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At this mont, Wylder Flitwick said bitterly, “Commander, your ancestors are from the Neal family, so you should belong to the powerful families.”
“Among the four entities, the internal friction between the powerful families is the most serious!”
Anger appeared in Salvadore Carden’s eyes. He stared at Lester Crawford and said hoarsely, “The internal strife of the powerful families has led to the current decline. The Crawford family of Konnaught has contributed greatly to
“Amitabha. You sure know how to put the bla on soone else!”
Lester was not soone to be trifled with. After being a monk for so many years, his character remained the sa, and his temper had not changed at all. He was like an experienced Northern Army citizen.
“Isn’t it true?” Salvadore snorted.
“How foolish!”
Lester said coldly and continued, “There are tens of thousands of high-level martial artists from the various powerful families. You have a brain in that head of yours. I’m sure you can distinguish the good and evil of ti by yourself, and you can decide right and wrong by yourself!
“The Crawford family may stand tall among the powerful families, but do you think we alone can influence your though ts?”
Lester’s words hit the nail on the head!
The Crawford family was not the only one who had caused such internal strife.
Everyone was involved.
No matter how arrogant and despotic the martial artists of the Crawford family were, could they influence the thoughts of the martial artists of the other families?
The scheming of the martial artists had nothing to do with the Crawford family!
They had a brain of their own and had control over their own bodies.
What did their sches and evil deeds have anything to do with the Crawford family?
All the faults of the powerful families were blad on the Crawford family.
That was a little too ruthless!
How could Lester be willing to take such bla!
Salvadore didn’t argue. As a martial artist of a powerful family, he knew what
kind of power the Crawford family was.
Lester turned around and said in a low voice, “Earlier, I heard you talking about the Ludwig Army. The Crawford family could not have covered up the entire event forty years ago by themselves, much less erased all traces!”
Lester knew that the Crawford family couldn’t afford to take the bla!
What would the consequences be if he were to carry this crap on his back?
Lester, the young monk, knew better than anyone else.
Therefore, no matter what, he couldn’t accept this bla!
Braydon Neal tilted his head and chuckled. “Let’s not talk about this anymore. Tell how the seven of you are going to report back!”
“When I get ho, I will say that I got lost and couldn’t find the place.” Lester ca up with a la excuse.
Back then, he secretly went to the northern region for half a year. When he returned to the Crawford family, the elders in the family asked him why he left.
In the end, Lester said that he was constipated at ho and couldn’t poop, so he went out for a walk.
This la excuse was simply unbearable to hear.
The old man of the Crawford family didn’t make things difficult for this rare martial arts genius of their family.
Now, Lester wanted to use the sa trick again.
“I’ve found a pinnacle tomb here,” Braydon said softly with his hands behind his back. “In just an hour, the news has spread throughout Hansworth. It ans that the arrival of the eight sons is under the surveillance!”
“Other than the few of us, there are no outsiders here!” Lester looked around and his gaze slowly fell on Keegan Webster.
There was only one outsider present.
When Braydon and Wylder fought, the rest of the people retreated two miles away. Even the Qali garrison had retreated from this area.
Currently, only Keegan was an outsider here.
Under the gaze of the young monk Lester, Keegan felt his hair stand on end. He felt that this handso young monk with red phoenix eyes was not a good person!
As expected!
Lester put her palms together and said solemnly, “Amitabha, I see that you are plagued by sins. The sins in this life are very heavy. I am not talented, but I am willing to use my humble cultivation to deliver you to the afterlife!”
„F*ck you!”
Keegan was scared senseless.
He was not stupid and understood what Lester ant.
He wanted to kill Keegan to silence him!
Lester said that Keegan was guilty!
Looking at those present, who could compare to Braydon’s killing sin?
Braydon’s sealed the Northern King Sword had slaughtered millions of enemies, and his sins were shocking.
Why didn’t Lester ask Braydon to die for his sins?
Yet here he was asking Keegan to die for his sins.
How unfair was that!
Buddhists converted others to have them put down their butcher knives and submit to Buddhism.
However, when it ca to Lester, the process was skipped, and he wanted to just kill.
It was obvious that he wanted to kill Keegan to silence him!
Lester, the little monk, did not even give Keegan a chance to absolve his sins.
Keegan panicked. His face was covered in cold sweat. He knew that these young people in front of him had shocking backgrounds.
They were pinnacles at that.
If they had the intention to kill him, it was as easy as a snap of a finger! Keegan knew that the only person here who could save him was Braydon.
“Your Highness, I’m loyal to you!” he said hurriedly. “You’re really shaless!” Braydon said calmly.
Keegan:
Instantly.
Lester put his palms together and chanted, “Amitabha, I’ll ferry your soul of the afterlife!”
“Wait a mont, Your Highness Northern King. You are now the Garrison King, and the generals of the military listen to your orders. The scholars and civil officials respect you, and I am soone you can trust!”
Keegan said sincerely.
But he was still an outsider!
Wylder and the others were now S-level hidden agents.
Lester was an SS-level spy of the Northern Army.
Keegan, an outsider, knew the secret of the Northern Army’s SS-level core. What would happen to him?
If Braydon didn’t say anything to protect him, Lester would not let him go.
Before tonight, the Northern Army hidden agents would definitely visit
Keegan.
“Do you have any relatives?” Braydon asked calmly.
Keegan was about to cry.
He thought that Braydon was asking him to make arrangents for his funeral!
At this crucial mont, Braydon was asking if Keegan had any relatives.
What would Keegan think of that!
Braydon held Sadie Dudley’s cold and soft hand. The two of them were like a golden couple. They walked out of the small village as he said softly, “If there are males in the family, send them to the Northern Military School. If they are of great use, I guarantee that they will have a teoric rise in the future. “If they can’t be of great use, I’ll guarantee them a lifeti of wealth!” This was Braydon’s promise.
Keegan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He understood what Braydon ant.
He wanted Keegan’s children to go the northern desert.
From now on, his children would be the bridge of mutual trust between the Northern Army and Keegan.
Keegan bowed and cupped his hands, saying solemnly, “I have two sons. The youngest is 23 years old and the eldest is 27 years old. Today, I will personally send them to the northern territory.” “This is for your own good!”
This was Braydon’s last reply.
Keegan nodded with a bitter smile. He believed Braydon.
This was indeed for the good of Keegan!
An outsider who knew the core secret information of the Northern Army’s SS-level was a threat to the Northern Army.
Even if Braydon let him go today, Luther Carden, who was guarding the northern territory, might not be willing to let him go..
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