King s Awakening - Chapter 524

Chapter 524: Chapter 524: Exposure?

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Upon seeing this, John’s minions did not think twice and immediately kneeled before White Mitchell.

“Don’t kill me; I submit willingly.”

“Right, right, right, we actually haven’t wanted to be under John’s command for a long time.”

“From now on, if you tell us to go east, we will definitely not go west.”

Gazing at the faces begging for mercy before him, White Mitchell gave them a passing glance and silently started walking towards the exit.

At the same time, the figures of the God of Heaven War and Earth War God appeared inside the City Lord Mansion.

“All resolved?” White Mitchell asked nonchalantly.

God of Heaven War simply nodded: “We killed a few desperate outlaws; the others escaped, and we did not pursue them.”

White Mitchell nodded, the escapees were no more than small fry, not worth wasting time over.

“Identify these people, if they have not taken any lives, let them go; for those that have, spare no one!” White Mitchell said impassively.

Upon hearing his words, the God of Heaven War headed directly towards John’s underlings.

The Earth War God, who stayed by White Mitchell’s side, asked: “Should I call the others over?”

White Mitchell nodded in agreement and the Earth War God promptly shot a flare into the sky.

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Before long, the fifty thousand-strong force of the White War Department marched grandly into Wild Land City.

The people who originally resided in the city thought that White Mitchell had brought an inconsequential group of three with him.

However, they never expected that White Mitchell’s forces would also include a large contingent of troops.

Seeing these organized and disciplined soldiers appear in Wild Land City, the people of the city were struck with fear.

“Superior, how should we deal with the remaining people?” The Mystery War God asked as he stood next to White Mitchell.

After contemplating for a moment, White Mitchell responded: “Those who choose to stay, task them with handling miscellaneous duties; for those who don’t wish to stay, there’s no need to retain them, let them go.”

According to the Laws of the Forbidden Land, after capturing a city, those who resided here originally are meant to be reorganized or killed outright.

However, White Mitchell is not bloodthirsty, and considering the mixed identities of these people, this was the most suitable course of action.

“Find an honest person among those who want to stay, have him come over for a few questions,” White Mitchell continued to instruct.

Coming to a new place, there’s a lot that needs to be cleared up.

The most urgent of all was the issue of resources.

In order to survive in an unfamiliar place, resources are crucial.

Especially now, with fifty thousand men on hand, sustenance alone is a huge challenge.

Before long, a thin middle-aged man tiptoed in.

This man’s name was Smith; he used to serve under John but was assigned to logistics due to small offense against John, his current position was just a cook.

White Mitchell looked at Smith, not dismissing him for his background. He even offered him a glass of water to calm his nerves.

After timidly taking a sip, Smith looked up at White Mitchell and asked, “Mas….Master, what do you want me to do?”

At that, White Mitchell smiled slightly, “Tell me about the sources of your city lord’s resources, including food and cultivation materials; tell me everything you know.”

Resources?

Upon hearing this, Smith froze and looked at White Mitchell incredulously, “Mas…Master, are you from outside?”

Boom!

As soon as these words were uttered, those standing behind White Mitchell unleashed a shocking aura, rapidly pressing towards Smith.

The information about their origin was top secret, absolutely prohibited from being leaked!

How did this cook find out?

Since he knew, he couldn’t be allowed to continue living!

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