Due to the shabby clothes and ruffled hairstyle on Ray’s head, not so many would recognise him as the war god. Since nowadays, many people find it hard to read the newspaper or watch the news, so many do not know what the war god looks like.
They only hear the news and tales of his impressive feat in the concluded civil war. He’s not the type of celebrity people would want to learn about, unlike superstar musicians, artists and football players. At the moment, Ray had just arrived at the Munroe’s apartment. Before they got here, he had stopped at a boutique store where he bought a pair of black suit for his wedding. Due to the rush to catch up with the wedding, they had just selected a random black suit. Ray’s stuff was still being shipped to his hometown, it will take like two days before it arrives, all along with his cars and properties. Since Grace was his first love, and it has been a very long time since he’d last seen her, he was so keen to meet her. Although, the Munroe family was holding a wedding ceremony at their house, the groom wasn’t Ray, but instead a different person entirely. They had invited all their friends and family members; all of whom were wealthy and influential in one way or the other. When Ray arrived, Bruce had spotted him and had immediately went to approach him. His current look was the same as what he looked five years ago, so he was easily recognised by him. “Hi Ray, it’s been so long. I wasn’t expecting to see you here. I thought you joined the military five years ago, why have you come to see us in such a short notice.” “I sent you a mail two weeks ago about my arrival. And since I’m already engaged to your daughter, I assumed you arranged today for our marriage. Or, is someone else doing a wedding in your family?” Ray objected as he looked around, trying to catch a glimpse of the bride, but he couldn’t find her anywhere. “Ah, the mail. You must be mistaken Ray. My daughter has no aim of marrying someone like you.” Hearing this, Ray had turned to look at Bruce. “What do you mean someone like me?” He asked. At that moment, someone had approached the two of them from the side. And it happened to be Grace’s mother. “Even though it’s been five years, you still look as worthless as ever. I heard you’re still a corporal in the army and have yet to receive any promotion. Just how useless will you continue to be?” Mia wasn’t giving Ray a face at all. It was as if he had offended her before. “Dad, Mum. What do you mean? Isn’t this suppose to be our wedding. Are you playing a prank with me right now?” Ray was so dumbfounded by the duo’s action. “Does it look like we’re joking to you?” Bruce stated. “I’ve said this before, and I’ll repeat it again. My daughter has no plan in marrying you.” “But I thought you agreed for me to marry your daughter after five years. We even signed a contract that day.” Ray said as he showed them the contract. “Who is this trashy little fellow? Who does he think he is?” “Unbelievable, does he think he’s fit to marry the Munroe’s daughter because of some stupid contract?” “That will put a shame to the Munroe’s legacy. A poor scrawny ruffian marrying the Munroe family’s daughter? Impossible!” “Let’s have him sent out before the groom‘s family arrives.” All members of the Munroe family were greatly enraged at Ray. They thought he was nothing due to how plainly he dressed - He had a ruffled hair and was wearing a cheap pair of suit. If anything, he can’t be compared to the husband that Grace would be marrying soon. He is also in the army, being a warrant Officer (WO1), a rank higher than that of Ray, according to their thoughts. The higher the rank or star you have, the higher the respect and salary you will receive. So they thought a low ranked soldier like Ray, would be receiving the least amount of respect and salary, compared to a middle ranked soldier like Richard Grayson. The guests had came here today to give Grace their well wishes since she would be married off today. What they didn’t expect was for a shabby looking man to come here and present an engagement contract. Bruce as well was enraged by this fact. Of course he hadn’t forgotten about Grace’s engagement to Ray. But he had intentionally ignored it since Ray wasn’t someone he was fond of. Also, his daughter’s marriage to the Grayson family wouldn’t just strengthen the union between both families, but also make them more influential than before. So he had immediately agreed for Richard to marry his daughter. At first when he saw Ray, it had came to him as a surprise, but he calm himself down as he had nothing to fear. After all Ray was nothing but a low ranked soldier in the military. With his alignment with the Grayson family, he would