Reactivate the Northwen King Sword Tonight!
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Who is it?"
The major broke out in cold sweat.
"Commander Neal, the plain clothed commoner of the northern territory!" Houston Jorgensen said in a low voice.
When the soldiers of the Military Department saw Braydon Neal, regardless of whether it was the seven elites or the garrisons of the provinces, everyone had to address him as Commander Neal!
The Tiger of Northern Hansworth, Carl Mason, Captain Sayge Doyle, and the 3,000 Northern Hansworth imperial guards all drew their black swords.
Swoosh!
The 3,000 imperial guards cupped their fists and knelt on one knee. They stabbed their swords into the ground and shouted, "The imperial guards of Northern Hansworth welcome Your Highness!"
Thousands of people roared, their iron blood aura soaring into the sky.
Now, Braydon was no longer the Northern King.
He was the Garrison King!
He alone ruled the country.
The former Northern King was now the Garrison King!