Chapter 751 - 751: Tanner’s Funeral

Chapter 751 - 751: Tanner’s Funeral

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Even if Braydon Neal said that there was no more Northern King Braydon Neal in the world, even if the Qilin Nation Protection Seal was broken, this young man in white, was still the son of Hansworth!

He was the Garrison King!

Braydon, the prodigy of his generation, had an indelible mark.

Braydon wanting to confer a title to Namar meant that he wanted them to submit to him.

Shmuel Linar forced a smile and said, “At this point, Namar has no choice. What conditions do you have, Your Highness? As long as you give Namar a way out, as the ruler of Namar, for as long as the Northern Army flag is waving in the north, the Namar army will not dare to take half a step in the north!

“As long as you, Braydon Neal, are still alive, Namr will pay tribute to

Hansworth every year for the next 500 years!”

Shmuel seemed to be much more at ease when he said this.

Becoming enemies with Braydon was the sorrow of the entire country.

It was Crown Prince Shmuel’s misfortune to be born in the same era as Braydon.

After that, Braydon suddenly stood up and walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back. He said solemnly, “From today onward, the Linar family will inherit the title of Hanlon-Namar King!”

“I will obey the order of the Northern King!”

Shmuel responded.

With that, Namar historians would let him go down in infamy for ten thousand years.

But this was a way out for Namar!

If Shmuel refused, not only would he die, but the Linar family would also be exterminated.

Namar’s martial arts world would suffer a devastating blow.

Braydon walked to the front of the hall and pulled out the Overlord

Formation-breaking Spear. The 72 Northern King cavalrymen were waiting quietly outside the door with cold swords in their hands.

The domineering Cole Colbie, the elegant and easy-going Luther Carden, and the others were all outside the hall.

In just three days, the few of them had forcefully eliminated more than half of the martial artists in Namar.

Namar’s martial arts world was collapsing.

A large number of Namar martial artists had crossed the border and fled into Wolanda.

Cole had led the 3,000 imperial guards of the Northern Army into Linar half a day ago. He cupped his fists and bowed. “Cole Colbie of the Northern Army greets the commander!”

“Northern Army Luther Carden greets the commander!”

Luther led 300,000 hidden agents and arrived at Linar half a day ago. Now, they were here to bring Braydon back to the northern desert.

Skylar Neal, who was dressed in white and wearing a ghost mask, said softly, “Brother, use the Ten Yama Kings. I want to destroy Namar!”

Each of the ten commanders of the Northern Army had a terrifying power.

Skylar was the most mysterious of all!

Braydon had nurtured this younger brother as the next Northern Army commander.

The white-robed Braydon sat at the head of the table, and below him were the various commanders.

Looking at the endless yellow sand flying in the air, Harlan could not help but sigh. He entered the living room and said, “Northern Army’s hidden agent, Harlan Jones, greets the commander!”

“Did you bring the secret order of the capital?”

Luther sat in his wheelchair and smiled lightly.

Harlan hmphed twice. He didn’t like Luther at all.

The reason was very simple!

Harlan was a hidden agent, and the leader of the hidden agents in the Northern Army was Luther.

Throughout the years, Harlan had mentioned countless times that he wanted to return to the northern desert.

In the end, his request was rejected by Luther.

Because of this, Harlan had long been very dissatisfied!

He stepped forward and handed over a secret letter. “Commander, a secret order from the capital!”

“There’s no need to look at the fake order!”

Braydon took the secret letter, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the letter was shredded into pieces. No one could see the contents.

The corner of Harlan’s mouth twitched slightly. He could testify that this capital secret order was real!

It was personally written by Dominic Lowe and stamped with the national seal.

Yet Braydon said it was a fake order.

Harlan had an awkward expression on his face. As a hidden agent, if he had brought a fake order, he would be punished.

Braydon brushed this matter off with a few words and asked softly, “How are the preparations for Tanner’s funeral coming along?”

“It will be held in the No. 1 Courtyard!”

Cole was personally in charge of this matter.

Tanner Lynn was the commander of the tenth regiment under his command, so as the commander, Cole naturally had to do it himself.

Braydon stood up and said calmly, “I want to attend. After this is over, I’ll bring Sadie to Mount Woolas.”

“Mount Woolas is holding a hundred schools of thought summit, and there will be people from all walks of life there!”

Luther said softly.

The summit would definitely be attended by people from powerful families and aristocratic families. There would also be representatives of the Mohist and Legalist schools.

The Mohism and legalism schools were both schools of thought with seclusive cultivation. Over the past thousands of years, they had passed down many branches and formed seclusive cultivation forces. Braydon had never been interested in these people.

What he wanted was the pill!

Since the pill was in Kinslee Mayer’s hands, Braydon had to go get it.

If he didn’t heal Sadie, Braydon wouldn’t be at ease!

In the No. 1 Courtyard of the northern base camp, a mourning shed was built for Tanner’s funeral.

All the high-ranking commanders of the Northern Army were present!