have more connections, among those which includes getting close to the army general, who was nicknamed the god of war. He could imagine himself dining with such an important person. It has always been his dream to be friends with a high ranked military personnel. If only he knew who Ray was, he would have realised that his dream was nothing but a vivid imagination that couldn’t come true. Or could it? “Though, you and Grace were previously engaged to each other. Over the past few months, things have changed slightly. As you might have guessed, today’s my daughter’s marriage, but instead of you, she’s marrying someone else.” “I don’t believe you. You’re forcing Grace to do this, aren’t you? I won’t back down until I see Grace and she confirms this is her choice.” Ray was adamant on his decision. “I’d advise you, Ray Smith. Leave now before the groom arrives. He’s a warrant officer and wouldn’t tolerate having anyone messing up his marriage. For your own sake, leave now.” Bruce instructed though it sounded more like an order. Yet Ray won’t budge. He didn’t even act as if he was listening. Scoffing, Ray had replied. “Why should I be afraid of a warrant officer?” To Bruce, it may sound as if Ray was trying to act brave. But in reality, Ray’s rank was far higher than Richard’s. Bruce sighed, he wasn’t fazed by his act either. If anything, he wants Ray to misbehave or act rashly in front of Richard. Since his thoughts was that Richard held a higher position than Ray. He knew if Ray was to refuse his warnings and decides to start a fight. He was confident that his son-in-law, Richard would easily be able to deal with him. At that moment, the groom’s family had arrived in the hall, along with the groom who was accompanied by a few soldiers. He was dressed in his full military uniform, with his title and name displaying proudly on it. The bride had also came out from the other side of the hall. Recognising her, Ray had went to approach her. “No! Where’s he going?” “He’s going to ruin this party!” “Someone should stop him immediately!!”“Grace Munroe, I’ll ask you once. Do you love and wish to marry me. It doesn’t matter whatever you want, I will provide you with everything.” Ray asked, hoping what Bruce said to him was a joke. Removing the veil that was over her face, Grace sneered disgustingly at Ray. “What are you doing here?” She asked. “Answer my question Grace! Do you love and wish to marry me?” Ray said again, his blood boiling slowly. From hind sight he could see that Grace was no longer fond of him. But he needed to ask this just in case. “No!” She exclaimed, drawing the attention of everyone, including the groom’s family. “Why on earth will I marry someone as useless as you? You look so shabby and disgusting that I want to puke.” “Love? Far from it. I’ve never loved you! And did you just say you will provide me with anything? Are you rich enough to buy me a Rolls Royce car?” She replied bluntly, not caring that she was hurting his feelings. At that moment, a young man had walked towards the tw
“You… you disgust me, prepare to die!” Simon yelled as he prepared to fight Ray. However, he was stopped in his action when a specific person appeared in front of him. It was his Father; Luca Grayson. He‘s an old man in his late sixties whose appearance doesn’t seem to match his age. Honestly, he looked more like a middle aged person considering that he had no grey hair. Or perhaps he must have dyed it. “Son, I want you to stop this immediately. Today’s your wedding day, and many of our guests have come here to celebrate you. It won’t be good to turn such a grand place into a bloody one. This is not a battlefield.” Luca stated, and after a bit of hesitation, Simon had decided to stop. His anger had subsidised a little, but he still wanted to embarrass Ray in front of everyone. Even if he couldn’t do it now, he had so many other times when he could do it. Ray himself wasn’t willing to fight, he wondered what will happen if he was to beat Simon in front of everyone. Sure he could
About forty people had gathered before Ella to greet her, among which are Simon and Grace, the groom and bride. But among them, Ella couldn’t find the person she was here for. She tried looking around the hall for him, but because of those that surrounded her, she was finding it hard to spot that specific person. And the person was none other than Ray. Out of desperation, she decided to ask Bruce about him. “Where’s your new son-in-law?” “See, I told you she’s here for the Grayson’s family.” “Well, the Grayson’s family are quite influential, so it’s reasonable for her to be here to honour their wedding.” The guests kept on discussing amongst each other. And Simon who had heard that Ella was seeking for his presence, had started making his way to the front. “Hi, Miss Queen. I’m Simon Grayson.” Simon said, attempting to shake hands with Ella. Taking a look at who the groom was, Ella was expecting to see Ray but instead she had seen someone else. “Is he the groom?” She asked, and
