Dauntless God Of War

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The butler thought Laszlo had gone mad for having the audacity to demand an audience with Philip in such a rude manner. His face darkened considerably, and he warned with displeasure, “Mr. Fields, please mind your manners!”

“Is there a problem with my attitude? Let me be clear with you. I've come to the Larson residence today on behalf of the God of War. Hurry and summon Philip right away!” Laszlo did not take kindly to the butler's warning and grew even more condescending.

“What? You're here on behalf of the God of War?” Laszlo's words took the butler by surprise.

No wonder Laszlo, who was typically lowly and submissive, was so haughty today. He must have joined forces with the God of War, using his newfound influence to his advantage.

“That's right. Now, summon Philip before I lose my patience. Is the Larson family defying the God of War's will?” Upon seeing the shock on the butler's face, Laszlo could no longer hide his smug expression.

Panicking, the butler was about to go and fetch Philip when the latter's voice rang out. “There's no need to summon me. I'm already here!”

Philip strode into his living room, exuding a powerful, imposing aura.

“Mr. Larson, Mr. Fields said...” The butler tried to speak, but Philip quickly cut him off.

“There's no need to say anything. I heard everything from outside. You can leave now.” Philip dismissed the butler.

“Mr. Larson, I won't mince words since you've heard everything. The God of War has spoken. Harold must reveal himself within a month, or those close to him will meet their end!” That was the first time Laszlo was able to hold his head up high in front of Philip. He issued his warning with confidence.

That was the most assertive moment in his life.

Philip didn't take Laszlo's harsh tone seriously but instead responded with a mocking question, “Is that so? And what if I told you that your so-called God of War is a fraud?”

“What? Did you just say the God of War is an imposter? Philip, how dare you spout such nonsense! The God of War is an extraordinary figure. Who would dare to impersonate him and cause chaos worldwide? Are you senile, or do you think everyone else is a fool? Tell Harold to apologize to the God of War immediately, or bear the consequences!” Laszlo thought he had misheard Philip and looked at the latter as if he was looking at an idiot.

“I've said my piece. Believe it or not, it's up to you. Now, leave!”

Philip wanted to help Laszlo on account of their long-standing relationship. However, the latter didn't appreciate his kindness and even ridiculed him.

Shaking his head, Philip couldn't be bothered to entertain him and sent him away without further ado.

“Hmph! I'll give you one more month to strut around. We'll see how arrogant you are then!” Laszlo snorted and left the Larson residence.