NovelEnglish
Esme asked carefully, “Francis, are you talking about... the Great Marshal?”
“Although the Great Marshal can oppress General North easily, the Sullivan family is not influential enough to ask
for his help. We don’t even have the right to meet him.”
Francis shook his head. “I’m not talking about the Great Marshal. I’m talking about that man who was on par with
the Great Marshal back then.”
Esme exclaimed, “Are you talking about Ares?”
Francis nodded.
The Sullivans started becoming excited.
Ares used to be the strongest man in the nation. He was the equivalent of the ‘Great Marshal’ in the previous
century, wielding immense glory and power.
Then, after the Great Marshal appeared, he crushed Ares in terms of capabilities and powers.
He snatched away all of Ares’ glory.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGradually, everyone forgot that Ares existed. The only person who stayed in their minds was the powerful Great
Marshal.
However, Ares was still not someone to be trifled with.
He was known as the strongest man after the Great Marshal.
If he were willing to act, killing Zeke Williams and General North would be a piece of cake.
However, the problem was that the Sullivans did not know Ares too. How could they ask him to help them?
Francis said, “I have a secret which I’ve never told any of you. Actually, Ares is the Northern God of War’s teacher.
When the Northern God of War was working for the Great Marshal, he was actually a spy collecting information for
Ares!”
What?
Everyone in the Sullivan family were flabbergasted.
They did not expect that the Northern God of War and Ares would share such a relationship.
There was hope in asking Ares for help!
Esme knelt in front of Francis quickly. “Please, ask Ares for help!”
The Sullivan family also fell onto their knees. “Please, ask Ares for help!”
Francis nodded. “Don’t worry. This concerns the survival of the Sullivan family. I’ll definitely do my best.”
Of course, he had his personal motives as well.
Ares’ men consisted of all sorts of talents from diverse fields, including experts of niche specialties.
Perhaps, an expert of his could remove the poison in his body.
Walking into his retreat, Francis tried to contact Ares.
After four or five call transfers, he finally managed to reach Ares.
“Who’s this?”
His voice was stern, powerful, and demanding, causing chills to run down Francis’ spine.
Hence, he quickly introduced himself in a respectful tone.
Ares said in an icy tone, “So you’re Northy’s (Northern God of War) elder! Why are you looking for me?”
Francis replied hurriedly, “Mr. Ares, someone killed the Northern God of War! He even wants to eliminate the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSullivan family. I beseech you to help us!”
What?
Ares was enraged. “Who dares to kill my disciple?”
Francis hurriedly explained what had happened to him.
Ares maintained a calm expression throughout. However, when he heard Francis mention Lacey Hinton’s immunity
to poison, he asked in surprise, “If she is immune to poison, she must have come from a powerful family. From what
I know, only the Thisleton family has immunity to poison in Eurasia. Which family does she come from? How can
her family be on par with the Thisleton family?”
Francis said, “She’s born in an average family which cannot even be counted as a noble family. It definitely cannot
compare to the Thisleton family.”
“Impossible,” interrupted Ares. “A normal family will not have immunity to poisons. Her background is not so
simple.”
Francis said, “I’m almost certain that her current parents are not her biological parents. She’s most likely adopted
or fostered.”
Ares suddenly recalled something and quickly asked, “She’s a woman, right? How old is she?”
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
