Chapter 1270 After All You Have Done

Once again, Tristan and his gang were shocked by his words.

As a grim look overtook Tristan's face, an uneasy feeling rose in him.

He stared at Nathan with confusion and suspicion. Then, he held back the anger that threatened to burst out of him and he questioned, "Franklin, who is he? Why are you willing to cross me just to help him?"

The way Franklin looked at Nathan had turned respectful. In fact, it seemed like he worshipped Nathan.

With his head tilted up, he proudly declared, "I don't mind telling you now. He's my savior, and the God of War in our nation. He's the General of the North, Nathan Cross, the one who countless soldiers worship!"

The God of War!

The General of the North!

Nathan Cross!

The revelation struck him hard like a bolt of lightning. Tristan could not help but shudder.

He was stunned and he just stared at Nathan. His hands and feet were cold, and he could barely speak so he stammered, "Y-Y-You're the General of the North?”

He could feel the blood pressure rise in him, and his vision nearly went dark.

Nathan's demise, but they were

struck them was ten times worse than what Tristan

them, major generals like Tristan and Franklin were powerful figures that could dictate the life and death

expected Nathan to be the General, whose rank was much higher than both

crossed the General of the North, their hearts sank into the cold abyss, and despair was written

Thud!

Thud!

all that trauma, they lost their balance and fell onto their knees as cold

men kneeling on the ground with a faint smile on his face. He turned to sit down on a chair and muttered, "What went wrong? Didn't you say you

father and son remained on their knees as they sobbed, "General, we were

you're a kind man. Please don't take what we did to

you've done? I've always shown kindness in the face of kindness, and wrath

Franklin replied, "Yes, General."

"Send the two of them to the relevant departments. Make sure they are severely punished. I hope they'll live the rest of their lives in

and son looked pale as death, knowing that they were doomed for

they were even hoping for

realized that Nathan was the General, they would have never challenged him under any

was

dealing with the two,

a man who had seen the world, so he managed to maintain

by now. However, your military background has saved your life. I'll talk to the person-in-charge of Brimmopolis' prison. From now on, you'll be spending

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