The big announcement from Ella had came as a shock to everyone, including the Monroe’s family. And Simon, upon hearing the news had tried to persuade Ella from changing her mind.He had immediately walked over to approach her. “Miss Queen, I think you might have made a mistake.” He said.“What do you mean?” Ella asked.“This guy here is just a country bum. How would you decide to wed to him? How did you even know him in the first place? We are quite influential in our family and our youths are very successful, they can help you financially with multiple business ideas. You shouldn’t waste your time on a trash like him.” Of course, Simon was talking about himself. He was the only successful person in their family. He was hoping Ella would decide to marry into their family, and if possible, cancel the wedding with the Monroe’s family. So he was trying to badmouth Ray so Ella would decide against marrying him.“Mr Simon, when I came here, did I say I came for the Grayson family, or to
While Ray went off to take his call, Ella as well was having a call with someone, though it doesn’t seem like a pleasant one. The call had ended pretty quickly and Ella couldn’t help but sigh wearingly. “Well, news nowadays travels faster, thanks to the internet. Now how do I tell everyone that I was rejected.” Right after saying this, she could see Ray approaching her. “Alright, let’s go.” Ray said as he opened the door of the car. “Where.. are we going?” Ella was dumbfounded. “I thought we’re meant to see your parents. You know,… after the big announcement you made.” He replied. “Wait, you’re not rejecting me?!” Ella exclaimed. “Why will I reject you? You know, you seem kind of odd around me lately, I thought you were going to threaten me to marry you. But your actions to me so far,… it doesn’t seem like the lady from this morning who kept on calling me a scum.” “Ahah, that morning, I was a little bit frightened and shocked. So I must have lashed out at you harshly.
Ella stood tall, her slender figure radiating an aura of quiet confidence as she faced her stepmother. Her eyes, a deep shade of indigo, flashed with defiance, sparkling with a fierce determination that seemed to dare her stepmother to contradict her. The air in the room was heavy with tension, the silence between them palpable and oppressive, weighing heavily on the shoulders of both women. "No, I won't marry him," Ella declared, her voice firm and resolute, each word enunciated with precision and conviction. Her words hung suspended in the air, a bold challenge to her stepmother's authority, a direct affront to the carefully laid plans that had been orchestrated for her. The room seemed to hold its breath, awaiting the response that would inevitably follow such a brazen declaration. Her stepmother's face transformed into a deep crimson hue, her eyes bulging with indignation as if they might burst from their sockets at any moment. The veins on her neck and forehead stood out
As the door closed behind Helen and her family, Ella felt a wave of emotion wash over her, like a tsunami crashing onto the shore, sweeping away her defenses and leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed. The weight of her family's manipulation and control had been crushing her for so long, a constant, oppressive force that had been slowly suffocating her, draining the life from her very soul. And now, alone in the living room, she felt her defenses crumbling, like a fortress breached by a relentless enemy. The walls she had built around herself, the protective barriers that had kept her emotions at bay, were finally beginning to crack, allowing the pent-up emotions to flood out.She sank down onto the couch, her body shaking with sobs, great, racking gasps that seemed to tear through her very being. She had always been an emotional girl, quick to tears whenever she was hurt or upset, and today's conversation with her family had left her feeling raw and vulnerable, like an open wound
