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:

Riverrun

sporting round glasses shot a glance at the lagging fellow and chimed in: “Let’s refrain from gossiping about the war general’s affairs, shall

none other than

It’s not our place to indulge in idle

on our tasks!”

the War General’s stronghold, a group of War General’s personal guards stood in perfect formation on a

formation as if preparing for

the sky, and a

guards of the war general watched as the colossal helicopter

stepped out from the helicopter and issued a command:

“Everyone, gather!

right to give our respects to Riverrun General.”

the helicopter’s arrival, the personal guards below followed the man’s directives

the ground with

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

at a towering six feet, he was striking and authoritative as he walked to the front of

helicopter was

Matthew the Riverrun General, entered the Frostpeak

why hadn’t Frostpeak General personally extended his

Matthew, the Riverrun General, disembarked from the helicopter, he appeared remarkably at ease, as if he were stepping into

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

the utmost respect, we welcome Riverrun General!”

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

General’s stronghold, a colossal stone structure that appeared

and resonant

have witnessed the arrival of

Clifford Ancestral Home in Brookspring, greeted by the tranquil silence of

extinguished, and it was evident that everyone within the house

well beyond 1 a.m., signaling that the household was undoubtedly sound

the house, his keen eyes catching a faint glow from c of the rooms. There, he discovered a petite figure nestled on the

Gavin entered the room, he identified the figure as

couch, her

swell of tenderness as

her cheek. Gavin extended his hand to tuck it behind her ear

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