His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0435 It was the next morning when Ray returned to Of Mare City from the north. Ciro and Cian’s funeral was held at noon at Ol’ Mare’s funeral parlor.

There were ones who earned their names after death. Both of them worked at the New Chesire Group’s Security Department, which George Severn and Ray Storm led. They were not the best. not even core members of the security team, but they were the only brothers who had sacrificed in the line of duty thus far.

They valiantly obeyed Alexander’s orders, even until the end.

“Ciro and Cian weren’t even married. Their only relatives were their parents. Their father, a cripple, couldn't get a wife and was only able to find a woman in his forties. Blind as she is, she became Ciro and Cian’s mother...”

After the funeral, Ray held Ciro and Cian’s urns with teary eyes. “Sir, I’d like to take a leave off work to send Ciro and Cian’s ashes back home to his parents.

“Fallen leaves return to their roots; | believe this is probably what they wished for. Also, here’s some pension for their folks.” Alexander nodded slowly.

In the last five years when the northern region was at war, the Temple of War conquered all areas, causing countless men and women to spill their blood on the front line. Their bodies were never left in foreign lands. It was Alexander who took their bodies back to their hometowns for burial.

Ciro and Cian were not members of the Temple of War. Still, they were no different. They were all subordinates of the Lord of War, and they were brothers by oath who braved through life and death together.

“Let's go.”

Alexander patted Ray’s shoulder and turned to walk out of the funeral. He, the Lord of War, would give Ciro and Cian a proper send-off.

At 3 p.m. on the same day, at the southwestern border of Tormora, in a countryside village called Fighters Valley.....

The traffic was extremely congested, and the mountain road was windy. Cars with a low chassis could not go on the road there, so only high-performance off-road vehicles were used to climb the road. It was the most remote area in the country.

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The people who lived there in the village were gray-haired oldies and kids left with grandparents when their parents worked in the city. The environment was great without industrial pollution; it had lush green mountains and clear water.

Boom! The wooden door of a small farmhouse was kicked open from the outside, and four or five thugs with cigarettes in their mouths and daggers around their waists, strutted in.

“Y—You guys...”

The farmhouse owner, Tom Carey, limping on his right leg, looked at the cracked wooden door in anger. “What are you doing? I've said it several times. It is not for sale!”

He refused to sell the family’s land, even though these tugs had visited Tom several times in the last half a month or so.

There were plans to develop the mountain area and build a resort to boost tourism in that area and increase revenues for the country. The payout for the land acquisition was very generous.

According to the provisions of the local law, each acre of land would be compensated for at least 30000. Tom had six acres of land, which qualified for a total of 180000 dollars. However, the group of thugs offered to buy all six acres of land at the price of 900 dollars. That was daylight robbery!

“We’d probably not visit you this many times if your two sons were home, but they haven’t come back for years, haven't they? They're probably dead!” The leader of the thugs picked up two peanuts from the ground. He chewed a few times and spit them out, complaining of their

bad taste.

He sneered at Tom. “How can you two, a cripple and a blind, possibly work on the six acres of land? If you think nine hundred dollars is too little, I'll top up three dollars!”

“You're dreaming!” Tom picked up his broom and limped a few steps forward, furious. “My boys Ciro and Cian are out there earning big money and living well! I'm waiting for the compensation from the government, and I'll build a house for them to get married.

“The government announced that we’d get thirty thousand dollars for every acre of land! “You want to buy my land for just 900 dollars? Don’t even think about it!” The leader of the thugs laughed. He had no respect for the cripple man and blind lady in the house.

He waved ruthlessly. “I knew that these two old hags wouldn't sell their land! Let’s not waste time, brothers. Get them!*. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.