Although Trode also wanted to enjoy this rare rest, it seemed inappropriate for him not to take the initiative to visit Anselm now. This includes both helping him solve his problems in various aspects, as well as gratitude for this vehicle. In Trode's opinion, Anselm probably won't accept it, but he still has to make a trip, at least it will show his attitude.

However, when Trode went to find Anselm, he was told to wait because Anselm was in a meeting. Unfortunately, Trood passed by the conference room on his way over, and there was no one there. In other words, it is likely that this is just an excuse for Anselm to postpone the matter.

Ten minutes later, André's conjecture was magnified even more—several officers walked past him, as if they had discussed something with Anselm, and not only that, but Buttermes had also visited. Although Buttermes, like Anselm, can be said to be a person who can run everywhere in this 47th Division, there is not much to do when he comes to this place except to come to Anselm.

But even if Anselm was hanging Trode like this, he didn't plan to leave. Because as far as he knows, although this kind of thing is rare, it is not the first time it has happened. If he was deflated at this time and was ready to slip away, then he would undoubtedly lose a lot of face in the future, and even he would look down on himself. Since the rain of bullets and bullets on the battlefield has come over, then why are you afraid to sit on this broken bench for hours?

Anselm, however, did not disappoint Trode at all - with the successive changes in front of him, Trode sat on the wooden bench for six hours, and except for a few toilet trips along the way, Trode did not even eat lunch. Compared with Trode, the personnel in charge of the reception have changed twice, and they looked a little helpless when they looked at Trode sitting there. One of them had planned to bring some lunch for Trode, but after standing in the doorway and thinking about it for a while, he dismissed the idea.

Because they knew very well that if Anselm really intended to have a man waiting for him outside, then the best way to help him was to keep him waiting there, not to help him do anything, because then if Anselm knew about it, it would definitely be a disservice.

However, Trode was not a fool in this regard, although he was far from knowing Anselm's temper as Buttermes's deputy, but since Anselm had him sit here and wait, he had no other choice but to comply. After all, Anselm was his chief officer, and if he was ordered to wait here, he would have to do it. And now, he just had to take that as an order from Anselm. After all, obeying orders is a soldier's vocation.

For the rest of the day, Trode sat there all the time, and no one else spoke to him except for Derek, who stopped by for a couple of words because of his office. After all, in the eyes of his teammates, this situation may be that Trode is out of office, and there is nothing to worry about. However, after Derek heard about Trode, as an old friend, he could only pat Trod's shoulder helplessly and wish him good luck. Because of Anselm's affairs, no one can say for sure, and even Barthen, who is regarded as his right and left hand, can't fully grasp Anselm's temper......

Maybe it's time to say that hard work pays off? Or should I say that Anselm intended it this way? At dinner time, Trode was finally told that he could go to see Anselm. But the meeting took place not in Anselm's office, but at Anselm's residence.

Since the 47th Division had just moved over, many people had chosen a place to stay temporarily, including Anselm, who was the division commander, was no exception - the place where he now lives is a small two-story building, which is not very big. However, the only person who lived in it was one of his servants, except for Anselm.

In fact, Trode has always been curious, Anselm is so old, it should be said that even if he has children, he will not be much younger than him. However, he had never heard of him, let alone seen his wife and children. And according to the information that Trood heard from Derek, rumors about this in the 47th Division are not unfounded. It's just that because I haven't taken a stand, or even ignored it at all, the people who spread these words are afraid of being held accountable on the one hand, and on the other hand, they also feel bored, and no one discusses this matter anymore. Therefore, as for whether Anselm is really alone, not only Trod, but also the people in the entire 47th Division, I am afraid that no one knows.

"Goo-dong!"

Standing in front of the door of Anselm's residence, Trode swallowed hard, though this was not the first time he and Anselm had met in private. But having a conversation with Anselm in such a place is still quite stressful for him. Because not only him, but the entire 47th Division knew that Anselm was like an owl in the night, not letting go of any detail in front of him, and those eyes that could almost radiate light could directly see through any thoughts in people's hearts.

But if you don't get into the tiger's den, since Trode has already insisted on this step, if he retreats again, won't he make everyone in the 47th Division laugh for a lifetime. No...... Even he himself can't forgive this kind of thing. With that, Trode gritted his teeth, flicked his right hand out, and knocked lightly on the door.

As the wooden door was gently opened, a figure appeared in front of Trode.

"Excuse me, you're Mr. Trode."

Standing in front of Trode at this time was Anselm's servant, a man who had followed him for many years. However, as a low-level combatant, Trode did not meet Anselm at all during his usual non-official hours, so naturally he did not meet this servant.

And looking at it this way, it is obvious that this servant is much older than Anselm, and he seems to be at least fifty years old. However, he looks very energetic in his old age, and he can show a sophisticated elegance in his gestures. It seems that he is worthy of being a person who has followed Anselm for many years, at least on the surface, there are no loopholes......