Chapter 489: 489: The Revenge for Losing a Son_1

“Boss, how do you plan to deal with Maurice Springs?”

In Gonzalez City, at the Eastern Harbor, Julius Reed and Aron Jackson wore sunglasses, hands clasped behind their backs, gazing towards the distant sea.

Gonzalez City is a coastal city, and although it is just a small market town, it boasts a leading GDP in Five-river Province thanks to its developed transportation.

The harbor is bustling with merchant ships coming and going, including cargo ships exporting abroad, as well as small boats carrying tourists.

It is already afternoon, with the sun slowly descending behind the mountains, perfectly aligning with the sea to form a horizon.

This was truly a rare sight to behold.

“Maurice Springs is a traitor to the Willson Pavilion. If I help Amadeus Fairbanks deal with the house cleaning, shouldn’t I ask for a finder’s fee?”

Julius Reed said with a joking smile.

“Boss, only you could say that. If it were someone else, and Pavilion Master Fairbanks heard it, they’d probably be hunted down a thousand miles!”

Aron Jackson would not dare to address Amadeus Fairbanks by name casually.

The Pavilion Master of the Willson Pavilion is incredibly powerful, with branches all over the world.

“I heard that Pavilion Master Fairbanks and Deep Cold have been hitting it off quite well lately?”

Aron Jackson asked again.

Both men were staring intently at the sea level, talking idly.

“They are indeed enjoying their fight. I heard from some disciples of the Willson Pavilion at the entrance that one of Amadeus Fairbanks’s managers killed a ‘subsection chief’ from Deep Cold in Africa a few days ago.”

Julius Reed, watching the incessant rolling waves, talked intermittently, “With this, the feud has thoroughly been settled.”

“Pavilion Master Fairbanks is truly unfailingly loyal to you.”

Aron Jackson remarked emotionally.

As one of the most colossal organizations, the Willson Pavilion is one of the few powers that can confront Deep Cold head-on.

For decades, both sides had contained themselves, never engaging in large-scale conflicts.

But now, because Deep Cold took action against Julius Reed, Amadeus Fairbanks actually declared an all-out war against Deep Cold.

This was not just an empty slogan.

Within a few months, over half of Deep Cold’s excellent Shadow Warriors had been lost.

The organization that once made Shadow Warriors around the world proud, was now forced to deploy a large number of personnel to guard their headquarters, fully retrenching within three months.

One by one, Deep Cold’s branches were attacked and suffered heavy losses.

Being an alliance itself, the personal safety of the Shadow Warriors was threatened, and they naturally couldn’t go out on missions.

Without missions, there was no way to earn money.

So, some Shadow Warriors had already started to declare their departure from Deep Cold, one by one, within the past month.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The Willson Pavilion, however, is a purely authoritarian organization; all disciples of the Willson Pavilion have only one master, that is Amadeus Fairbanks!

Facing their arch-enemy Deep Cold, the disciples of the Willson Pavilion showed no fear at all, attacking like mad, leaving Deep Cold apprehensive and tentative.

“Deep Cold, already at a bit of a disadvantage, has actually lost several ‘subsection chiefs’ to you.”

Aron Jackson couldn’t help feeling emotional, his boss was just too powerful!

Being able to personally slay Deep Cold’s ‘subsection chiefs’ could shock the entire Shadow Warrior community!

“It’s just a pity that one got away.”

Thinking of the Three-Armed Underworld King who escaped, Julius Reed felt somewhat regretful.

After all, it wasn’t that the opponent was too strong, but his own skills had not yet fully recovered.

The battle at the snow-capped summit had left him still recuperating.

This was also why he hadn’t directly returned to the Boulevard League headquarters on Demarco Mount.

“This time Maurice Springs is coming, he must be genuinely looking to make a move!”

Through his own intelligence, Aron Jackson knew that Maurice Springs would travel by sea to Gonzalez City today to seek revenge on Julius Reed.

“Did you notify everyone you were supposed to?”

