Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 176: Two Tiger Generals

Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Two Tiger Generals

The two middle-aged men only felt their scalps tingling, cold sweat breaking out all over their bodies, as they slowly turned around.

Staring at the purple-robed young man before them, their faces filled with a look of disbelief...

When did this young man get behind them?

They had not noticed him at all.

As they exchanged glances, a sense of ’horror’ could be seen in each other’s eyes.

When the two middle-aged men turned around, Wyatt Barnes was also looking at them, a cold smile on his lips.

"Who sent you?"

Wyatt Barnes stared at them, his tone composed, yet tinted with a frigid murderous intent.

Whoosh!

In an instant, a horrifying, bloody killing intent rolled off of Wyatt Barnes, enveloping the two men...

Instantly, their faces changed.

They found it hard to believe that a seemingly eighteen-year-old young man could emanate such a terrifying killing intent.

Suddenly, a murderous aura also rose from them, confronting Wyatt Barnes’ killing intent.

The two murderous auras clashed, just barely holding off Wyatt Barnes’ bloody killing intent.

"Hmm?"

Feeling the aura of the two men, Wyatt Barnes raised an eyebrow, his icy face relaxing slightly.

Only then did the two middle-aged men let out a sigh of relief, their faces full of lingering fear.

They could never have imagined that a young man at the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm could exert such terrifying pressure on them.

If it weren’t for the fact that the person standing before them was indeed just a young man, they would have thought this was a powerful man who had walked out of a battlefield...

"Go back and tell your Lord Crawford that I appreciate his good intentions," Wyatt Barnes said, bypassing the two men and walking away.

"You... you know our identities?"

The two middle-aged men were somewhat surprised.

"Hmph! Such a strong battle aura can only belong to a veteran soldier who has been through countless battles. How many others could there be?"

Under the gaze of the two middle-aged men, Wyatt Barnes’ figure gradually disappeared into the distance. However, the words he left behind left the two men somewhat red-faced.

A veteran of countless battles?

In front of this young man, they felt too embarrassed to claim that they were such veteran soldiers from the battlefield.

"It seems our general has underestimated his nephew," exclaimed the slender middle-aged man, shaking his head and forcing a smile.

"In that case, let’s just go home... not to mention anything else, those within the Simmons Clan who could harm him are few and far between," replied the other middle-aged man with a bitter smile.

At Crawford Mansion...

Seeing his two beloved generals before him, dejected and dispirited, Atharv Nigel, the Godly Might Marquis, asked in astonishment, "Didn’t I ask you to protect my nephew in secret? Why are you back?"

"General, you got it all wrong. It seems like your nephew should be the one protecting us," said the slender middle-aged man, shaking his head and still somewhat in a state of shock...

He simply couldn’t understand how the purple-robed young man, with his abilities purely at the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm, had managed to sneak behind him undetected.

He could imagine, if the purple-robed young man had been an enemy on par with him, his death would have been certain!

The other middle-aged man, although silent, nodded in agreement.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Atharv Nigel, not understanding the situation.

The two men before him were his most trusted generals. They were invincible on the battlefield, and there were few who could match them.

But now, the two men looked as droopy as frostbitten eggplants.

He couldn’t imagine what had happened to make his two beloved generals react in such a way.

Finally, through the two generals’ account, Atharv Nigel managed to piece together what had transpired...

"He spotted your traces immediately?"

"And evaded your pursuit, then sneaked up behind you without your notice?"

Atharv Nigel looked incredulous. He knew that his nephew was mysterious, but he hadn’t expected him to be this mysterious...

"Lanni, what kind of monster did you give birth to?" Atharv Nigel twitched his mouth, a hint of envy, jealousy, and admiration in his eyes.

He had been amazed that the boy had reached the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm and become a ninth-grade alchemist at the mere age of eighteen.

He hadn’t expected the boy to have such terrifying abilities in addition to these.

Ordinary people might not think much of the boy’s tracking and counter-tracking skills, but as a figure equivalent to the ’Military God’ of the Crimson Heaven Kingdom, a man who had walked off the battlefield, he could fully appreciate the fear this ability could instill.

If one possessed such skills, they could infiltrate the enemy’s camp as though they were stepping into uncharted territory!

Even assassinating the enemy general wouldn’t be difficult!

The agreed three days had arrived.

Wyatt Barnes returned to Crawford Mansion once again.

In the main hall, Atharv Nigel handed a stack of documents to Wyatt Barnes, "Wyatt, this is what you requested."

"Thank you, Uncle Nigel. If there’s nothing else, I will..."

After taking the items, Wyatt Barnes prepared to leave.

However, would Atharv Nigel let him go so easily?

"Wait."

Atharv Nigel looked at Wyatt Barnes, his eyes narrowed into a small smile, "Wyatt, there’s something I think we need to have a chat about..."

