Salute To The General

Chapter 2102



Upon seeing Sage's reaction, Nathan quickly softened his tone. "Also, tell Elijah and the rest of them to go drinking with me-in private, might | add- if they're free. Get rid of that ridiculous idea of wasting a hefty sum and throwing a fancy celebration for my birthday."

"Yes, sir," Sage replied. "I absolutely will inform all the respective commanders what you've said without letting out a single word!" He paused, before continuing with a softer tone, "Though I must say, you turning thirty is a huge deal, sir. I have no doubt that all of them will make time to come to Brimmopolis to celebrate with you just as themselves as your friends.”

A smile crept up Nathan's face. "I have not seen them in person for a while too," he sighed. "If they're willing to come to Brimmopolis, we're definitely having a good time..."

Nathan smiled at the thought. In that second, he remembered Clifford's visit last night.

"What was the purpose of Clifford's visit last night?" Nathan asked Sage. "Did he leave right away after I refused to see him?"

Sage beamed with slight amusement at the memory, "No clue, sir. He left after you sent him away, crestfallen."

Before the last word of the sentence fell, a soldier of the Felidae Battalion entered the room. "Sir, Mr. Valois Davier of the Davier family is outside, requesting for your presence," he informed.

Nathan and Sage exchanged glances.

"Speak of the devil, huh?" Nathan voice aloud, amused. "Looks like somebody isn't willing to come back on his own after the ruckus he caused last night.

I wonder if he sent his brother as an atonement." chuckled Sage.

Sage questioned,

“Let him in,” he replied coolly, “Let's see what the Daviers are up to

at the doorway, dressed elegantly in a black suit. Behind him

person in front of him, dressed in the phoenix military coat. A pair of eyes peered through the Leviathan mask, accentuated by the mask's golden threads. "State your business", stated

Valois stepped forwards and presented a letter. "Sir, I am here on behalf of my elder brother, Clifford Davier, along with a letter from President Woods. We humbly implore you to fire Nathan Cross from

from Valois

envelope and took out its contents, barely glancing it over before putting

request Nathan Cross to be removed from his ranks for

all due respect, sir," he started. "Nathan has insulted my family again and again. He even went as far as killing my younger brother, Scout Davier," he huffed. "With that, I hereby

Daviers..."

been your family who started

this up, let's use your brother Scout Davier as an example. Scout came all the way back from overseas for one mission and one mission only: to kill Nathan, or

with status and power in Brimmopolis to support his cause, he even humiliated those who dared to defy him. Austin Windsor was one of the many examples of your

things didn't go as he planned. Ultimately, he shot himself in the foot. Instead of killing Nathan, Scout was killed by the very person he was hunting

leaned forward slightly

I

"From how

If any penalty should be befalten, it should be the Daviers that should be at the receiving end,

Governor, Valois panicked. His voice rose, "Sir, the removal of Nathan Cross from his military ranks is an appeal from my elder brother Clifford. He has even gotten President Wood's consent to do so. Why are you