The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 1875

"About this..." Fane frowned and went deep in thought.

Before Fane spoke, Austin said, "l have a suggestion, Brother Fane. Our place is Nine Armies, and I think that it's best to have the word 'nine' in the name of our pavilion. What do you think?"

Fane thought about it and said slowly, "My people and I entered this area to search for ways to break through into the ultimate god level. If you choose the word 'nine', we’ll choose the word 'god'. How about this? Why don’t we call ourselves the Nine Gods Clan? What do you think?"

Austin's eyes lit up at Fane's words, visibly satisfied.

"Great! This is a great name!" Several fortress masters were incredibly proud of the suggested name.

Austin took a step forward and announced, "Everybody, after discussing it, we’ve decided to call our pavilion, Nine Gods Clan. We hope that members of the Nine Armies can get along in harmony with the members who came from the abandoned world, just like a family, becoming a collective group in the future. Stop mentioning that you're from another family or fortress, is that understood?"

"Yes!" The people standing below yelled in unison, and they were able to see that everyone was confident with the establishment of the new pavilion.

"Alright. Let’s not waste time, then. Let’s start electing our pavilion master now, who will then appoint the assistant pavilion master and the remaining elders!" announced Austin giddily. He obviously wanted to take control of all the power and feared Fane might take it from him.

Fane was speechless; he was lucky to have prepared earlier. If this old man truly became the pavilion master, he would have to withstand his opinions whenever he had a few of them.

"Cough, cough! How about this: our fortresses will vote first. That box over there is for young brother Fane, and those who support him should vote for him there. This box here is for me. Our fortress should take the initiative to vote first!" Austin coughed twice before he added, "By the way, I'm the First Fortress Master, and I'm in the First-grade soul-penetrating level, so I have a vote, too. I'll vote for young brother Fane!"

To show his magnanimity, Austin was ready to walk toward Fane’s box to vote, and he even continued, "To be honest, I truly hope that brother Fane can become the pavilion master. After all, you are the genius among geniuses, and you have an unlimited future ahead of you!"

Many who came from the abandoned world were able to identify the duplicity in this old man's words, and they looked at him disdainfully.

However, Fane quickly stopped Austin. " First Fortress Master, there’s no need for you to vote. I planned to cast my vote for you. Since you plan to vote for me and vice versa, why don’t the two of us not cast our votes?"

"Haha! Sure, sure!" Austin laughed before he said, “Goodness, brother Fane, you truly are such a modest person and think so highly of me!"