Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2643

Conrad was about to be carried away when he suddenly struggled and shouted, his eyes burning with hate. He rasped, "Why didn't you kill me? Andrew, if you have the guts, then kill me! Otherwise, I will never give up avenging Iron Cavalry. Trash like you should pay for what you've done."

Andrew pushed Luna and Valerie aside without a word.

Isabelle cried out, "Andrew, you can't move yet, you need to wait at least a little longer!"

Andrew said flatly, "I'm fine."

He tore off the bandage that held his broken arm in place, letting blood leak freely as he limped toward Conrad.

"Put him down," Andrew ordered, his voice quiet but freezing cold.

One of the Cunningham family's elite guards frowned and asked, "What do you think you're doing?"

Andrew shot him a cold glance before suddenly roaring, "I told you to put him down, are you deaf?"

The burst of fury made the martial saint flinch, and he instinctively lowered the stretcher.

Conrad let out a hoarse, mocking laugh and said, "Fine, put me down. I want to see what he thinks he can do."

Andrew said nothing as he stepped forward and grabbed Conrad by the ear. He then ripped downward with brutal force. Blood sprayed as half the ear was nearly torn off, exposing raw flesh beneath it.

Andrew said coldly, "I told you, you're a coward. Not killing you isn't because you're important or because anyone gives a damn about you. It's only because you once served in Iron Cavalry. But you were barely even part of it. You never even qualified to join a squad, so Conrad, what right do you have to accuse me? What ability do you have to lecture me?"

Conrad's eyes turned bloodshot as he screamed, "Yes, I wasn't worthy of being one of Iron Cavalry. But Andrew, I was still a soldier, a soldier with honor. And you were nothing but a traitor, a disgraceful traitor."

Andrew suddenly laughed, a sharp, mocking sound. "I'm a traitor? You saw it with your own eyes? Did you see me abandon our brothers and run to save my own skin?"

Conrad spat, "Isn't that what you did?"

Andrew roared back, "I did not! Compared to trash like you, I valued my brothers, my soldiers, more than my own life. It was because of how much I cared about them, because of the memories, the regret, and everything tied to Iron Cavalry that I let you live today. But next time, if you dare show up in front of me again, I'll kill you on the spot."