Salute To The General

Nathan's strength had wowed everyone on site.

The person who was most surprised was none other than Szymon.

He had gone through dozens of battles and earned countless medals for his accomplishments. The guy even had the heads of his defeated foes stored in the cabinet in his office to decorate the place.

At first, he assumed that the rumor had exaggerated how strong Nathan was. He also thought that he could defeat Nathan in a few minutes.

Szymon never imagined that Nathan could be so powerful that he remained steady and quick after dealing with his numerous attacks.

Worse still, Nathan had enough room in his mind to play board games with two experts.

He doesn't need to focus solely on me when battling... This is the worst humiliation I have ever endured.

Szymon had always been a racist who judged others by their skin color. He especially hated Eurasian and was a firm believer that every Eurasian was worthless.

At that moment, however, he was losing a fight against a Eurasian, and that crushed his pride.

I must kill him!

That single thought echoed within Szymon, and it was as though a demon were whispering in his mind.

His eyes turned bloodshot, and the murderous aura he exuded was getting more and more intense. He became more violent as well.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Szymon threw over ten consecutive punches, but Nathan blocked every single one of them.

When their fists met, a boom as loud as thunder would echo in the hall.

he had into those

result, his stamina was dwindling, and his strength was waning.

was at that

cold voice, he said, "Playtime is over. It's time

irises dilated in surprise when he heard

that playtime is over and that he is going to get serious

both surprised and enraged. He felt as though the sky was getting

me all this time? Is this all a game to him? Has he been holding back this entire time? Szymon wasn't the only one who

knights, servants... Everyone was

zipped forward at the exact

smoothly that he was like a ghost on a bolt of

stood in front of Szymon, he threw a single, seemingly

and bigger. He wanted to

hadn't even reached him, but he could already

his face kept trembling, and his lips could no

"Ah!"

put his arms up to try

Boom!

was a

a single punch. He smashed into a pillar and cracked it before

was plain to see. Nathan had won, and

even

Carlos and Westley were playing checkers. Click! Nathan grabbed a piece

Su

"Checkmate!"

his eyes and turned pale a second later. Urk! His blood pressure rose so rapidly that he spewed blood