All Chapters of They Called Asher a Fallen War Hero... Biggest Mistake Ever: Chapter 61
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61: “Your Career Or The Boy?”
Sunlight slipped through the curtains of a small apartment in Eastern Port. Colonel Nathan Hale sat alone at a wooden table.He kept staring at the worn-edge envelope he had opened a couple of minutes ago.His fingers stopped halfway as he continually read through the details of the handwriting.He slowly pulled his hand back as he mused. ‘Facing bullets had never frightened him.’He knew facing Asher was another matter entirely. He drew an exasperated sigh. Several years of regret hit heavier than any battlefield.The memory returned without notice!A military courtroom with young Asher standing in chains. His uniform was stained with blood and dust.General Marcus Kane's voice echoed through the chamber. "Choose."Nathan looked at him. "Choose what?"Marcus stepped closer. "Your career or the boy."Nathan answered without hesitation. "I choose my soldier."Marcus smiled, but certainl
62: The Gloved Man
The black luxury sedan remained parked across the street. Rain slid slowly down the tinted windows.A man wearing dark leather gloves flipped through a thick file. Every page carried the same face: Asher Knight.One photograph showed him standing proudly in military uniform. Another showed him leaving Lang Horizon with Victor.Another angle of the pictures captured him carrying Lily on his shoulders as they crossed the street together.The gloved man observed each picture with interest.He closed the folder. “Interesting.” He murmured. "This is the Young Marshal."There was no hatred in his voice, more like a professional curiosity.His phone vibrated, and a single message appeared.[Observe only. Await further orders]He deleted it immediately, then stepped out into the rain.Half a block away, Nathan Hale quietly watched from a closed bookstore, while keeping his face hidden.His old
63: Elias Ward
The warehouse lights kept blazing overhead. Twenty armed mercenaries surrounded Colonel Nathan Hale.The gloved man stood near the loading bay with his hands inside his coat pockets.His expression remained calm. "Several years of retirement.” He smiled mischievously. “And you still walked into the trap."Nathan slowly looked around the warehouse. His eyes read the hanging chain, rusted machine with a beam.Then he looked back at the gloved man and clicked his tongue. "I don't think so."Nathan's voice was steady. "I walked into yours."The gloved man's smile slowly disappeared.The first mercenary charged. Nathan puffed and didn't bother moving forward; rather, he stepped sideways.The charging man crashed shoulder-first into a steel support column.Nathan stripped the rifle from the man's hands before the man even understood what had happened, and tossed the weapon across the warehouse floor.
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64: The Soldier Wakes
The Hunter stood alone inside an abandoned church. Moonlight streamed through broken stained-glass windows, painting the cracked floor in shades of blue and red. He held a secure satellite phone to his ear. "Nathan Hale is still operational." But he got no immediate response! After a while, a calm, unfamiliar voice spoke. "And the Young Marshal?" The Hunter stroked his beard. "More dangerous than the reports suggested." Another pause, before the voice returned. "Advance Phase Two." The line went dead. The Hunter slipped the phone into his pocket without smiling. This wasn't business as usual. He clearly understood what Phase Two meant: In the evening, Asher left the community center, and gradually the laughter of the teenagers faded behind him. He walked alone through th
65: Letter From Yesterday
The apartment was silent. Asher stood beneath the hallway light, staring at the old envelope in his hands. The handwriting was unfamiliar, but something about it felt strangely personal. When he fully opened the envelope, he found a single folded sheet of paper: An old photograph slipped onto the floor. Asher bent down and picked it up. Four soldiers stood shoulder to shoulder, smiling confidently in front of a military transport truck. The first was a much younger Asher; beside him stood Colonel Nathan Hale. On the other side was General Arthur Rowan, the man who had once believed in him more than anyone despite the trials. The fourth figure was skillfully cut out of the photograph. It wasn't like an accident but a deliberate removal. Asher’s face leaned closer. Whoever had done it had take
66: First Step Back
