Soran Ling, a 3S-level Sentinel with a special gene, was forcibly matched with a spoiled young noble, a disabled Guide whose gland hadn't even developed properly.
One day, the young Guide tugged on his collar and said, “General Ling, I want to pull off something huge. I'm going to bring the Empire's First Legion under my command.”
Soran Ling had better keep an eye on his little Guide. What if the little Guide ran away?
