The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge by Valerie Bach

Chatper 368

Chapter 368

As Gavin returned to Brookspring in the Frostpeak, he was surrounded by a desolate, frozen landscape. Its reputation for harshness was earned through endless winters, where snow and ice held dominion

without respite.

The howling winds and relentless blizzards were constant companions, showing no mercy to those who dared to tread its frozen trails.

Once, this land had been alive with a thriving ecosystem, but fate had dealt it a cruel blow,

Overnight, unforeseen events had transtormed into a desolate wasteland devoid of any signs of life Even the tracks of animals had disappeared under layers of snow and ice.

Amidst this icy wilderness, there stood a remarkable oasis of life-the stronghold of the Frostpeak General

It resembled a grand medieval castle, radiating an aura of strength and authority that contrasted starkly with the desolation outside.

Despite its location in the harshest climates, this fortress remained untouched by the unforgiving weather.

Curiously, the conditions within and outside the fortress were worlds apart.

Inside the fortress, the scene was dramatically different. It was a lush oasis, impervious to the biting cold

outside.

No matter how fierce the storms raged beyond its walls, the fortress’s interior remained a serene paradise.

At a glance, it appeared as if it were plucked from the realms of fairy tales.

However, this sanctuary was inhabited exclusively by the personal guards of Frostpeak General, Jacket. There were no ordinary residents within its walls.

As the personal guards went about their duties, they exchanged hushed words:

“Hurry, we mustn’t be late in welcoming Riverrun General.

“We can’t afford any negligence!”

Among the guards, a man who ambled lazily at the rear of the group spoke with an air of indifference:

what brings Riverrun

glance at the lagging fellow and chimed in: “Let’s refrain from gossiping about the war

all, he’s none other

our place to indulge

stay focused on

stronghold, a group of War

stern formation as if preparing for a momentous event.

echoed from the sky, and a specially designed

of the war general watched as the colossal helicopter descended toward their

man donning sunglasses stepped out from the helicopter and issued

“Everyone, gather!

right to give our respects to

followed the man’s directives with sunglasses,

to the ground with a powerful gust

door swung open at this moment, and a tall, rugged man with

was striking and authoritative as he walked to the front

man who emerged from the helicopter was

questions lingered. Why had Matthew the Riverrun General, entered the Frostpeak

General

remarkably at ease, as if he were stepping into

entire Frostpeak’s personal guard formation stood at attention and delivered a

we

these formalities observed, Matthew was ushered into the Frostpeak General’s stronghold by

colossal stone structure that appeared frozen in time for

and resonant voice resounded:

a message to Brookspring immediately. Inform them that we have witnessed the

Brookspring, greeted by the tranquil silence

everyone within the house had long since retired to their beds.

glanced at his wristwatch, noting that the time had passed well beyond 1 a.m.,

from c of the rooms. There, he discovered a

the room, he identified the figure as Layla.

the couch, her breath steady and

couldn’t help but be overcome by a swell of tenderness as he looked at

and caressed her cheek.

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