Salute To The General
Chapter 2102

Chapter 2102

Upon seeing Sage's reaction, Nathan quickly softened his tone. "Also, tell Elijah and the rest of them to go drinking with me-in private, might | add- if they're free. Get rid of that ridiculous idea of wasting a hefty sum and throwing a fancy celebration for my birthday."

"Yes, sir," Sage replied. "I absolutely will inform all the respective commanders what you've said without letting out a single word!" He paused, before continuing with a softer tone, "Though I must say, you turning thirty is a huge deal, sir. I have no doubt that all of them will make time to come to Brimmopolis to celebrate with you just as themselves as your friends.”

A smile crept up Nathan's face. "I have not seen them in person for a while too," he sighed. "If they're willing to come to Brimmopolis, we're definitely having a good time..."

Nathan smiled at the thought. In that second, he remembered Clifford's visit last night.

"What was the purpose of Clifford's visit last night?" Nathan asked Sage. "Did he leave right away after I refused to see him?"

Sage beamed with slight amusement at the memory, "No clue, sir. He left after you sent him away, crestfallen."

Before the last word of the sentence fell, a soldier of the Felidae Battalion entered the room. "Sir, Mr. Valois Davier of the Davier family is outside, requesting for your presence," he informed.

Nathan and Sage exchanged glances.

"Speak of the devil, huh?" Nathan voice aloud, amused. "Looks like somebody isn't willing to come back on his own after the ruckus he caused last night.

I wonder if he sent his brother as an atonement." chuckled Sage.

"Do you wish to see Valois, sir?" Sage questioned, glancing at the Chief Military Governor.

Nathan put down the work on his hands. “Let him in,” he replied coolly, “Let's see what the Daviers are up to now.”

Before long, Valois appeared at the doorway, dressed elegantly in a black suit. Behind him were two of his men.

“An honor to meet the great Chief Military Governor, sir!" greeted Valois with his head bowed. His eyes wandered and rested at the mysterious person in front of him, dressed in the phoenix military coat. A pair of eyes peered through the Leviathan mask, accentuated by the mask's golden threads. "State your business", stated Nathan in a calm manner.

In reverent, Valois stepped forwards and presented a letter. "Sir, I am here on behalf of my elder brother, Clifford Davier, along with a letter from President Woods. We humbly implore you to fire Nathan Cross from his military rank." he declared in a clear voice.

Sage took the letter from Valois and handed it to Nathan.

Nathan sliced open the envelope and took out its contents, barely glancing it over before putting it down.

"Why," began Nathan, "do you request Nathan Cross to be removed from his ranks for no rhyme and reason?" he questioned calmly.

Valois' mouth was set in a grim line. "With all due respect, sir," he started. "Nathan has insulted my family again and again. He even went as far as killing my younger brother, Scout Davier," he huffed. "With that, I hereby request the removal of Nathan Cross from his ranks and that he be handed over to the

Daviers..."

Nathan let out a dry laugh, stopping Valois in his tracks. "From what I know, Mr. Davier, it has always been your family who started the dispute against Nathan,” hummed Nathan. “Seems to me, he only ever 'insulted your family' as a defense."

"Since you've brought this up, let's use your brother Scout Davier as an example. Scout came all the way back from overseas for one mission and one mission only: to kill Nathan, or am I mistaken?" sneered Nathan.

"Not only did he demand all those with status and power in Brimmopolis to support his cause, he even humiliated those who dared to defy him. Austin Windsor was one of the many examples of your brother's cruelty."

Nathan remarked after a pause, "However, things didn't go as he planned. Ultimately, he shot himself in the foot. Instead of killing Nathan, Scout was killed by the very person he was hunting down instead."

Nathan leaned forward slightly before

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it, at 9, "From how I see

it, Nathan killed your brother out your brother out of self-defense. If any penalty should be befalten, it should be the Daviers that should be at the receiving end, so why should Nathan be fired from his military ranks?"

Upon hearing those words uttered by the Chief Military Governor, Valois panicked. His voice rose, "Sir, the removal of Nathan Cross from his military ranks is an appeal from my elder brother Clifford. He has even gotten President Wood's consent to do so. Why are you defending Nathan and refusing to-"

"How dare you!" Sage interrupted. "Are you telling the Chief Military Governor what to do?” he thundered, glaring at Valois.

Startled, Valois was silenced. In a mild manner, he lowered his voice, "Apologies, sir."

Composedly, Nathan replied, "What happens within the military is none of your concern. The removal of one from the military is certainly not something your family can control, Mr. Davier, nor do you have any say in such matters.”

"Now, if there are no more issues, you can leave now," dismissed Nathan.

Valois gritted his teeth, "There is one more thing," he interjected.

"Go on."

Valois cleared his throat before speaking. "Sir, you have once promised us to remain neutral if any disputes happen between Nathan and the Daviers, unbiased to both parties," he began.

"My family has decided, in a month's time, to get rid of Nathan, once and for all," announced Valois.

"I ask that you keep your promise, sir, and offer neither side any aid."

With a smile, Nathan answered, "I shall help no one but myself. Does that work for you?"

Taking that as an assurance, Valois thanked the Chief Military Governor and went on his way.