The Strongest War God

Chapter 1074: Tobey Lapras’ Spike Fiddle

Juneau Haines’ words contained too much information.

Braydon Neal fell silent.

These things had overturned the understanding of the elites of the Northern Army.

If that was the case, then they had gone too far with this joke.

It would mean that from the moment they were born, they had been manipulated by others until today.

Luther Carden was the calmest. “Brother,” he said softly, “these things can’t be taken seriously.”

“None of this is important. If what he said is true, our lives will be at the mercy of others. This has crossed my bottom line.”

Braydon raised his head and rubbed Luther’s hair.

Juneau and the others might not understand what Braydon meant.

However, Luther and the others understood.

Their lives had been manipulated by outsiders, and they had been chess pieces for others since they were young.

A chess piece could become an abandoned piece at any time.

Abandoned children must die.

This undoubtedly touched Braydon’s bottom line.

The younger brothers he had protected since he was young were actually someone else’s chess pieces. This meant that they could be in great danger at any time.

“How did you know Jonah is your brother?” Braydon asked with a smile.

Juneau was silent for a moment.

He seemed to have something to hide.

Braydon already understood.

Juneau had someone backing him.

The identity of this person was crucial.

“From now on, you’ll be staying in the Garrison Courtyard. If there’s anything you need, you can come to me,” Braydon said gently as he stood up.

“You don’t believe me?”

Juneau looked straight at Braydon, keenly aware that Braydon did not believe him.

“I’ll only believe in the children of the Northern Army,” Braydon said softly as he rubbed Luke Yates’ head.

The other meaning behind his soft words was that Braydon only trusted the little fool and the others.

Even though Luke was mischievous, he had never lied to his brother, Braydon.

Even Frediano Jadanza and the others would never lie to Braydon.

Braydon only believed in the elites of the Northern Army.

He wouldn’t believe anyone else.

“You don’t believe me either?” Heather Sage said softly with her hands behind her back and her head tilted.

“I have something to ask you!”

Braydon held her little hand and led her to the side.

Earlier, when Heather used the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art, Braydon became suspicious.

The true successor of the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art was the young master of Heavenly Mountain, Braydon.

Where did Heather learn the Spirit Summoning Art?

It was definitely not Braydon who taught her!

Braydon wanted to clarify this matter.

As for Juneau and the others, they were settled down in the Garrison Courtyard.

This made the little fool extremely happy. Finally, there was someone who could play with him.

He had been locked up in the Garrison Courtyard for many days.

Frediano and the others hid when they saw Luke, not wanting to play with him.

Luke was energetic and soon got together with Juneau and the others.

Juneau and the others didn’t seem to reject Luke and treated him as a kindred spirit.

Luther’s expression was calm as he quietly followed Braydon. “Brother,” he said softly,” isn’t it too dangerous to leave these people in the Garrison Courtyard?”

“Young Master, where did you get these people from?”

Hyrum Lujan appeared quietly. He sensed danger from Juneau and the others.

It meant that the eighty plus people were all supreme pinnacles.

With so many supreme pinnacles gathered together, if there was a riot, the three of them would be beaten to death.

Braydon calmed Luther down and said, “Regardless of whether Juneau is telling the truth or not, I’m not interested in the truth. Let Luke and Jonah interact with them more. If these people can be used by the Northern Army, after the summit ends, the Northern Army Cavalry will be able to trample over the powerful families and wipe them out.”

Braydon’s eyes revealed a cold light.

Not long ago, he had already used the Nine Dragon Jade Seal to issue a national decree.

From now on, the people of the Northern Army would be enemies with the martial artists of the powerful families.

When the two met, life and death would be decided.

Luther quietly retreated, already understanding Braydon’s intentions.

What Juneau said was not important.

The important thing was that they were all elites and had to be used by the Northern Army.

To be used by the state.

One could imagine what would happen if this group of people were recruited by the aristocratic families, powerful families, or even sects in advance.

What would the consequences be?

With such young supreme pinnacles in their midst, the leader of any great faction would probably wake up laughing in his dreams and would not listen to the orders of the capital in the future.

Those people would dare to set up their own territories and become kings.

Therefore, this batch of people had to be used by the Northern Army no matter what.

If they were willing to join the Northern Army as generals, Braydon would not care about the hundreds of thousands of martial artists in the outside world. He would not spend so much effort to recruit them.

The existence of Juneau and the others was much more important than the hundreds of thousands of martial artists in the outside world.

They had entered the supreme pinnacle realm at a young age.

There was hope in the future for them to step into a higher realm.

A supreme pinnacle was a thousand times more important than a hundred thousand no-name martial artists.

It was just like how an empire with a supreme pinnacle was incomparable to a small country without one.

Braydon looked at Hyrum and chuckled. “Don’t worry about Juneau and the others. They won’t fool around.”

Hyrum was still shocked. Today, he had finally seen his young master’s ability.

Previously, Braydon had seized the opportunity to poach the young geniuses of Heavenly Mountain.

In this year’s Martial Artist Summit, he didn’t expect Braydon to still go around poaching people.

He even dug up so many supreme pinnacles.

To be honest, Hyrum and the others were all shocked.

In terms of poaching ability alone, Hyrum felt that no one would dare to claim to be number one if Braydon claimed to be number two.

In the gazebo, the little fool was teaching Juneau and the others how to fish. The fish that fell was a carp from their own pond. “Juneau, do you know how to play the bagpipe?” he asked sneakily.

“I have an impression of this instrument.”

Juneau held the fishing rod and seemed to like the little fool very much.

The little fool untied the golden bagpipe at his waist and said arrogantly, “You don’t know how to play it, but I do!”

“Luke, what are you doing?”

Frediano, who was far away, was filled with helplessness.

“I’m going to play a song for them,” Luke said righteously.

“Go ahead. If you do, Braydon will beat you up!” Syrus Yanagi said unhappily.

But they couldn’t control the little fool.

Luke held the bagpipe with both hands and started to blow.

Juneau: “???”

Those ice-sealed geniuses all looked over. They were all expressionless, and then their mouths twitched.

These people had amnesia and confusion.

But they were not dumb!

Moreover, there was still a portion of their past memories that was complete.

They knew that when the bagpipe sounded, it was either a funeral or a wedding ceremony.

If Luke played the bagpipe well, Juneau and the others would have no objections.

The key was that Luke wasn’t playing it properly.

He was playing it however he pleased.

There was no rhythm to it at all.

Coincidentally, at this moment.

A donkey’s cry that made one’s teeth ache sounded quietly.

“This yard is elegantly decorated,” Juneau asked in surprise, “yet you have a donkey here?”