Ray's gaze settled on Ella, and his expression softened as he grasped the desperation of her situation, his eyes filled with a deep understanding and empathy. Memories, long buried, began to resurface, and he felt an inexplicable connection to her plight, as if the threads of their past experiences were somehow intertwined. His own parents had perished in a car accident when he was just five years old, a tragedy that had left an indelible mark on his life. The official story had always seemed fishy to him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to their deaths than he had been told, a nagging sense of doubt that had haunted him for years. After their passing, Ray had been taken in by his maternal grandfather, Munroe, a man who had seemed kind and benevolent on the surface, but had ultimately proved to be cold and calculating. However, instead of finding solace and comfort in the Munroe household, he had been treated as an outsider, a mere charity case, a child
[Final Chapter]Everyone was shocked. Everyone looked at this young man in white. His methods were truly terrifying. Executing five team leaders with just one sentence? The team leader and the four deputies must all die! Zayn Ziegler’s eyes were filled with shock and anger. He cupped his fists and knelt on one knee. “Tony Wally and the others are in the wrong, but their crimes do not warrant death. Please show mercy, Northern King!” Zayn still dared to plead for mercy? For such a scandal to happen in the Quill team, Zayn was not strict enough to discipline them. He could not escape the blame! Tristan Yandell was so angry that he laughed. “You still dare to plead for mercy? The Quill team is right under your nose, hiding evil and doing evil. As the commander, you are useless. You can’t escape punishment!” Tony and the others looked at the young man in white in disbelief.Ray was dressed in a snow-white robe, with a black cloak wrapped around his shoulders. The golden Qilin patt
In actual fact, these two people had known each other for more than ten years and had formed a deep relationship in the northern territory. However, in terms of status, Zayn Ziegler was more than a level lower than Tristan Yandell. Back in the northern territory, Tristan was ranked among the five heavenly kings. His status was only lower than Cripple Carden’s. Later, Tristan was transferred to the capital garrison and remained silent for three years. To outsiders, his strength had not increased at all. This made Zayn feel a little smug. As a ninth-level War God, he had already forgotten the majesty of heavenly king Yandell! “We’re both ninth-level War Gods, but there’s still a huge difference between us!” Tristan said coldly. “Don’t go too far!” Zayn’s gaze was unfriendly. “You country bumpkin!” Tristan’s eyes were filled with disdain. Zayn was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. In the next moment, the two of them attacked each other. Zayn waved his fist, but it
Zayn Ziegler could not help but be shocked and angry. If the king of the northern territory had a plane crash on a rainy night right on this spot, he, Zayn Ziegler, would die a hundred times to atone for his sins! If Ray were to fall, who would be able to control the ten legions of the northern army? A million black-robed elites only respected King Ray! Even King Cole Colbie could only intimidate them for a moment, not suppress them forever. Luther Carden, Yuri Qualls, and many other powerful people, all of whom had their own armies under their command, only respected the Northern King! If Ray died here, the soldiers of the north would definitely sweep through the provincial capital, Quill, and bury the tens of millions of people in the provincial capital with their commander! The northern army did not respect heaven and earth, nor did they fear ghosts and gods. They only believed in the sword in their hands. They pursued the concept of killing as protection! The millions of e
At the entrance of the Quill main team’s headquarters. Zayn Ziegler’s steps were like a tiger’s, and an invisible pressure made Tony Wally and the others turn pale. He was the dignified Warblade of the Central Plains, the Commander of the three provinces of the Central Plains, and he had jurisdiction over seventy-two cities. It could be said that within the three provinces, Zayn was the most respected! His sacred majesty was ever-present. The stupid things that Tony and the others had done really annoyed Zayn. The Quill main team could not arrest the people of the Northern King! The Quill team was directly managed by his central Hansworth team. How would King Ray view Zayn? Would others say that Zayn had been the Commander of the Central Plains for so many years and no longer cared about the former commander anymore? If the news got out, Gordon Lowe would kill Zayn! The commander had a high position and great power, but Gordon never took him seriously. If Zayn dared to betra
