The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge

Chapter 320

“Now, can you converse with me civilly?”

Gavin’s voice dripped with icy detachment, and his eyes brimmed with a profound sense of disdain.

The King of Northguard, gasping for breath as his life was squeezed away, cast a horrified gaze upon Gavin. In that desperate moment, a fiery determination blazed within his heart.

‘This Gavin was truly infuriating. He had the audacity to treat me this way, causing chaos and even taking lives within his Northguard Imperial Residence. I, the esteemed King of Northguard, was now being manipulated by this upstart. If news of this were to spread, wouldn’t it subject my reputation in Blearus to ridicule? No matter how much I pondered it, I hadn’t anticipated that this young man would possess such strength, far surpassing my own. If I continue to resist like this, am I doomed to meet my end within my own Northguard Imperial Residence? And wouldn’t that lead to a seamless transfer of my territory to another ruler?’

The King of Northguard contemplated for a lengthy moment, his gaze towards Gavin turning fiercely determined. With no other option, he uttered.

“Yes… Yes…”

Gavin gazed at the flushed countenance of the King of Northguard held in his grasp and spoke with calm composure.

“Very well.”

In an instant, he clutched the King of Northguard’s throat, and they both vanished. into thin air.

The Northguard Army stared in astonishment at King of Northguard, who had just been choked by Gavin within the confines of King of Northguard’s Mansion. In the blink of an eye, both of them vanished from their view.

This group of people looked around in a panic, and chaos erupted in an instant. ‘Gavin should have known where to take the King of Northguard, but his sudden disappearance left us puzzled. The pressing question on their minds was, what should they do next? The safety of the Lord of the North was undoubtedly at risk. Could Gavin have taken his life? The Northguard Imperial Residence couldn’t afford to be without a leader for even a day!’

Fearful and uncertain, the soldiers of the Northguard Army scanned their surroundings anxiously. Beads of sweat formed on their foreheads, a testament to the growing tension and apprehension that gripped them.

After an indeterminate span of time.

Suddenly, the voice of the King of Northguard echoed from the Northguard Imperial Residence.

“All soldiers of the Northguard Army, pay heed!

“Immediately commence a search throughout my domain for these two ladies and ensure their safety. Report any findings directly to the Imperial Residence without delay!”

The entire Northguard Army was taken aback upon hearing the commanding voice of the King of Northguard!

It was the voice of the King of Northguard!

still alive, and as long as he lived, hope endured!’

and Layla, quickly disseminated throughout the entire Northguard

perplexed by the unfolding events, with no clear understanding of the situation. In this moment of uncertainty,

waiting for?

a resounding thud, they all knelt before the King of Northguard and shouted in unison.

“Yes, Your Highness!”

occupied the throne that

himself had been reduced to a mere

a brief glance at the coffee in his cup and then turned his gaze toward the King of Northguard standing beside him. Although no words were spoken, King of Northguard

You’ve already brewed the Blue Mountain cat poop coffee that I’ve cherished for so long,”

gaze

room.

“The servants seem to be unfamiliar with the protocols. Please

they receive proper discipline in the

glance in his direction. He casually propped his legs up on the table and closed his eyes, displaying an air of

spry as usual,” he remarked casually, offering an explanation for

on the table. His face turned crimson with frustration as

this kid seriously expect me to massage his legs? Is this an insinuation that I, the powerful King of Northguard, should become the servant of

or movement. Therefore, he opened his eyes and directed his gaze toward the King

who stood

Gavin’s furrowed brow

some deference and humility? Whoever asks an old man likes

gently placed his hand on Gavin’s leg. He

before. If my technique isn’t up to par, please bear with it. Be patient,” he

“Never mind.”

a concerned expression, began massaging Gavin’s legs. Gavin, in response, merely glanced at the King of Northguard and closed his eyes

passed, Gavin stretched his arms and arched his back, presumably to alleviate

Gavin’s shoulders and back, as if eager

entered the room, carrying a tray with a pot of Blue Mountain cat

ready,” the servant announced

servant with a wave of his hand, signaling for the servant

with his eyes shut, and released a prolonged sigh. Employing the same method his servants typically used to prepare

coffee a taste. What are

a subtle aroma of coffee wafting through the air. It was evident

a smile. Just as he was about to take