumstances, I will protect the family until you return in triumph!”

White Mitchell smiled, made no further comment, and promptly left the Mitchell Family, heading straight back to Yaj Garden.

“Brother!”

The moment he returned to Yaj Garden, Sherry Jones instinctively gave White Mitchell a big hug.

This made White Mitchell lose his words momentarily, unsure how to break his news to her.

Originally, he intended to confess everything to Sherry Jones, but now he would soon be going to the Forbidden Land. There was no certainty that he would return alive.

If he confessed everything, Sherry would be wracked with worry for him.

The woman before him had already sacrificed so much for him. How could he bear to have her worry more?

Considering this, White Mitchell decided to tell Sherry a part of the story, while keeping some things hidden.

“You…what? You…you are the heir to the Mitchell Family of the Imperial Capital?!” Despite suspecting that White Mitchell was keeping something from her, Sherry had no idea he was hiding something so significant.

“Sherry, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to keep this from you. The issue is complex and revealing my identity would provoke endless trouble,” said White Mitchell.

Sherry shook her head, anxiously saying: “And now? We should leave immediately. If people find out about your identity, they definitely won’t let you go. Let’s go back to Sayon now!”

Upon hearing her words, White Mitchell’s heart warmed and he gently caressed Sherry’s hair, pulling her into his arms. “It’s okay now, everything has been resolved. There won’t be any more trouble.”

“But …” Sherry was speechless, and she then refrained from asking further, just saying, “You must have had a hard time these past eighteen years. As your wife, I haven’t been able to share any of your burdens. I …”

But before Sherry could finish, White Mitchell’s lips gently kissed hers.

“Now that I have returned to my roots, I need to handle the family matters. In a month, I have to go on a long journey that may last for about a year,” said White Mitchell calmly.

What?

A year?

Upon hearing this, Sherry’s heart clenched. “No… won’t it be dangerous?”

“Silly girl, it’s just some business matters. What could possibly go wrong?” White Mitchell said with a nonchalant smile.

Hearing this, Sherry, though reluctant to see him leave, chose to accept it for the sake of White Mitchell’s future.

In her view, since White Mitchell had just returned to the Mitchell Family and had yet to secure his place, he was sure to encounter numerous difficulties. The least she could do was to not become a burden to him and let him deal with his work without any worries.

That night, he took Sherry back to the Mitchell Family home and introduced her to Mateo.

As for the matter Alexander mentioned, they both tacitly chose not to mention it.

Early the next morning, White Mitchell arrived directly at the Northern Territory Command; as of now, 100,000 soldiers of the White War Department were gathered on the drill ground, quietly waiting for the arrival of White Mitchell…