The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge by Valerie Bach

Chapter 321

The King of Northguard had already taken note of someone who had been standing outside for some time.

The individual who had arrived was one of his subordinates.

In that instant, he recalled how he had bowed before Gavin, his humiliation weighing heavily on his mind.

‘If my subordinates had witnessed the recent events, wouldn’t my reputation be irreparably tarnished? The proud King of Northguard had, in fact, played the role of a servant in Gavin’s presence. What would my subordinates make of this?’

The mood of the King of Northguard darkened further. The more he dwelled on the situation, the less he could bear to accept it passively.

Yet, even when he saw Gavin standing nearby, he still didn’t dare to display insolence in his presence.

This was primarily due to his awareness of the vast difference in power between himself and Gavin. If he were to raise his voice before Gavin at this very moment, he understood that his fate would be sealed without question.

He couldn’t possibly engage in a life-and-death struggle with Gavin at this moment and allow his subordinates to witness Gavin overpowering and beating him, could he?

‘Wouldn’t that situation be even more humiliating than the current one?’

The King of Northguard contemplated the situation carefully and, at this moment, had no choice but to concede.

However, he couldn’t help but wonder why his subordinates had chosen this particular moment to appear. ‘Did they have something urgent to report? In any case, it was clear that this was not an opportune time for such interruptions. The King of Northguard set down his coffee cup and turned his gaze towards Gavin. With a somewhat awkward smile, he timidly began, “Um… I have some matters to attend to. I’ll return shortly!

“You can give instructions to my attendants if needed. I’ve made that clear, then.” Gavin’s eyes remained closed, and he paid no heed to the King of Northguard. Nevertheless, he had heard all he needed to hear.

The King of Northguard observed Gavin before him, choosing not to respond or intervene. He offered a smile and said, “Very well, I’ll take my leave for now. I’ll return shortly.”

Then, he swiftly departed, seizing his subordinate by the collar as they both disappeared in a hurry in a certain direction.

As the King of Northguard exited the room, Gavin cast a sidelong glance at the

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door, a subtle smile playing on his lips. However, he made no immediate move.

Inside the chamber within the courtyard of the Northguard Imperial Residence.

to the side. Despite the pain, the individual crawled to the feet of the

King of Northguard glared furiously at his subordinate before him and

you witness everything

expression, gazed at the enraged King of Northguard,

swear, I didn’t

really didn’t

“Your Highness!”

Northguard let out a cold, disdainful snort. As he gazed at the subordinate kneeling before him, beads of sweat trickled down

unlikely to divulge any information carelessly, the King of Northguard spoke

you speaking about today’s events to anyone, don’t expect me to hesitate

the consequences of your actions before you proceed. Is that clear?”

hearing the King of Northguard’s admonition, the subordinate looked up urgently

times the courage, I would never dare utter

could I ever

King of Northguard gazed at his kneeling subordinate and, after a moment, closed his eyes with a

did you come seeking me?”

been kneeling on the ground slowly rose to his feet and approached the King of

those two women, but…”

Northguard’s eyes sparkled with

managed to locate the two women quite rapidly.

promptly

his swift departure from

Residence.

moment, the King of Northguard was solely focused on the first part of the sentence, not anticipating

to strike the King of Northguard. He opened his eyes and furrowed his brow as he regarded the man

“But what?

instructed you to withhold information?

subordinate gazed at the infuriated King of Northguard and

that these two women have been dispatched to a bar in Provence Hotel,” the

Provence Hotel, the King of Northguard’s gaze sharpened as he turned to his subordinate. His pupils contracted, and he uttered. “Cruto Industries?”

concern.

men nodded

of Northguard’s eyes flickered as he pondered the implications.

situated within my fief, they were not under my direct control. Furthermore, the influence of Cruto could not be underestimated. Most crucially, I have no desire to confront Cruto unless it

his subordinate and stated. “This is going to be

words, his subordinate’s