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213 I Am the Taboo

Braydon Neal’s words were a little harsh.

Old Man Zito carefully put the jade scepter on him and said in a low voice, “The former vice commander Frazer Zito has already died along with the fall of the Ludwig army. He no longer exists in this world!”

“The only one alive now is Old Man Zito.”

Old Man Zito was lethargic, like a rotten piece of wood.

However, Braydon could bear to see this.

“What if I say that I can help you rebuild the Ludwig army and reunite the old troops of the Ludwig army? Can the vice commander of the past regain his former glory?” His thin lips moved slightly.

“What?”

Old Man Zito stood up; his eyes filled with disbelief.

He could not believe that someone of Braydon’s status would be willing to get involved in this troublesome matter.

One had to know that the 700,000 elites of Ludwig had all died tragically in the Ludwig mountain range.

Anyone with a brain would know how terrifying the person who schemed against Old Man Zito and the others back then was.

“Big Brother, that is considered a taboo!” Tristan Yandell was shocked.

“Taboo? I, Braydon Neal, am a taboo!”

Braydon stood there quietly, a wave of pressure spreading out.

A bitter smile appeared on Tristan’s lips, and he did not dare to say anything else.

The Northern King was indeed a taboo.

A living taboo!

He was a taboo within the country, and he was even more of a taboo for the eight countries outside.

King Braydon was not afraid of the so-called taboo that Tristan spoke of.

The Northern King sword stood between heaven and earth, breaking these so-called taboos.

Braydon returned to the living room, holding a teacup. Looking at the light green tea, he chuckled. “The men of the north are not afraid of the storms of the world. The incident at Ludwig is a pain in my heart and a thorn in the northern army’s body.

“This is a hidden injustice in the history of the northern army!

“Even though forty years have passed, some people have to give me, the northern army commander, an explanation!”

Braydon picked up the teacup and pursed his lips. Half a cup of bitter tea entered his mouth.

The entire living room was silent.

Hatcher Murphy lowered his head and stood at the side silently.

At this moment, anyone who interrupted would be challenging the might of the Northern King!

Even Tristan should have understood Braydon’s intentions by now. The Ludwig matter would not be settled like this!

Suddenly.

Tristan broke out in a cold sweat. He suddenly realized that this big brother who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea had probably not just thought of investigating the Ludwig army matter today.

He had probably started investigating a long time ago!

Otherwise, would Luke Yates really be here just to fool around?

Out of the five commanders, it had to be Luke Yates from southern Hansworth, who was in charge of the Ludwig area, who was here today.

Thinking of this, Tristan broke out in cold sweat.

He was also a part of the northern army and was one of the Five Heavenly Kings of the north.

Other than the top three of the ten ruthless men of the northern army, Tristan was not afraid of anyone.

He was someone who accompanied the Northern King, but he did not understand what the Northern King was thinking.

Cold sweat appeared on Tristan’s face. He cupped his fists and said in a low voice, “Commander, I know my mistake now!”

“You’ve been disobeying your brother’s wishes so many times. Now you realize that you’ve made a mistake?”

Luke rolled his eyes.

The little fool was not stupid. He grew up in the northern territory, and all of them knew the rules of the north.

The Northern King’s words were military orders!

Braydon’s will was the will of the north.

In other words, no one could change or question Braydon’s words and actions!

Anyone who belonged to the north only needed to listen to orders!

Because of the Ludwig army incident, Tristan had tried to persuade him several times. Luckily, the ten ruthless men of the north were not here, or else they would not have spared Tristan.

Braydon said softly, “No worries. You will become a marquis within a month. This time, follow me back to the capital and stay by Westley’s side.”

His indifferent words caused Tristan’s face to turn pale!

Tristan pulled out his cold sword, causing Luke Yates to be shocked and furious. “What the f*ck! What are you doing!”

The little fool thought that Tristan had drawn his sword out of embarrassment.

This was completely insane!

However, Tristan pulled out his sword, knelt down on one knee, stabbed the blade into the ground, and lowered his head without making a sound!

He had made a huge mistake today!

He actually wanted to control the Northern King’s will.

He had indeed made a mistake.

Because of this mistake, Tristan felt that he was being chased back to the capital to defend the garrison. He really did not have the face to face Westley Hader.

Perhaps this was the pride of the men of the north.

People like them were not afraid of life and death. They were not afraid of the wind and rain in the world. They believed in the sword in their hands and only obeyed the orders of the Northern King. As long as Braydon gave the order, the people of the north would definitely listen to it!

But now, Tristan was kneeling on one knee, not saying a word.

“Get up!” Braydon felt a headache coming on.

“Commander, please punish me instead! Don’t chase me back to the capital garrison!” Tristan said in a muffled voice.

He really had no face to go back!

When Tristan returned, Westley would definitely ask him why he had returned.

What would Tristan say?

Could he actually say that he was chased back by Braydon?

Thinking of this, Tristan’s mind exploded.

Braydon did not know whether to laugh or cry. He glared at Luke and said helplessly, “You believe the words of the little fool? He was just pulling your leg. I merely want you to go back to the capital to help Westley.

“He really doesn’t need help now.”

Tristan looked unwilling.

Governor Westley Hader sat high in the governor’s hall. The capital garrison listened to his orders. He no longer needed help.

Braydon chuckled. “You told me earlier that the situation in the capital is complicated. The various aristocratic families are entrenched in the capital, and their forces are crisscrossing. Have you forgotten?”

“Then, we’ll follow our previous agreement. I’ll go back after I’ve become a marquis.”

Tristan stood up, unwilling to return to the capital no matter what.

“The commander asked you earlier. Did you already know about the Ludwig army when you were in the capital?” Hatcher Murphy suddenly added.

Tristan’s face turned green!

Originally, he had already managed to get away with this question, but Hatcher stabbed him in the back and brought it up again.

Tristan’s face darkened. He nodded slightly and secretly looked at Braydon’s expression.

The Ludwig incident involved many people.

One of these people was Westley Hader!

Back then, the Ludwig king was Westley Hader’s grandfather.

Earlier, Tristan kept saying that the Ludwig army incident was extremely complicated and had many hidden secrets because this fellow had more information.

But he did not dare to say it!

Once he said it, Braydon would definitely head to the capital to help Westley.

This was because the Hader lineage was one of the strongest aristocratic families in the capital back then.

Unfortunately, on that night several decades ago, they were brutally exterminated!

Those with the surname Hader were all killed!

This matter was also related to the Ludwig army.

The two incidents happened on the same night.

Now, you should understand why Tristan kept saying that the Ludwig incident was not as simple as what Old Man Zito and Ernest Lanford had said!

“Hector Sattler is still alive?” Braydon put down his teacup.

He suddenly asked, filled with killing intent!

Tristan’s eyelids twitched. “He’s still alive. He’s in the capital!”

“Then, let’s make a trip to the capital!”

Braydon stood up calmly.

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