236 A wrong reason to die in war!

It was not easy for him. But one by one, he removed the flower petals.

As he did it, a smile was plastered on his face.

As far as he was concerned, it was all for love.

Everyone burst into loud laughter.

Dylan suddenly felt a pull at his hair.

He was thrown backwards.

He was surprised by this. It was a friend of his. He too was a farm boy like Dylan. His name was Deamon.

Deamon looked at his friend and sighed lowly.

"What the hell do you think you are doing Dylan?"

"I'm proving my love for Carren!"

"Proving your love!? Are a retard or

you are attempting a position as one."

"But Shaman Gordon said that love is an action word. A man must prove his love to his woman. That way, she will see and she will..."

"She will what!?" Deamon asked, "Look around you, they have had their fill of laughter so much that they have already left."

Dylan turned. Truly, Carren and her friends had walked away.