Younes Cross had clearly already expected this, so he naturally had no objections. The new president of the Chamber of Commerce was Braydon Neal, and he had the final say. However, there were some things that Grandpa Younes could not say. “Ray, Grandfather Younes has a favor to ask of you,” Louis Gibson said. “Dad, Grandpa Younes, just say what you want to say!” Ray wanted the old man to feel at ease. After all, the Gibson family of three had received a great favor from him! A life-saving grace! Without this old man’s help back then, Louis and his wife would have died long ago, and the seven-year-old Ray would have also been wiped out on that rainy night. The Gibson family would remember this kindness! Furthermore, the friendship between Younes Cross and Graham Gibson from the older generation was something that could not be forgotten in Braydon’s generation. “To be honest, I’m too embarrassed to even bring this up!” Old Master Younes smiled bitterly. “The Cross Corporation
Ray really enjoyed the forging process. Tristan Yandell smiled bitterly. “Big Brother, using light and dark forces to refine weapons will hurt you. Take a break before you continue.” “It’s fine, when a grandmaster-level blacksmith reaches king level, he can use his ability to offset the damage.” Ray said calmly. Tristan’s mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes. Ray was just rubbing it in his face about not being at the king level. Old Man Zito pulled Kendrick Lua away and said in an unfriendly tone, “Refund the money!” “Alright, I’ll give you the money later. Let me watch from the side. This is the first time I’ve seen a grandmaster blacksmith forge a weapon!” Kendrick was on the verge of tears. Was he someone who lacked three hundred thousand dollars? Even if he offered three million, he might not be able to get such a close view of a weapon forged by a grandmaster blacksmith, let alone three hundred thousand. Kendrick also knew that this might be the only time in his life
Old Man Zito was an old hooligan. He rolled up his sleeves and demanded for a refund. “You Neals are being bullies!” Kendrick Lua stood up angrily. “Who’s bullying you? Just give me back my money!” Old Man Zito’s eyes were not kind. He would not leave without getting a refund. Before Kendrick could speak. Tristan Yandell said angrily, “If we wanted to bully you, you’d already be a corpse!” “Hmph!” Kendrick’s expression was ugly. Ray Gibson stood with his hands behind his back and smiled. “Boss Lua, don’t misunderstand us. We didn’t come here to humiliate you. Because in front of me, you are not worthy of my humiliation!” This sentence was even more excessive than Tristan’s. His words were calm and unhurried, but Kendrick felt that this was the greatest humiliation ever! What did he mean when he said that he did not even have the right to be humiliated! Kendrick’s eyes were filled with anger. A level-nine warrior was the top martial artist in Preston city. Tristan smiled. “
After Tristan Yandell said that, Liam Gibson’s eyes went dull, and he was totally stunned. There were eight grandmaster blacksmiths in the northern army, and they were all Ray’s disciples? This was too terrifying! When Ray was in the northern territory, he reorganized the database of the north, including the library, and ordered the collection of forging techniques of various eras. Westley Hader used his authority as the governor to access the capital’s database and shared it with the north. The five commanders behind the five main teams, Gordon Low and the others, did not say anything. They sorted out the various incomplete ancient scrolls and sent them to the north. Ray had spent half a year to sort out all the ancient books and come up with a complete grandmaster’s way of refining artifacts. In just two years, he had trained eight grandmaster blacksmiths for the northern army! More importantly, the northern army had mastered the complete art of weapon refinement. It meant
This left the opportunity to release the light and dark forces throughout every part of Tristan Yandell’s body. It was equivalent to indirectly weakening Tristan’s bottleneck. Logan Hall obediently stood to the side. In a conversation regarding this realm, he, a newly advanced warrior, was completely unable to interject! However, Tristan’s grasp of the king-level technique meant that once he entered the marquis realm, he would be a different existence. This kind of martial artist was invincible in the same realm! In the Gibson family’s manor, there were also people who had not rested all night. That was Liam Gibson! He had experienced the black market incident and knew that he was too weak. He had wasted thirteen years, and now he wanted to catch up. When Ray Gibson arrived, he saw his fourth uncle in the villa, holding a black iron spear and tirelessly practicing the king-level technique, violent spear. “Fourth Uncle, take a break before you continue.” Ray pushed the door o