Chapter 752 - 752: Wood for the Body, Silver for the Head

Chapter 752 - 752: Wood for the Body, Silver for the Head

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Among the high-ranking commanders of the Northern Army who were present, there was Commander Braydon Neal!

No. 1 Courtyard, the core area of the Northern Army.

The No.l to 10 Courtyards were strictly divided into different areas. They were the resting places for the high-ranking officers of the ten legions.

The funeral had just begun, and no one was late.

Other than Joshua Mandor, who was guarding Ludwig, almost everyone else had arrived.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

All nine commanders were present. They were all dressed in black, with a white scarf around their sleeves and a cold sword at their waists.

The soldiers of the Northern Army never let their swords leave their bodies. This was the rule!

It was the same in any situation.

When the Northern Army held a supreme meeting, everyone could bring their cold swords to attend.

In this heavily guarded courtyard, the martial artists who entered and left were all influential figures in the northern territory.

At the entrance of the small courtyard, a deep voice sounded, “The commander has arrived!”

Swoosh!

All the soldiers sitting in the courtyard stood up in unison.

When Braydon arrived, no one dared to be seated!

A white-robed youth entered the courtyard.

“Commander! ”

With Cole Colbie in the lead and the commanders in front, nearly a hundred regimental commanders shouted in unison.

Braydon continued to move forward. Cole and the others stood on both sides, opening up a path.

Tanner Lynn’s photo was placed in the mourning shed ahead.

He was a very cheerful-looking seventeen-year-old youth wearing the black uniform of the Northern Army. Under his youthful appearance, there were golden stars on his shoulders.

This was an international symbol.

Because this was a general star!

The young general, Tanner Lynn, died last night.

If he didn’t die, his future achievements would not be weaker than the ten commanders of the Northern Army.

Braydon didn’t say a word. He walked forward and took out three incense sticks. He lit them up with the candlelight. Without turning around, he asked calmly, “Have you informed Tanner’s family about his death?”

“Tanner is an orphan. He was recruited by the Northern Military School from outside the northern territory.”

Cole was very familiar with the background of his ten regimental commanders.

Tanner was an orphan who had been recruited into the Northern Military School five years ago. Before he could graduate, he had already joined the Northern Army and made great contributions, becoming a regimental commander.

Tanner was the only student in the Northern Military School who was appointed as a regimental commander of the Northern Army.

As Braydon listened quietly, he walked into the mourning shed. There was a pitch-black coffin parked there.

Laird Xenos, the fourth master of the Northern Army, was about to turn around and leave.

“Let the hidden agent in!” Braydon frowned.

“Yes, sir!”

At the entrance of the small courtyard, the sixteen young men standing guard immediately let the hidden agent pass.

In the northern territory, Braydon’s words were military orders, more effective than anyone else’s.

The young man was stunned when he entered the courtyard.

Cold sweat appeared on the tip of his nose. He did not expect that almost all the high-ranking figures of the Northern Army and Commander Braydon would be

gathered in the No. 1 Courtyard.

Under everyone’s gaze, he felt a lot of pressure as a small hidden agent!

“Hoyt Carroll, Northern Army’s hidden agent, pays his respects to the commander!”

“Tell me what happened? Why are you in such a hurry to see Second Brother?” The white-robed Killing God Yuri Qualls and the others were not wishy-washy.

Hoyt glanced at Luther.

“Speak!” Luther nodded and said softly.

The Northern Army’s hidden agents were loyal to Braydon, followed by Luther.

If Luther didn’t nod in agreement, the hidden agents definitely wouldn’t dare reveal any secrets.

“According to reliable sources, Regimental Commander Lynn is still alive!” Hoyt said in a low voice.

Swoosh!

Everyone looked over.

Cole’s face was unsightly.

If Tanner had not died, today’s funeral would have been a joke.

It would become the biggest joke of the Northern Army this year.

The Northern Army’s regimental commander had yet to die in battle, and they were already holding a funeral. If word got out, wouldn’t outsiders laugh their heads off?

“If the news is true, then even if today’s funeral becomes a joke, I will accept it!” Cole said in a low voice.

No one laughed.

The people present hoped that the so-called funeral was a joke.

They all hoped that their comrades were still alive.

Luther slowly stood up from his wheelchair and said softly, “Is the news true? You should know about the rule where once a hidden agent makes a mistake, he won’t be a hidden agent anymore for the rest of his life.”

“Lucian Cross has already gone over to confirm the news with some men.”

Hoyt wiped away the cold sweat on his face. He was unable to confirm the news himself, so he followed the rules and came to report to Luther.

However, he didn’t know that even Commander Braydon was in the No. 1 Courtyard.

“Where is the source of the news?” Braydon asked..