My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1363

Tristan’s pupils contracted slightly. Why was this powerful figure being so courteous to Nash?

Not daring to be presumptuous, Nash politely said, “Please, Mr. Varhess, have a seat first.”

Anton opted out of standing on ceremony and plopped himself onto

the seat.

Nash then turned to Otis and Tristan, asking, “Why don’t you two also

take a seat?”

Otis chuckled nervously. “We’ve been sitting for quite a while. We’re

fine with standing.”

Hearing this answer, Nash was even more certain that Anton was not as kind as he appeared.

Glancing faintly at the two, Anton said, “If Mr. Calcraft asks you to sit, then you sit. Do you think I’ll eat you up?” At that, Otis and Tristan trembled slightly before finally taking a seat on the couch. Nash also

took his seat.

Anton raised his hand and pointed to the coffee table. A stream of light emanated from the ring on his right thumb toward the coffee table. As the light dissipated, a longsword and a red certificate appeared on the table.

Smiling faintly, he said, “You pacified the Southern Martial Alliance. The Sovereign has rewarded you with the Nine Dragons Sword. This certificate is identification of the commander of the Celestial Dragon

Squadron.”

Otis and Tristan gasped in shock. The Nine Dragons Sword was a legendary divine sword of Drakonia that was said to contain the souls. of nine dragons within it. Its blade was also forged from the melted

of nine dragons.

Celestial Dragon Squadron was an organization that

to be established 50 years ago

to have Nash establish the Celestial Dragon Squadron by handing him

certificate?

his eyes at the Nine

to see through to

Instead, he felt immense pressure from it.

that surpassed even the finest

artifacts!

sword that was floating in

his right, he pulled slightly. The sword emitted a crisp hum. Cold light shone across Nash’s

cheek

pushed the sword back into its scabbard, yet the

but inhale sharply at this moment. Just the sword’s light had been enough to injure him and disrupt a

cells. Those genetic warriors would be nothing if he had this

in his hand.

out a bottle of cintment from his storage

wound. It’ll repair the clotting cells.”

Dragons Sword into his own storage ring and accepted the ointment, rubbing some onto his wound. The ointment felt cool at first, then turned hot as the wound

later, it began to heal on its own.

this about the Celestial Dragon Squadron?” Nash rubbed

and

forces-the

Special Security

Martial Bureau and the

matters, while