Chapter 568: Looking Badass
Alexander was on his way back to central. He was going back via train because he had gifted the Chinook to General Armstrong.
"Dobby, when we return, let's wrap things up quickly. We've waited long enough. With this new peace deal, I'm pretty sure no one can deny me if I become the Fuhrer." Alexander said.
"Sure, boss. I just hope you don't cut your mustache in a funny way and get rejected by an art school." Dobby joked.
Alexander laughed, "Haha, I'm confident of passing every art school except the one Amy runs. She's a god when it comes to painting. Ah, I miss the days when she was small. My cute little Amy."
"Dobby, let's find a wife for you soon," Alexander said suddenly.
"Where did this topic come from?" Dobby inquired.
"From my jealousy of seeing you so free and not being able to play with the kids of my best friend," Alexander replied. His reply actually made Dobby happy.
The little House Elf had traveled a long journey and being called best friend was always special to him.
*Sigh*