“Are you two okay?” inquired Hidetake with a hardened face.
Even though Bunta and Takeshi were injured, they dared not admit it.
Instead, they insisted that they were fine.
“You're both good for nothing. You just embarrassed me!” sneered Hidetake. “I need somebody to cut their head off as a warning to the others.”
Those beside Hidetake immediately advised when they heard the general, “Sir, it's true that Bunta's and Takeshi's performance left much to be desired, but this isn't the time for punishments!”
After some thought, Hidetake agreed to spare the two. “Fine. However, this doesn't mean I'll forget about their failure. I'm simply offering them a chance to redeem themselves.”
Bunta and Takeshi immediately thanked the general for the show of mercy and promised to make up for their failure.
“You can make all the promises you want, but they won't mean a thing until you have something to show for it,” scoffed Hidetake in response.
With that, Hidetake shifted his attention to Nathan. The look in his eyes was so intense that it seemed as if a storm was brewing inside him. “I'm giving you one last chance, Nathan. You'd better take your men with you and leave, or I'll ensure your legend as the God of War ends today.”
After responding with a half-smile, Nathan took off his Leviathan mask to reveal his handsome face and stern eyes. “You took the words right out of my mouth. I'd take my own advice if I were you.”
“This place belongs to me, so why should I be the one to leave?” questioned Hidetake rhetorically. “Let me tell you something. If we were to go to war here today, the news would only mention briefly how the fishermen of two nations had a conflict. And even if I kill you today, reporters of your country won't dare mention it. They'll probably just say that their president passed away due to illness.
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