The old military archive had long since been forgotten, with dust covering the metal shelves.The smell of aging paper filled the silent building. An elderly archivist slowly pushed a cart between rows of classified records.He stopped because something felt wrong. One shelf stood half open; a file was missing.His tired eyes focused on the faded label attached to the space.[Project Eclipse]His heartbeat quickened; he reached for the emergency telephone hanging on the wall.Before his fingers touched it, the lights suddenly went out and darkness immediately filled the space.Five long seconds passed; the lights flickered back to life.The telephone receiver dangled from its cord; the archivist lay unconscious on the floor.The Project Eclipse file was gone.Who took it?Back inside his apartment, Asher placed the old photograph beneath a desk lamp.He ignored the missing fac
67: Forgotten Witness
The weak voice echoed once more through the abandoned warehouse."Someone finally came."Asher stepped out from behind the concrete pillar.At the same moment, a flashlight beam swept across the room from the opposite direction.The two lights collided, and both people stopped.Serena lowered her flashlight slightly.Her eyes widened. "Asher?"He looked at her with equal surprise. "I was about to ask you the same question."For a brief second, neither of them spoke, then Serena gave a small, amused smile."I guess we're chasing the same lie."Asher glanced toward the collapsed steel wall. “Wrong, we're chasing the truth."Asher knew Serena had been involved in a series of investigations on finding what really happened. He also knew Serena hadn't been her mother's puppet for a while from the moment she allowed Lily to stay with him.His heart still ached at how he was kicked ou
68: The Man Without A Name
A cold wind swept through the broken warehouse. Samuel Cross sat on an old wooden crate, his breathing finally beginning to steady.Asher turned the cracked military compass over in his hand. The words carved inside still stared back at him: Trust No GeneralWhoever had carved them had known betrayal was coming. Samuel looked at Asher for a long moment and asked quietly,"Do you still remember Eagle Ridge?"Asher's eyes froze.He still remembered the narrow valley, burning convoy, screams over the radio. The mission that had almost destroyed his life."I remember."Samuel nodded slowly. "I thought you would.""I wasn't a soldier," Samuel said. "I repaired the transport vehicles before they left, and checked every truck, engine, and tire.”His voice became heavier."The morning of the mission, I saw two officers arguing behind the command vehicle."Asher and Serena exchanged a glance.
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69: Poison
Deep under an abandoned financial district. A circular conference room remained hidden behind layers of reinforced steel.Seven black chairs surrounded a polished stone table.Only five were occupied.The faces of the people seated there were hidden in their silhouettes. Marcus Kane sat with his hands folded. The chair at the head of the table remained occupied by a man whose face never left the darkness.A calm voice broke the silence."The Young Marshal has begun investigating."None of the present members answered immediately.Marcus spoke. "Should we eliminate him?"The man in the darkness slowly shook his head. "Not yet."Marcus sucked his teeth. "Then what?"The answer came without emotion. "Break his heart first."Everyone understood exactly what those words meant.Morning sunlight gleamed through the café windows.Asher sat across from Serena.
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70: Another Survivor
The first light of dawn touched the windows of Asher's apartment. He sat alone at the dining table.The silver wolf pendant was placed in the center. Its polished surface reflected the pale morning light.Asher slowly turned it over between his fingers. For several long moments, he said nothing.He whispered. "If you wanted my attention, now you have it."His voice was laced with no anger or fear, only resolve.The drama had changed, and he had accepted the invitation.Tiny footsteps padded across the hallway. Lily rubbed her sleepy eyes as she walked into the kitchen.She noticed the untouched cup of coffee beside her father. "Daddy, you didn't sleep?"Asher smiled gently and lifted her onto his lap. "I'll catch up later."She looked at the pendant. "Is it important?"He glanced at it for a second, then back at her. "Yes, Sunshine."Lily wrapped her small arms around his neck. "Are yo
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