LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

The roaring sound of the warplane resonated through the night sky of the city. Countless neon-lit skyscrapers suddenly lost their brilliance. All the people in Dirtmouth City Hospital looked up at that moment. It was an octagonal warplane that seemed to blend into the night! It covered the sky and obscured the moon!

They thought they were being invaded by another country! But through the blue flames emitted from the warplane’s engines, they saw the flag on it-the flag of Lordran! They were all thrilled!NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Although it was a warplane, the majesty it displayed was comparable to a whole fleet of warplanes combined. Lordran possessed such military power! Almost instantly, their hearts were filled with an overwhelming sense of pride.

The roaring sound of the warplane continued as it hovered in front of the 28th-floor window of the hospital. Everyone’s eyes widened, full of curiosity. Why would such a massive warplane suddenly come here?

Inside the 28th-floor hospital room, Master Branden saw what was happening and held his breath. He even forgot that he was in an extremely dangerous situation. Jun Chester, having crushed the steel knife in Master Branden’s hand, was also attracted by the commotion outside and turned to look.

He was very familiar with the warplane outside. It once belonged to Jun Chester. Its code name was Lordran Liberty. It now served Jun Chester’s old troops-the Lord Chester Legion.

Shortly after that, the cabin door of the warplane slowly opened, and the first to come out was a young man in military uniform. He stood straight with an extraordinary aura. When Jun Chester saw him, he slightly frowned. He did not recognize the young man.

However, when Master Branden saw the young man, his eyes almost popped out. Dawson London! The youngest general in the history of Lordran. His family had an influence that was even more profound than the Chester family in Dirtmouth. Without that Lord Chester, the Chester family would just be a second-rate merchant family in Dirtmouth.

The London family was different; they had a history of nearly a thousand years. They were a true noble family! This Dawson London was once the best among the young generation of Dirtmouth, and his name was well-known to everyone in the city. His family was the wealthiest among the rich.

Even in their capital, Aytwhistdon, the other rich kids were nothing in front of Dawson London. When Master Branden was a nobody, he once served the young Dawson London. Today, Master Branden had gained some prestige because of those days.

Now, when he saw Dawson London arriving on a majestic and invincible warplane, he immediately felt as if he had some support. But what happened next shocked Master Branden to the point of his jaw dropping!

Dawson London walked to the side of the cabin door and bent down to activate an electronic ladder. The ladder extended from the main cabin door of the warplane to the balcony door of the 28th-floor hospital room. Dawson London stood by like a guard.

For some reason, Dawson London stood straight by the cabin door, but his eyes couldn’t help but look towards Jun Chester. Sweat even appeared on his forehead, as if he was extremely nervous.

He was like a fanatic believer who finally had the opportunity to see his idol. No one could understand the burning feeling that rose from the bottom of his heart at that moment.

Next, more than a dozen men in military uniforms walked out of the warplane’s cabin one by one, stepping onto the hospital room’s balcony. Each of them had an astonishingly intimidating aura! The man at the forefront was a young man of a similar age to Jun Chester, the son of Jack Osborn.

A disciple of Jun Chester.

The Commander-in-Chief of Lordran.

Colbert Osborn!

Upon seeing him, Master Branden, and the gang of punks that Master Branden had brought along were all stunned.

The axes in their hands fell to the ground, and they were all so scared that their bodies went weak!

This included Mildred Clayborne, who was by Jun Chester’s side. When she saw what was happening, she nearly collapsed on the spot.

Such was the majesty of a soldier!

Colbert Osborn led his officers to Jun Chester and all got down on one knee, with one hand over their chests. Colbert Osborn roared.

“Lord Chester!”

His voice was like thunder rumbles.

The officers behind Colbert Osborn also shouted, all celebrating Jun Chester’s return!

In the end, they could not conceal their excitement and shed tears!

Once, it was Jun Chester who had led them through countless battlefields.

Now, with Jun Chester’s return, these soldiers could no longer hold back their tears!

It seemed that as long as Jun Chester was there.

They could always endure the toughest wars, and the days on the border were always enjoyable!

At this moment, Dawson London, who was standing by the cabin door, could not hide his surging emotions and shed tears, but he still stood there, motionless!

Jun Chester glanced at Colbert Osborn and the others, gently raising his hand, indicating for them to stand up.

But they did not follow his command.

Some of them even cried out loud.

Master Branden and his gang finally understood what was happening when they saw this.

It turned out that the beggar-looking man with long hair and a scruffy beard was none other than…

Lord Chester!

Even Dawson London could only watch from a distance, not even having the privilege to kneel nearby.

Jun Chester looked at them but said nothing.

Seven years.

They had never changed.

After a long while, Jun Chester finally spoke, “You are men. Stand like mountains and lie down like iron. Why the hell are you all crying?”

Between sobs, Colbert Osborn uttered four words, “We waited seven years!”

Jun Chester took a deep breath and asked, “How is the border?”

Colbert Osborn replied, “Safe!”

Jun Chester said indifferently, “Stand up. These years must have been tough.”

Only then did Colbert Osborn and the others stand up.

Their gazes all fell upon Jun Chester’s face.

It was then that Jun Chester glanced at Master Branden.

In an instant, Master Branden felt as if he had been shot through by a thousand arrows and involuntarily knelt to the ground, unable to speak a word.

The gang that Master Branden had brought with him all froze.

Especially the bald middle-aged man who had intended to steal the device from the sickroom.

All of them fell to their knees in that instant.

One of them even passed out from fear!

Jun Chester looked at them and said calmly to Colbert Osborn, “I have some matters to attend to. Clear them all out, and don’t disturb me for now!”

Colbert Osborn saluted and approached Master Branden.

When he saw the iron shards at his feet, Colbert Osborn suddenly understood something.

Master Branden could only tremble, staring at Colbert Osborn’s toes, trying to say something, but suddenly he felt as if his head had been hit by a car!

Slap!

Colbert Osborn’s large hand landed on Master Branden’s cheek.

Master Branden was sent flying three meters away, crashing into a corner of the wall.

“Spare my life! Please spare my life! I was working for Lord Chester’s father! I…”

Before Master Branden could finish, Jun Chester spoke again.

His voice was icy cold.

“Get them out of here!”

At that, Colbert Osborn and the generals quickly cleaned up the scene.

In just a short while, there were only four people left in the vast sickroom.

Jun Chester, Mildred Clayborne, Dion Chester, and the woman lying on the bed.

Jun Chester picked up the gold needle again and walked towards the bed.

Mildred Clayborne…

She hesitated, but remained silent!