Julius Reed’s eyes were fixed tightly on the sea.

Not far away, a small boat was already making out its shape faintly.

“We’ve already notified the Michael Family in Ganny Province, and the Michael Family’s people have now arrived in Gonzalez City, even bringing along people from the Ridge Family and Skyfire.”

Aron Jackson reported his intelligence truthfully.

“Skyfire and the Ridge Family have reconciled?”

Julius Reed asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Indeed! The fact that both are willing to make a move jointly indicates they must have reconciled.”

Aron Jackson’s informant had arrived at the Paper Drunk Golden Tavern and, by tracking the Boulevard League alongside Finn Carmichael’s people, had managed to send back the information accurately.

“That means the woman behind all this, the mastermind, must have arrived.”

Only with that woman’s arrival could the two sides lay down their weapons and turn to peace.

Otherwise, how could Skyfire and the Ridge Family, who fought fiercely against each other, possibly cooperate?

“Boss, should we strengthen our defenses?”

Hearing that this woman had arrived, Aron Jackson was somewhat nervous.

He knew that a person who could even get a bit of his boss’s attention was definitely not ordinary!

“No need, that woman wouldn’t dare to leave Five-river Province. Even if she has come, she must stay put within the province.”

Julius Reed fingered the ring on his hand: “The Green-clothed Sword Hero is under her command, but doesn’t only listen to her. Just yesterday, I dispatched people to spread the word, and Cold Nelson inside the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance will help spread it too. At this moment, many eyes are watching Five-river Province!”

As he said that, Julius Reed smiled faintly: “She is now caught in a dilemma! She can only hide in the dark and wait for everyone’s attention to shift before she can possibly return. Otherwise, for an internal guard envoy of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance to leave Demarco Mount without authorization is a grave offense! They can’t afford that!”

Those who can mobilize the Wolf Cavalry must belong to the internal guards.

Otherwise, the Wolf Cavalry would not appear.

Unlike direct forces like Cold Nelson’s, the internal guards can only stay on Demarco Mount, dealing with various affairs, and are not allowed to leave without the Young Master’s command.

Just then, a succession of voices suddenly came through Aron Jackson’s earpiece.

“Boss, the Michael Family’s people have boarded a ship and are rushing over from the sea.”

Aron Jackson turned and picked up his telescope, looking towards Five-river Province: “After I sent Maurice Springs’ information and itinerary to the Michael Family, they recognized him at first glance as the man who killed their young master. At the same time, I spread rumors that you invited him from overseas to take care of those from the Boulevard League in Five-river Province.”

Having said that, Aron Jackson pointed to a cruise ship in the distance and smiled: “There, they’ve come for a preemptive strike.”

“When the snipe and the clam grapple, it’s we who benefit.”

Julius Reed also picked up a telescope and watched the two ships that were gradually approaching.

…

“General, although the sea route took a long time, we have finally arrived. It was a smooth journey without any hitches.”

Aboard the small boat on the sea, a young man spoke up beside Maurice Springs.

“I’m finally going to have my revenge!”

Maurice Springs looked at the increasingly clear outline of Gonzalez City, his hands clenched tightly.

This time, with another Shadow Warrior from Deep Cold to boost his strength, he was confident he could take down Julius Reed!

“Mr. Springs, I heard that the Three-Armed Underworld King failed and had an arm chopped off.”

A fair-haired, blue-eyed European man walked over from behind him, toying with a flintlock in his hand.

“Hmph! I make no comment, but this time, I will definitely return with his head!”

Maurice Springs let out a cold laugh, his right hand touching the Longsword on his back.

The vengeance for his son!

He must avenge him!

And just under five hundred meters away, on another ship, the Michael Family’s people stood at the bow, their hands trembling uncontrollably!

“Son, your archenemy is right there! Today, I will cut them down with my own hands to avenge you!”

Tobias Michael pounded his fist on the ship’s bow, his eyes red with fury.