The Strongest War God

Chapter 508 - 508: When You Grow Up, How About Joining Northern Liang?_l

Chapter 508: When You Grow Up, How About Joining Northern Liang?_l

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Shepherd King was still hesitating. He refused to lead the way to see Barrett Yearwood.

Old Man Zito frowned and reminded in a low voice, “Senior Shepherd King, you should lead the way. I’ll explain the current situation in the outside world to you when it’s done. The young lord has the authority to command the three armies, nine departments, and twenty-four divisions. Even Duke Lowe has to lower his head in front of him!”

“What…’

Shepherd King was stunned.

He knew that the young man in white was the Northern King and the commander of the northern army.

However, Shepherd King did not expect Braydon to be so terrifying.

Old Man Zito faintly reminded him, “On the 15th of this month, Mount Tanish’s official rite ceremony has been specially prepared for Young Master. That day is Young Master’s twentieth birthday. It will attract the fate of the country which will be placed upon his shoulders. So, you should understand now, right?

“If the Prime Minister is about to die and has something important to entrust to him, the person to choose isn’t Dominic Lowe, but the young master!

“The young lord carries the fate of the nation and shoulders the future of Hansworth. Even ten Duke Lowes are not as important as the young lord alone. ”

Old Man Zito had to tell the truth.

If he did not say anything, Shepherd King would not bring Braydon Neal to see Barrett just like that.

After saying that.

Shepherd King’s eyes were filled with respect. He clearly understood what it meant to be a person who carried the fate of the country.

He also understood what it meant to use the official rite ceremony to attract the fate of the country upon a person.

Back then, even Barrett did not have the qualifications to take upon the fate of the country!

To attract the fate of the country upon oneself, two conditions had to be met.

The world had to be peaceful.

Hansworth had to be in peace!

Back in the days, Barrett Yearwood could bring peace to Hansworth.

However, even though Barrett’s strategy was amazing, his talent in martial arts was not. His talent was not even comparable to the Qilin sons of the northern army.

Just this one flaw he had.

Barrett would not be able to bear the fate of Hansworth.

If he forcefully drew the fate of the country, his body would be weak and unable to withstand it, and he would definitely be punished by the heavens!

The fate of a country was not something that just anyone could bear.

At this moment, Shepherd King faintly recalled something from the past.

He muttered to himself, “Has the person Old Yanagi has been looking for really been found? He carries the fate of the country, just like how Emperor Hansworth attracted the fate of the country upon himself, nurturing the strongest genius in the history of Hansworth.”

His soft voice revealed a great secret.

The number of people who knew about this secret could be counted on one hand.

At the same time, it also revealed that the growth of Braydon was not only due to the efforts of his teacher, Finley Yanagi.

There were probably many elders who were secretly concerned about Braydon’s growth!

Braydon was born in Preston, an ordinary wealthy family.

However, since Braydon went to the northern territory at the age of seven, his identity had changed.

Braydon was probably backed by many shocking experts.

These things would surface in the end.

Right now.

Shepherd King thought for a moment and nodded. “Alright. Let’s go see Prime

Minister Yearwood.”

“Frazer, stay here and wait for Syrus and Tobey. Tell Syrus that I don’t need anyone alive.”

Braydon placed his hands behind his back and stepped on the fallen leaves silently.

Shepherd King felt a chill in his heart. He felt that the white-robed youth beside him was a little dangerous.

Ever since the two sides met, Braydon’s killing order had never stopped.

“Understood!” Frazer Zito bowed.

Braydon’s meaning was simple. When Syrus Yanagi and Tobey Lapras arrived with the royal guards, they would leave no yin-yang martial artists alive.

Even the martial artists from the powerful families from the capital would be killed.

In this game of chess in River Village, Braydon was still the one playing!

The reason why they did not touch the yin-yang people now was because they wanted to wait for the thousand martial artists from the powerful and aristocratic families from the capital.

When all of them arrived, they would be killed.

Otherwise, if they attacked now.

If the martial artists of the powerful and aristocratic families from the capital knew that Braydon was here, who would dare to show themselves?

No one!

Braydon and Shepherd King walked along the winding path and entered the village.

The moment he entered the village, Braydon felt hundreds of killing intent!

In the tightly shut doors of every family, regardless of age, all of them were martial artists!

This was no ordinary village!

It was clearly a village rormea DY martial artists.

If not for Shepherd King personally leading the way, Braydon would have been attacked long ago.

In the deepest part of the village, there was a two-story wooden house. Ordinary flowers and plants were planted inside, and butterflies were dancing.

It was a peaceful scene.

It was not a bad choice to spend the rest of one’s life here.

Braydon arrived at the entrance of the small yard.

In an instant.

All the villagers in the village rushed out.

Old men ranging from eighty years old to children ranging from seven years old held sharp blades in their hands as they blocked the door.

Over a thousand people from several hundred households of the River Village were here.

The old, the young, women, and children were all here!

Shepherd King explained, “They are all orphans of meritorious officials. They were adopted by the prime minister and gradually formed this small village.”

“Who is he?”

A nine-year-old boy covered in mud was pointing a wooden stick at Braydon. His left hand was holding a little girl’s hand as he questioned Shepherd King in public.

“Little pup, go and play somewhere else. Don’t cause trouble!” Shepherd King said angrily.

“It’s fine. Is this your sister?”

Braydon bent down and looked at the four-year-old girl behind the nine-year-old boy.

The little girl’s face was round, and there was still some baby fat on her cheeks. She was wearing very cheap clothes, and there were a few big holes in her pants, covering her small dirty feet. However, the little girl’s face was very clean.

Braydon bent down, wanting to pick her up.

In the end, the nine-year-old boy waved his wooden stick and shouted angrily, “Don’t touch my sister!”

Bang!

The wooden stick landed on Braydon’s forehead.

It shocked everyone!

Shepherd King’s face turned green. He scolded angrily, “Little pup, what are you doing? Do you know who he is? Are you trying to get yourself killed?”

“Don’t scold him. It’s fine!”

Braydon could not help but laugh. Actually, the wooden stick did not hurt him.

At this stage of cultivation, any attack from an external object would instinctively cause force to be released from all parts of the body.

The wooden stick landed on Braydon’s head and was immediately turned into wood shavings.

However, this was the first time Braydon had been hit in the head with a stick.

And it was by a nine-year-old boy covered in mud! “Little brat, what’s your name?” Braydon smiled faintly.

“Pup!” the mud boy replied righteously.

“What’s your real name?” Braydon could not help laughing.

“Ezekiel Chaffin. Heavenly Teacher gave me this name!” the mud boy replied seriously.

This name was really domineering.

The name ‘Ezekiel’ was not to be used lightly!

Braydon raised his hand and gently tapped his head, saying softly, “When you grow up, how about entering the northern army?”

“NIA l”

The pup refused decisively. He was still young and did not understand what the words “northern army” meant.

After a while.

He saw that Braydon was not a bad person. He had hit him, but this person was actually not angry.

“What’s northern army?” The pup asked suspiciously.

“It is a belief passed down from generation to generation, an undefeated legend, an eternal legend!”

Braydon chuckled and took off his golden Qilin robe. He wrapped it around the four-year-old girl and bent down to pick her up..