Salute To The General

Chapter 2041



Sage asked, "He must have come to ask for forgiveness. Would you like to meet him, Sir?"

Nathan said in a calm voice, "Why not."

Sage then instructed the soldier to bring Valois into the study.

Clad in a black formal suit, Valois walked into the study steadily with a serious expression on his face.

Behind him was his subordinate, who carried a rectangular gift box with both of his hands.

"Good to see you, Sir," Valois stood in front of Nathan's desk and greeted him with respect.

Nathan, who was dressed in his phoenix military coat and a Leviathan mask, sat still.

He responded with a strong and deep voice. "Have a seat, Mr. Valois."

Valois was pleasantly surprised. After thanking the Chief Military Governor, he sat on the chair while trying to calm his nerves.

He sat on the edge of the chair as he was too afraid to make himself feel comfortable.

Chief Military Governor's mysterious aura, the way he spoke, and even the majestic study had intimidated Valois.

Military Governor - the man who held the greatest military power in

had never felt such pressure

had instructed

he asked, "So how

recently a man had impersonated you, and unfortunately, my daughter, Sophia, had

aware of this, and I've asked the General to take care

a moment. He took the opportunity to test the waters. "Sir, mind if I ask, what's your relationship with General Nathan? Have you

said nonchalantly. "What has that got to do with you? Do I have to

no, no, no, no, no... I

apologize on behalf of the Davier family, right? Your job is

immediately said,

fford, would like to

you a gift

sincere apology."

man to present the gift box to the Chief Military

over the box. He

and froze. "That's Wyland

grinned and said, "You're

his masterpiece!" "My brother hoped you like this painting. Please, Sir, accept our sincere apology," he said. Nathan said

heaved a sigh of relief after knowing that Chief Military Governor

and asked about

was not about Sophia anymore. This time, they wanted to offer Shae to

rejected. "Haven't I made