THE STRONGEST WAR GOD - Season 3 Episode 19

Today, the capital was welcoming only one person, Braydon Neal, the Northern King. As such, no other people could walk the same path he treaded.

Braydon continued on his way, and no one dared to target him.

After all, that scene had shocked the other eight kings.

In front of tens of millions of people, he killed a king without alerting anyone.

!!

His strength was above normal kings.

If they provoked the Northern King again, they would be courting death.

At the end of the red carpet stood an old man in a suit. He was over ninety years old and had white hair and a youthful face. He led nearly a hundred people, all of whom were from the older generation, and stood on the stone steps waiting.

“Northern King!”

The old man in the suit cupped his hands and bowed.

Braydon put down the little girl in his arms and returned the greeting. “Old Governor, you’re much too polite. You are of the same generation as my teacher, so you don’t have to bow to a junior!”

“The king of the north is born noble. We must not disrespect you!” The old governor had spoken to Braydon on the phone earlier.

It was the night when the tiger roared in Preston. Before he left for the south, he received a call from the old governor.

Now that the older generation was welcoming him, they were indeed giving him the appropriate level of welcome.

As for what had just happened, Braydon had drawn his sword and killed a king.

No one mentioned it!

It was as if nothing had happened.

There was also a little girl who was carried away by Westley Hader to look for her parents.

The little girl waved her chubby little hands and shouted innocently, “Big Brother, goodbye!”

“Goodbye!”

Braydon smiled and watched the little girl leave. His thin lips moved slightly. “Don’t make things difficult for her family.”

“Alright!”

Westley dispelled any other thoughts he had in mind.

If Braydon had not mentioned it, Westley would have asked someone to investigate the whole thing using the little girl as a clue.

How did a little girl appear on the eighty-mile red carpet?

One had to know that Braydon was carrying this little burden. When faced with the pressure of the nine kings, he was distracted. If he was not careful, he would be injured by the nine kings’ auras and would be embarrassed on the spot.

“Find the remaining eight kings and kill them on the spot!” Braydon chuckled.

“I’ll do it myself!”

Westley had long wanted to kill them.

If it was not for the fact that today was a special day and the streets were filled with ordinary people, he would have attacked the nine kings in the dark long ago.

“This way please, Your Highness.” The old governor smiled brightly. “The welcoming banquet is ready!”

“Let’s go straight to the governor office. My sister has a parent-teacher meeting in the afternoon. I have to go back!” When Braydon mentioned Ginny Neal, the doting look in his eyes could not be faked.

Tristan Yandell secretly rolled his eyes. He knew that Braydon was practically a crazy demon who doted on his sister whenever he returned to the Neal family.

Ginny was the apple of the Neal family’s eye!

The old governor’s eyes were dull, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The Northern King’s arrival in the capital today was a major event. He had to at least stay in the capital for two or three days so that he could meet various people.

Actually, more than 99% of the people in the capital had never seen Braydon in person.

However, Braydon had never liked these superficial courtesies.

He had a quiet personality and had not been to the capital. There were many reasons, and the matters arranged by the old governor was one of them.

“Old man, long time no see!” Luke Yates grinned.

“It’s you, little fool!”

The old governor revealed a loving smile.

Luke’s face darkened. “You’re the fool, you old fool!”

The old governor laughed heartily. He liked this generation of the northern army’s youngsters very much.

The group changed their route and headed straight for the governor office.

In the magnificent hall.

The hundred or so guards of the capital all stood in the palace, secretly sizing up the white-robed youth.

At the head of the hall, in front of the golden dragon chair.

“Brother, sit!” Westley said softly.

“Since the old governor is here, he should sit!” Braydon was neither arrogant nor proud, so he did not take the main seat.

The Golden Dragon Seat was the position of the Guardian.

Braydon Neal would not do something like a sparrow occupying a dove’s nest. Moreover, the hall was filled with people from the capital garrison. Doing so would only damage Westley’s prestige as the governor.

The old governor, Stanley Weasley, said softly, “There’s no need to stand on ceremony, Northern King. Today, you are the most honorable guest of the entire capital. At 7.30, the sovereign wanted to have a banquet for you…”

“There’s no need for that. Tell the sovereign that I, Braydon Neal, will only be loyal to Hansworth in this life. I’m willing to protect Hansworth with my own strength!

“I inherited my teacher’s ambition and pursue the concept of killing as protection. Although the northern territory’s men are unruly, they are good at fighting, and each of them has outstanding military achievements!

…

“The northern territory is a bitter and cold place. It lacks resources and is accompanied by sandstorms. The environment is harsh, which has forged the fierce character of the northern army!

“But in the hearts of the men of the northern army, they have never forgotten that loyalty!”

…

Braydon rejected the invitation.

The capital was a land of wealth.

The prosperity of the capital far surpassed any city in the country. Under the superior environment, many people lived a luxurious life.

After Braydon entered the capital, he felt that he was out of place here.

The extravagant atmosphere of urban life could easily obliterate a martial artist’s killing intent.

However, the killing intent of the young king in charge of the northern territory could not be erased.

They pursued the concept of killing as protection.

Once they lost the desire to kill, would their so-called ideals still exist?

…

The answer was self-evident.

Some people were born for the northern territory. The bustling city was charming, but in the end, they did not belong to people like Braydon. When they wore cold swords, their fate had long changed.

At this moment, Stanley took a step back and bowed deeply. “The Northern King’s loyalty belongs to the capital. I will definitely remember that. The sovereign has never forgotten the merits of the northern army!”

“Old Governor, if I take credit, what kind of title should I be given?” Braydon teased.

If Braydon wanted to claim credit, he would not just be a king!

“If the Northern King wants to be conferred a title, I’ll send a letter to the sovereign. It’s only right and proper to confer a title upon you!” Stanley said solemnly.

Braydon shook his head slightly. Clearly, this was not what he wanted.

He, the Northern King, really did not care about fame and fortune.

However, a clear voice came from outside the governor office, “With the Northern King’s achievements, if you want to be conferred a title, you should be conferred the title of Garrison King!”

His words stunned the entire governor office!

These words could not be said casually.

Braydon was originally from the northern territory. After he was conferred the title of king, some people called him Northern King.

This was already a great honor.

However, the words ‘garrison king’ must not be mentioned.

This was a taboo!

Back then, there was a garrison king. Later on, everything related to this figure was wiped clean.

A middle-aged man walked in from outside the door. His square face revealed tiger eyes, and his temples were white. The vicissitudes of life in his eyes did not match his appearance.

However, he had the aura of a ninth-level king.

He was a ninth-level king!

As long as he took the final step, he would be able to surpass king level.

Unfortunately, this final step was too difficult to surpass.

When this person appeared, everyone in the capital garrison hall bowed and said respectfully, “Duke Longbottom!”

“What the f*ck?” Only the little fool was terrified. “Why is this old monster here?”