Chapter 1764
Noah's Inner Knot
Chapter 1764 Noah's Inner Knot
Jellette Mesa and the others left with refreshed expressions, leaving behind a bruised and battered Brad and the young boy and girl who carefully helped him up.
“Camus, look at you. Your recklessness has not only put you in danger, but also implicated Captain Brad.”
Camus Vidan's childhood friend, Hanazono Rei, who also came with him, was unharmed. In fact, when the conflict broke out, she was pulled aside by the security personnel maintaining order nearby.
"This is not my fault!"
Camus instinctively retorted, but after seeing Brad's miserable state, his voice gradually lowered.
"I'm fine. It's good that you're alright."
Brad tried to stand up, but accidentally aggravated his injury, causing his face to contort and making it even more grotesque.
"Captain Brad, we'll take you to the medical room now. Just bear with it for a bit!"
Garden Beauty quickly offered some words of comfort.
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you."
Brad tried, but in the end he could only ask Camus and Garden Li to take him to the medical room.
After walking only a few steps, Brad turned back with difficulty and looked at Camus.
“This is not your fault, Camus. Don’t take it to heart.”
"But···"
Camus subconsciously argued for a moment, but then immediately fell silent.
He understood why Brad was protecting him, but he was unwilling to just stand by and watch Brad get beaten up by those bastards for protecting him!
He really wanted to rush up and grab that bastard by the collar, and question him in the harshest, sharpest voice, asking him if he knew who had protected them during the One Year War.
Is this the attitude and behavior these bastards use towards the soldiers protecting them?
Brad saw through the boy's thoughts, but many things cannot be explained in just a few words.
Moreover, Brad himself is currently very confused.
As Jellette Mesa and her ilk scoffed, what's so great about a captain who's lost his warship?
Even with the aura of a hero, they are still just ordinary mortals.
"Can you all say less? Let Captain Brad receive proper treatment. Once he's better, Camus, you can have a proper talk with him."
Seeing the somber atmosphere, Garden Beauty quickly offered words of comfort.
"Alright. Thank you for your help today."
Brad forced a strained smile, enduring the pain.
"No! This... is not troublesome."
Camus's words, however, took a different turn.
With the help of the two men, Brad finally arrived at the medical room.
So as not to interfere with Brad's treatment, the two said goodbye and left after watching for a while.
Before leaving, Brad looked at Camus and gave him a word of advice.
"Camus, you're a good boy. Don't act impulsively. Understand?"
“I… understand. Captain Brad.”
Camus, head down, ignored Garden Beauty's calls and quickly left the medical room.
“He’s a good kid. Camus Vidan, I’ve heard of him. He won a lot of awards in school, but his parents don’t seem to take good care of him.”
During the treatment, the doctor seemed to know Camus Vidan and casually chatted with Brad.
"Really? A child with good grades, but whose parents don't take good care of them?"
Brad's face twitched, his brows twitched, and in the pain, he seemed to remember an old friend.
He seems to share some similarities with Camus.
"Yes! But speaking of which, Lieutenant Colonel Brad, congratulations! You've finally got the chance to transfer." Seeing Brad's pained expression, the doctor changed the subject to a lighter, more cheerful one.
"Transfer of personnel?"
Brad was taken aback at first, then remembered that Basque Om seemed to have mentioned something similar earlier.
But given the situation just now, Brad had no time to consider anything else.
"Yes! It seems Lieutenant Colonel Brad hasn't received the news yet. That's strange. The news has already spread all over the place."
The doctor looked at Brad with some surprise, and after seemingly realizing that Brad wasn't pretending to be unaware, he spoke again.
"Not long ago, Chabro sent an order requiring Blue Noah to assist in completing your transfer, Lieutenant Colonel Brad Noah, and to report to Colonel Ming, the commander of the Punishment Force, after the flagship Judgment arrives."
"Really? It seems that what Colonel Basque Om said is true."
Upon hearing the doctor's words, Brad confirmed the truth of the news.
"But what use am I, the captain who has lost his warship?"
Brad sighed, lay down on the bed, and seemed lost in thought.
"Captain Brad, you underestimate yourself."
Seeing this, the doctor laughed and casually pointed to the door.
"Although that young man didn't say it, I could tell he greatly respected and admired you. Brad Noah, during the One Year War, commanded the White Horse to repeatedly thwart Zeon's plots, protect the people, and ultimately achieve victory. That's a topic that many young people still talk about with great interest!"
Upon hearing this, Brad's lips moved, but he finally let out a slow sigh.
"That's all in the past. After losing the White Horse, there's nothing more I can do."
After hesitating for a moment, Brad gave a wry smile.
"Don't laugh at me. Before coming to Azure Noah, although I was the captain of the Temptation, I almost lost my ship again. I couldn't even protect my crew and passengers. I could only watch helplessly as those insects from another dimension approached step by step."
"Yes, I heard. But in the end, wasn't it the local garrison that saved the Temptation? As long as we're alive, there's still hope. Captain Brad, you see, hasn't new hope arrived?"
As the doctor spoke, he bent down, opened a drawer under the table, and took out a wine bottle.
"Although the Punishment Force has been through several battles and driven away those extradimensional insects, in my opinion, they urgently need an experienced captain who can keep things under control. And you, Brad Noah, are their choice."
As they spoke, Brad heard the clinking of glasses and the sound of liquid being poured into them, and at the same time, a strong aroma of wine wafted to his nose.
"Doctor, what's wrong with you?"
Brad looked in surprise at the two wine glasses the doctor had placed on the table, and the wine bottle from which wine was being poured.
"Please excuse my poor appearance, Captain Brad. I'm the kind of person who can't resist having a drink when something good happens. So, shall we have one?"
"Doctor, this is the infirmary."
Brad twitched his lips and said with a headache.
"But, it's just the two of us here. If you don't say anything and I don't say anything, no one will know. Besides, you need some effective painkillers right now, don't you?"
The doctor's confident argument left Brad speechless.
"Just this one cup."
"Just this one. That's all. This is my treasure!"
The doctor shook the empty wine bottle and chuckled.
“If it weren’t for you, Brad Noah, I wouldn’t want anyone else to see you, let alone those damn Titans.”
"Okay then! Thanks."
"You're welcome! Cheers to Brad Noah! And to the punishment!"
(End of this chapter)