<h4>Chapter 2286: Chapter 2286: Identity</h4>


    "What are you doing here?"


    Trent Marsh walked out from the city wall, asking wearily.


    "If I kill you now, is it considered taking advantage of someone in peril?" Julius Reed ced the sword on Trent Marsh’s neck.


    "Yes, and no." Trent Marsh calmly looked at the sword on his neck: "If our fight was about victory and defeat, then you’d be taking advantage. But we have always been fighting for life and death. At our level, there is no victory or defeat. Whoever wins has the right to write history."


    "Do it, there’s only one regret for me, Trent Marsh."


    Trent Marsh stepped back and pushed away Julius Reed’s sword. "Even knowing I’m bound to die, I have to fight you. Waiting for death with closed eyes is not something I’d do."


    "Bring it on!"


    Trent Marsh assumed a punching stance, his eyes filled with the fervor of battle.


    "You’re a real pain, I truly want to kill you."


    Trent Marsh had attempted to assassinate him several times, and Julius Reed was indeed prepared to eliminate him.


    "But now, I want to hear what regrets you have."


    Julius Reed held the sword up, with no intention of withdrawing it.


    "You want to hear my regrets?" Trent Marsh pondered for a moment, nodded, and said: "Alright, I’ll tell you now. It’s just as well. Even if I die, someone will know what I’m trying to discover."


    "I want to find my brother, Silvio Reed. Whether he’s alive or dead, I need to know the truth. Back then, the copse of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance was due to internal strife. I saw a golden dragon and all the people from Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance opposing my fourth brother."


    "I called him fourth brother, and that means he’s my fourth brother for life. The golden dragon is in Mont. While searching for the traitor, I found that all those who participated in the rebellion early on were killed. Not a single one left!"


    "Our Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance guards allmitted suicide! Yes, I believe it was suicide! It had to be people they knew, their officers, that led my fearless warriors to choose death!"


    "I want to find out the truth. I want to know how the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance fell and whether my fourth brother is alive or dead!"


    Trent Marsh pulled out a round golden token from his pocket and handed it to Julius Reed: "If you’re willing to find this out for me, I’ll give you this token. You canmand all my people."


    "If my fourth brother is dead, please bury him with honor and eliminate those who betrayed him back then. I can tell you, Julius Reed, my fourth brother was a noble man. Whoever harmed him must be a viin."


    "If my fourth brother is alive, there’s no need to mention the cause of my death. Just say I died at the hands of the dragon. You all are outstanding people, and future encounters will have no conflicts."


    "I can see you have no desire for power. Like my fourth brother, you’re a good person."


    "Come on! A warrior’s life starts with battle and ends with battle. My life is the same."


    Trent Marsh threw the token, formed a fist with his right hand, and struck out swiftly!


    Bang!


    Julius Reed caught it single-handedly and pushed it back hard!


    "Killing you now would be dishonorable. But I want you to agree to three conditions."


    Julius Reed extended his hand: "First, regardless of whether we live or die, you must not implicate my brothers and women. Second, regardless of life or death, the people of this world are innocent. Even if you establish a new order, you must give martial arts room to grow wildly."


    "Third! The dragon must be destroyed. This world doesn’t need dragons and can’t have them. Our ancestors went to great lengths to eliminate evil dragons. I won’t let their efforts and blood be wasted."


    After stating the three conditions, Julius Reed sheathed his longsword and said calmly: "You can leave. When you recover, we’ll have a fair fight. I, Julius Reed, will surely win."


    "You will regret it." Trent Marsh was very surprised that Julius Reed did not kill him.


    If it were him, he would surely have killed Julius Reed.


    "Your mercy will harm you."


    He shook his head: "Like my fourth brother, you’re not ruthless enough."


    "No, I do this because my strength allows me to. If I want to kill you, I definitely can. This is my confidence and also the reason I’m letting you go."


    Julius Reed turned around, watching as the city gate slowly opened.


    A carriage emerged from inside.


    The city gate was empty.


    Those ghostly figures before knelt on the spot.


    Trent Marsh was now their king.


    "His Majesty the Emperor invites the two of you into the pce for a talk."


    An old eunuch dressed in official uniform jumped down from the carriage.


    The Mont horses were robust, even when pulling the carriage, they were very grand.


    "Some civilians are still in the nearby caves. Jovany Leopold is there, he’s with me now, and this is an added condition for me not killing you. You cannot touch him."


    Julius Reed looked at Trent Marsh.


    In his current state, Trent Marsh was frankly a burden.


    If he really came with him, Julius Reed would be even more restrained.


    Hard to handle.


    "Honestly."


    Even though Trent Marsh had faced life and death, Julius Reed’s decision still surprised him. "Do I have a choice now?"


    Live!


    Yes, live on.


    Who doesn’t want to live?


    Trent Marsh felt he had already seen through life and death.


    But truly facing death, recalling his regrets and those unanswered questions in his heart,


    Trent Marsh suddenly felt he didn’t want to die so much after all.


    Things that seemed unimportant might only reveal their importance when ites time to let go.


    "Thank you."


    He walked over and hugged Julius Reed, "If I win in the future, I will strip you of your skills and put you under house arrest."


    "Thanks." Julius Reed chuckled softly and walked towards the old eunuch, carrying his weapon.


    "I need to divert the trouble eastwards."


    After saying a simple goodbye to Trent Marsh, he walked to the front of the carriage.


    "Go back and tell Ilia Danvers. I am the king, when he sees me, he must kneel. This Mont is a vassal state of my Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance. His thirty-two horses aren’t up to standard."


    "You mean..."


    The old eunuch sneered: "My four horses have already given you enough face. If you don’t want to ride, then walk in?"


    His eyes were filled with disdain.


    Ssh!


    Julius Reed’s longsword swung down.


    The eunuch’s head rolled.


    The Mont horses were startled and neighed on the spot.


    Trent Marsh heard the thud of a heavy object hitting the ground, instinctively turned his head.


    For some reason, he touched his neck, feeling a cold chill.


    This guy can be quite ruthless as well.


    Indeed, anyone who got to his position isn’t gentle.


    "Etiquette is etiquette. Before I die, before the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance copses, I am the ruler, Mont is the subject! When the subject meets the ruler, they kneel."


    Julius Reed looked at the imperial city and shouted sternly!


    The sound was loud, spreading with internal force, clearly heard throughout Mont.


    "One hour. If there aren’t sixty-four cavalry, I’ll immediately deploy the Wolf Cavalry to trample Mont! This city will be history. The pce will be Mont’srgest burial ground!"