Salute To The General

Chapter 1967



Sherman finally grappled with the graveness of his mistake.

All vitality seemed to have drained out of the man's body as he slumped on his wheelchair. Dejected, the man looked at Nathan with a blank expression on his face.

So Nathan Cross is the Chief Military Governor.

He finally understood the reasons Nathan never took the Goldstein family seriously, not even his father.

It's because the man is the freaking Chief Military Governor!

The man was swirling in a myriad of conflicting emotions; filled with despondency and remorse.

Needless to say, he was kicking himself right now.

If he had known that the man standing before him was none other than the Chief Military Governor, he would not have offended the man in any way, not even if he was going to be beaten to death; not even if his father had a knife to his neck. The Goldstein family would never have the audacity to transgress Nathan so.

However, it was too late.

His limbs went cold, as did his heart.

I should have known better. Why would a Chief Military Governor appear out of thin air?Why would anybody in their right minds want to conceal their identity after being promoted to the rank of the Chief Military Governor?Why would the President trust a nobody who had not gained any traction in the military for no apparent reason, and even give his mandate for the man to lead the country's military affairs? There were only a few familiar faces among the reputable men in the military

have known that Nathan

it's too

at Sherman and said impassively, "I've given you so many chances to live,

me, because tons of people had the same intention, and you're

my family, and you never ever should have gotten any ideas about

Whoosh!

stumbled off his

emanating from his legs, he dragged along his broken legs and crawled his way over to Nathan. The man sobbed as he pleaded, "Chief Military Governor,

promise that I'll never do this again. I will turn over a new leaf. Please spare

with

swordsmen, swearing to make me and my wife your slaves?

that I never consider

right at the brink of their death. You may repent for your mistakes your next

hands after he was

man from the Elite Eight took his signal

as they watched what was

was almost reduced to tears. "Oh my goodness. We're already going to offend the Mighty Rax if we hurt

Nathan has killed the man's son. The

of the Smith family

a

tragedy that

Pression on their faces