Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2972

In the Wastelands, about dozens of miles away, three cathedral squads with 60 elite fighters were in hot pursuit of a small group. One party fled while the other chased, and before long, they were closing in on Abyss City.

On the city walls, the soldiers on watch immediately noticed the movement.

"It is the Cathedral's forces, hurry and inform the Governor!"

Very soon, Garal arrived at the wall, along with Prescott Ludendorff, a newly sent martial god reinforcement from the Ludendorff family.

Garal was getting on in years and carried himself with steady, weathered authority.

Meanwhile, Prescott was completely different. As the youngest martial god powerhouse in the Ludendorff family and Raiden's son, he exuded confidence and swagger.

Across the Wastelands, a martial god this young could be counted on one hand. As a result, Prescott's personality was the exact opposite of Garal's.

Holding a glass of red wine, Prescott stood casually with his shirt open, dressed in a bold and unconventional way.

This attitude made Garal frown more than once. "We're in a state of war. Alcohol will only slow your draw and dull your judgment in battle."

Prescott whistled and replied carelessly, "Uncle Garal, you have always been too by the book, too cautious. Whether it is war or not, the most important thing in life is enjoying it, isn't it?

"The Cathedral's main forces are about to surround our Abyss City. When that happens, we're bound to face a brutal battle. Why not take advantage of this downtime and have a few drinks?"

Garal trembled with anger, but he ultimately chose to back down.

Prescott was Raiden's son, and he was one of the heirs Raiden valued most. Since this brilliant young man would very likely lead the Ludendorff family in the future, Garal needed to think carefully about where his loyalties lay. If he upset Prescott now, his own future would probably be pretty rough.

Below the city walls, Cathedral's squads were chasing a group of people who were getting dangerously close to Abyss City.

Garal gave the order. "Heavy artillery ready! Open fire!"

However, Prescott raised his hand. "Hold on."

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