Chapter 249
The God of War Chapter 249
Elport Province was located in the northern part of the Daclustein Kingdom.
“You still haven’t heard from Brynlee?”
In Fairdol City, Elport Province.
In a stately manor halfway up a hill in the western suburbs.
Rnd, the head of the Stafford family, leaned on a metal cane and looked at a middle-aged man in
front of him, his eyes sharp. “They’ve been to Ocean City for three days!”
The middle-aged man in a grey suit frowned. “Dad, are you worried…”
“Something has happened!”
Rnd thumped the ground with his cane, his voice cold. “Although Brynlee is a girl, she is always
discreet. She shouldn’t have been out of touch for that long. I’m afraid…”
Rnd narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth. “The Stafford family is one of the four great families in
the north. We’ve gone through so much. The guardians are only outsiders. When the chips are down,
we have to rely on novelxo fast updateour own strength!”
As soon as Rnd finished, he gave his hand to the middle-aged man and walked back into the
garden.
Anyone who was not a direct descendant of the Stafford family was not allowed to enter the back
garden! Even the direct descendants were only allowed to step foot inside at important festivals, suchC0ntent ? 2024 (N/?)velDrama.Org.
as the Mid-Autumn Festival or the Spring Festival. They would kowtow at the door and bow to the old
man who lived there.
The reclusive old man was Rnd’s grandfather. He was over ny years old and was the patron
saint of the entire Stafford family!
“Grandfather.”
Walking to the door of the back garden, Rnd half knelt on the ground with his cane in his hand, his
voice extremely sorrowful. “I’m ipetent. I have made the Stafford family shamed! A few days ago, I
asked my children to go to Ocean City for business development, but unexpectedly…”
Rnd recounted the deaths of Aryan and Talon, as well as the disappearance of Brynlee before
saying bitterly, “Grandfather, if I’m right, Brynlee and the others are dead. The Stafford family will be in
jeopardy!”
“I’m old.”
In the garden, Broderick came out slowly from the stone house in the center of the artificialke,
stooping, his silver hairbed meticulously. He sneered. “I’m too old to kill. But if anyone messes with
us, he’ll be in trouble!”
As Broderick spoke, he quietly walked in front of Rnd, shook his head, and said with a smile, “Jorge
killed Jarrett. He’s powerful. At the very least, he’s a godlike grandmaster.”
“I find it difficult to deal with such an opponent!”
Although Broderick said that, his eyes were sharp. Broderick’s hands were old. He clenched his fist as
if he were holding an invisible mass of power, exuding iparable confidence. “Grandfather.”
Cason, Rnd’s eldest son, fell on his knees before Broderick and said in a low voice, “I’ve got snipers
in every nook and cranny, and they’ve got all the guns in the house.”
“We’re ready for Jorge’sing. If he dares toe…”
The voice stopped.
The silence of the Stafford family was broken by the sudden sound of a jet engine over the back
garden.
Jorge stood at the door of the cabin and looked down at the manor. He waved and ordered the fighter
jet tond slowly. Then, ncing at Rnd and others from a distance, Jorge said softly, “So you’re
ready.”
“Show me what you have and don’t let me down!”
On the ground, the expressions of Rnd, Cason, and Broderick were different.
Rnd gripped the metal cane in his hand tighter, his face tight. Cason quickly took out his mobile
phone to call his subordinates.
Broderick frowned as he looked up at the descending jet, his eyes squinting.
“Is it the fighter jet of War God Temple? You … You are from War God Temple!