It took a while, but I narrated everything that had happened with the Solinthar Empire—leaving out how they assumed I was a mythical being of destiny meant to liberate them—and also informed them of my plan to keep helping until the rift collapses and we're forced to return.
When I was done, everyone was silent, pondering on my words. They had nothing to lose staying here, so no one was against it—except Kenza, who was worried about my safety. However, she couldn't abandon her post or assign soldiers to me.
American interest must always come first as a soldier, and it made her feel helpless.
I found it funny, seeing many emotions run through her eyes. She couldn't beg me to stay, and she couldn't order me to either. Even though I was the lowest-ranking Limitless here, I wasn't a soldier, so I had complete autonomy over my actions—as long as it didn't jeopardize the mission.
And this was why I refused to work for the military.
"Bullshit…"
