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 General here

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

all, he’s none other than Riverrun

people. It’s not our place to indulge in idle talk about

on our

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

in a stern formation as if preparing for a

echoed from the sky, and a specially designed helicopter

the war general watched as

stepped out from the helicopter and issued

“Everyone, gather!

from left to right to

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

to the ground with a powerful gust of

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

towering six feet, he was striking and authoritative as he

helicopter was Matthew, the

lingered. Why had Matthew the Riverrun General,

General

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

the sunglass-wearing figure, the entire Frostpeak’s personal guard formation stood at attention

the utmost respect, we

Frostpeak General’s stronghold by the Frostpeak General’s personal guards.

miles away from the Frostpeak General’s stronghold, a colossal stone structure that appeared frozen in time

and resonant voice resounded:

Inform them that we have witnessed

in Brookspring, greeted by the tranquil silence of the

been extinguished, and it was evident that everyone within the house had long since retired

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

Gavin ventured further into the house, his keen eyes catching a faint glow from c of the rooms. There, he discovered a petite figure nestled on the sofa, breathing rhythmically, lost in the depths

Gavin entered the room, he identified the figure as Layla.

dozed off on the couch, her breath steady and

couldn’t help but be overcome by a swell

of her hair had escaped its confines and caressed her cheek.

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