WWII military commentator? Even a dog could be one.

77. I'd be all set except Einstein. You guys are seriously out of your minds.

As expected, Lord Sean didn't like it.

Hanni awkwardly placed the two wooden boxes in front of Sean.

"Two? You've got it wrong, haven't you? Is it necessary to repeat yourself?"

Sean opened the box; inside were two silver oak leaf medals.

"Aren't they the same?"

You guys must have gotten your heads stuck in a door.

Hanni pointed to one of them, "They're different. This is a silver sword, and this one is a gold sword."

Sean laughed loudly, "We're really going to get the whole set now."

"Okay, I won't ask for a reason this time." Asking wouldn't have helped; they insisted on sending it. What could I do?

"I really have a whole drawer full."

Sean reluctantly picked up his knife and fork and ate the roast meat, not even glancing at the medals beside him. He already had diamonds, so silver oak leaves were nothing special to him.

"Knowing you might not like it, we've prepared other gifts as well."

"Whose painting is this this time?"

Sean skewered the grilled meat and stuffed it into his mouth; it tasted alright.

"This time it's not a painting."

"Haha, it seems you understand." If you don't like painting, can you please stop sending me things?

"This time it's Neuschwanstein Castle, the most beautiful castle in Germany. Here are the purchase contract and property certificate for the castle."

A castle? Or a castle?

Besides paintings, he also owns a bunch of castles.

"Am I a prince of a European castle now?" Sean kept laughing as he ate his barbecue.

"Yes, sir, apart from a few royal families, your castle is now the largest."

Hanni looked at Sean's happy smile and felt calm inside.

I want to spit in your face.

Sean puffed out his cheeks and kept eating.

"Sir, there's actually another surprise, but it's inconvenient to deliver it here."

Hahaha!

Finished!

Could it be a 2-meter-tall sculpture by Michelangelo?

Neuschwanstein Castle is far more famous than the previous two; it's a favorite among orators.

Shawn helped Jensen secure a contract over the next two days.

The National Guard took a liking to the tactical vests and tactical belts and placed an order.

This greatly increases the carrying capacity and is more convenient than the currently popular chest straps.

When I got home, it was already June 13th.

When Sean went upstairs, he found his apartment door open.

"Sean, do you have anything valuable in your house? We've been robbed."

Johnny pointed to his apartment door downstairs. "Should I call the police for you?"

Sean frowned as he walked into the apartment, and Marilyn shouted.

"Dad, there are so many paintings on the wall. Did you buy them to decorate?"

Hearing Marilyn's question, Sean nodded numbly, "Yes, honey, I bought this to decorate."

Heidel and his two companions stood up from the sofa in the living room. "Sir, you're back. We've been keeping watch here for the past few days."

Sean turned to look at the wall. Sunflowers, haystacks—wasn't that a Van Gogh painting?

My God, they've all been delivered to his house.

"You scared me to death! It was you guys." Jason walked in, pointing to the sunflowers on the wall. "Sean, do you also like Van Gogh's paintings? These replicas look pretty good. Where did you buy them?"

Haha! When did I ever say I liked Van Gogh?

Sean suppressed a laugh. A fake? All the paintings here are fucking originals.

"This is Van Gogh's haystack. Wow, you actually like this." Jason pointed to the portraits of two naked figures on the wall, with an apple tree above their heads.

Hanni gave him a disdainful look. "These are Adam and Eve."

Haha, Sean was already laughing in anger. What should he do?

Will you donate it to a museum later?

You guys have really gone mad this time. Which bastard did this?

Van Gogh's paintings are numerous, yes, numerous. Besides sunflowers and wheat heaps, there are also olive picking, the Road to Carrascan, and the portrait of Dr. Gachet.

Yes, a whole bunch.

There were even many paintings whose names he couldn't recall, but Sean knew they weren't cheap.

There are thirteen pieces in total, and their value is incalculable.

"Are you all crazy?"

"This is art." Hanni smiled with satisfaction. Yes, art. You're not the only one who likes to paint, sir; there's also a little painter.

Hanni walked to the bedroom and pushed open the door.

Sean and Jason arrived at the door; Sean was completely numb.

How did you manage to get it in?

The bedroom doors appear to have been reinstalled; they are double doors.

"Wow, Sean, your taste is so weird. Putting a statue in your bedroom is quite shocking. Which art gallery did you buy it from?"

Our Lady of Bruges!

This is Michelangelo's only work outside of Belgium, and it was taken down from a church in Belgium.

Hahaha!

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are only missing an Einstein.

Raphael, Leonardo da Vinci, and Michelangelo are all represented.

"I think I need to buy some land to build a house," Sean said, staring blankly at the sculpture.

If a friend came over, they would take one look and say, "Wow, Sean, did you buy such a fake?"

Where can I go to seek justice?

These are all rare treasures.

Their wealth skyrocketed.

"Sean, are you planning to buy land and build a house? Okay, I'll pay for it. We can buy land together and be neighbors again."

Jason recently made some money, and he quickly agreed to Sean's idea.

It's not suitable to live here now.

The crowd is too large.

Sean was conflicted. The advantage of living here was the protection of paratroopers, but he really couldn't fit all his things in his house.

There's a whole drawer full of medals.

"I can buy a property near Union Station. I'll check with the City of Los Angeles and if there's any land available nearby, I'll buy it."

Hanni also suggested that there were plenty of paratroopers around, and her own people were nearby, so there was no need to worry about safety.

"Okay, it's decided then."

I don't seem to be short of money now.

Upon hearing Sean's agreement, Jason immediately rushed out of the apartment. "Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll go check if there's any vacant land."

As soon as Jason disappeared, Hanni immediately changed her demeanor, becoming meek and submissive.

"Your Excellency, the Germans have invited you to visit Paris, and this time, an Italian from Mexico has also been invited."

The German side hopes you can visit the Louvre; they can give you anything you like.

Haha, you're inviting me to a team-building event? And there's a small gift too?

Even a threesome, plus Old Mexican? Sean almost burst out laughing.

How could I possibly agree? Sean and Old Mo are mortal enemies.

What will I do after taking a picture?

These are the three core evils of XXX.

"My God," Sean thought, holding his head in his hands as he looked at the expectant female agent. "Are you out of your minds? Trying to force me into this? Dream on."

"No way, are you guys crazy? Inviting me? What does that have to do with me? I'll say it again, I don't know anything about it."

"I understand, you just want to go to Paris, even without an invitation."

"I don't want to go see it."

"Yes, I understand."

Sean plopped down on the bed, staring blankly at the two-meter-tall sculpture in front of him. Luckily, his house was big enough.

"So, France surrendered?"

"Yes, preparations for the Viexi France are already underway."

One month, a few days ahead of schedule.

Next should be Operation Sea Lion, the Battle of Britain, right?

It is now mid-June, and the Battle of Britain will last for another two months.

What should I do during this period of unemployment? Sean pursed his lips and thought quietly.

Repairing houses and completing Los Angeles Police Department training seem to require more veterans.

"Hannis contacted Martin McDonagh of the Rifle Association. I need more veterans, and pilots would be even better."

"Yes, sir."

Watching the other person leave, Sean relaxed and lay on the bed, his arms behind his head. Could he finally live the shameless life typical of a transmigrator from an online novel?

"Sean, are you there? I know you're here, come out and leave a comment!"