Salute To The General

"Nathan, what a coincidence!" he sneered. "You told me that you would give me an answer almost a week ago. Why haven't you set a location yet? Are you afraid to fight me?" Layden's family and many of his followers in the vicinity glared at Nathan with the same disdainful look their leader wore.

"I had originally planned to send a man to inform you tonight," Nathan replied flatly. "But since you are in such a hurry, I might as well spare you the suspense of waiting. I will decide on a location tomorrow. You will be the first one to be informed once I do."

"I have better things to do than to wait around for your answer tomorrow," Layden snorted. "As you may have heard, I will be reporting to the military headquarters to assume the post of Assistant Chief Military Governor tomorrow. Would you still have the balls to lay a finger on me when I assume office?"

Cayden's entourage laughed loudly.

Nathan remained impassive as he glanced at the temple behind Cayden. "You will find out tomorrow. You know what you did, old man. No amount of prayer can save you now. It's better to ask me for forgiveness instead. Pray for the decent ending you don't deserve."

Ask him for forgiveness? He's insane.

Nathan's words caused a bristle amongst the ranks of Layden's followers. However, they had an electrifying effect on the man himself.

What does Nathan know?

Layden's murderous intent grew with the sense of unease in his heart. "Enjoy your insolence for now," he said coldly. "After all, it's the most a washed-up has been like you are capable of."

Nathan said nothing in response.

turned and left with

officially reported to the military headquarters to be

Chief Military Governor was

Lucas, commander-in-chief of the West Army, Zach, commander-in-chief of the South

who were the mainstay of the other

Great Cabinet, as well as all twentyeight ministers were

thousand elite of the Felidae Battalion, armed to the teeth with live ammunition, were stationed around

Capital Garrison stood guard on the streets as the entire city was under

Cayden's impeccable dressing was

high

in military

of the Chief Military Governor at nine o'clock sharp flanked by a group

General Quillen!" the crowd cheered as

breeze on his face the moment he got off the car, Cayden waved merrily to the citizens of the city who had come

the big shots

Chief

with open arms, no one seems willing to come closer. What does this mean? Could the imminent appointment as the Assistant Military Governor have frightened them into keeping a respectful distance between their superior? That must be

a sudden clamor of shouts.