Salute To The General

The next day, Nathan left for Brimmopolis with Colin and the Elite Eight after bidding goodbye to his family.

Having always kept a low profile, Nathan also chose to go with the public airlines instead of the military's private jet this time.

Yet, unknown to him, the Blackwell clan had ordered their men beforehand to spy on him.

Therefore, news of him making his way to Brimmopolis reached the headquarters of the Blackwell clan and Carlton in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Carlton, Eton exclaimed, "Master, Nathan is on his way here to meet you. He still knows how formidable you are despite being an arrogant guy. I guess he's ready for his deserved punishment." Ezra snickered. "I thought that b*stard would see things through to the end! It turns out he's only but a coward! I can't believe he'd be terrified by Dad's words that he'll hurry over to accept his punishment." Slowly sipping on his tea, Carlton did not make any comments. However, he could not disguise the jubilance within him.

He was smug at how his words had seemed to work and that Nathan was rushing overto Brimmopolis.

Around noon, the flight Nathan boarded safely landed at Metro Brimmopolis Airport.

As Nathan walked out of the airport with Colin

and the Elite Eight, Eton came before them and stopped them in their tracks with a hundred of his subordinates dressed in sturdy clothing.

Eton sneered, "Nathan, we've been waiting for your arrival for a longtime."

Nathan was bewildered. "Who are you?"

and my Master is the head of the Blackwell

was still speaking, eight black Jeeps came to a halt beside them. Over ten men over six feet tall, dressed in black

the Felidae Battalion of the Headquarters of the Chief Military Governor, and

of the Chief Military Governor did not send out the royal procession to welcome his return this

far away, Nathan smirked and looked toward

this isn't up to you to

follow you, you might

his finger and pointed toward

the rest notice that there was a

don't care who you guys are. It's best if you all disappear from this place if you know your place. Otherwise, I will view you all as enemies of the Blackwell clan. You should know the

mention of the Blackwell clan would definitely

have a tinge of fear,

back straightened, Aksel shot an icy glare at Eton and frigidly said, "We are here to pick Mr. Cross by

that to the people of the Blackwell clan? Come on; I'd like to

that there were people in Brimmopolis who would act so arrogantly toward the

Aksel lifted the corners of his lips into a

look on Aksel's face, Eton felt his heart skip a beat as he could sense that

Aksel lifted