"About what?"

Wyatt Barnes raised his guard upon seeing Atharv Nigel’s fox-like grin.

"Didn’t you stealthily sneak behind my two loved ones a couple of days ago without them knowing it?"

Atharv Nigel looked at Wyatt Barnes, his gaze was burning.

"Uncle Nigel, is that what you want to talk about?"

Understanding dawned in Wyatt Barnes, he thought it would be a bigger problem.

"I’ve been thinking, this ’skill’ of yours, if utilized throughout the military, will create an invincible army... Penetrating enemy lines wouldn’t feel like one is venturing into hostile territory, and taking the enemy generals’ heads would be as easy as taking candy from a baby!"

When Atharv Nigel spoke about warfare, an intense aura of blood and steel subconsciously emanated from his body.

This surprised Wyatt Barnes.

As expected of the ’Military God’ of Crimson Heaven Kingdom, this aura of blood and steel far surpassed what he had encountered a few days ago.

"Uncle Nigel, do you want me to teach you this ’skill’?"

Wyatt Barnes guessed Atharv Nigel’s intention.

"Yes."

Atharv Nigel’s eyes lit up and he nodded, "If you’re willing to teach me, I promise to grant any request you make."

Wyatt rolled his eyes at Atharv Nigel, "Uncle Nigel, remember you owe me a big favor for treating Grandfather Nigel’s poison."

Atharv Nigel smiled awkwardly and rubbed his hands together due to his keen interest in Wyatt Barnes’s skill.

"Uncle Nigel."

Wyatt Barnes looked at Atharv Nigel, with a serious face, "The ’skill’ I possess isn’t difficult nor simple... but it cannot be mastered overnight."

"I understand, just like handling an army, it requires accumulated experience to establish a ’Hundred Victories Army’."

Atharv Nigel nodded, he didn’t find this surprising.

"In that case... Uncle Nigel, please send two people to me. I think the two who were assigned to protect me last time are suitable. Let them follow me for a while, I will ensure they completely grasp my ’skill’."

The corners of Wyatt Barnes’s mouth curved up as he spoke slowly.

"You’re quite demanding, do you know that they are top-notch ’Tiger Generals’ under my command!"

Atharv Nigel scolded in jest, "However, if you teach them your ’skill’, I don’t think they will refuse."

As Atharv Nigel commented.

The two middle-aged men assigned by Atharv Nigel to secretly protect Wyatt Barnes a couple of days ago, once they heard that Wyatt was going to teach them awesome tracking and trailing skills, their eyes immediately brightened and their breathing quickened.

Having witnessed Wyatt’s skills, they recognized the implications of having such a ’skill’ at their disposal.

"Wyatt, how long will they need to learn?"

Atharv Nigel’s eyes narrowed slightly, as he asked Wyatt Barnes.

"What, Uncle Nigel, are you having second thoughts? Don’t worry, I need them for at most a year... After a year, even if they have not reached my level, they should have grasped the essentials. With more practice, they can eventually catch up."

Wyatt Barnes responded confidently.

"A year? That’s not too long."

Atharv Nigel raised an eyebrow and nodded.

"However..."

Wyatt Barnes looked at Atharv Nigel, wanting to speak but hesitated.

"What, do you have any other demand?"

Atharv Nigel inquired.

"Uncle Nigel, during this year, I want them to be completely loyal to me, obeying only my commands... No one else, including you, has the authority to command them! I need complete control over them."

Wyatt Barnes shared his requirement, "If you can’t meet this demand, then everything said earlier will be void."

Atharv Nigel’s eyebrows slightly furrowed but then smoothed out quickly, he shook his head, "Alright, let’s do it your way... I suppose you young man should have some measure of propriety."

The Atharv Nigel today, would not know.

This decision will turn out to be his biggest regret in this lifetime...

In the days to follow, he realized that in this young man’s ’mindset’, there was no such thing as ’propriety’.

Wyatt Barnes laughed, "Deal!"

"What are your names?"

Wyatt Barnes asked the two middle-aged men.

The tall, slim middle-aged man didn’t hesitate, "Young Master Barnes, my name is ’Frank Graham’."

The other middle-aged man of average height respectfully said, "Young Master Barnes, my name is ’Gideon Dunn’."

"From now on, you can simply call me ’Young Master’."

Wyatt Barnes casually mentioned.

"Yes, Young Master."

Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn responded immediately, showing utmost respect.

Although the cultivation level of the teenager before them was inconsequential to them, his ’skill’ had them convinced of his worth.

"Uncle Nigel, I’ll take them with me now."

Even though Wyatt Barnes would only have these two ’Tiger Generals’ with Seventh-Order of the Original Infant Realm for only a year, he was still quite delighted.

This time, Atharv Nigel didn’t see Wyatt Barnes off.

He truly was worried he might end up regretting his decision!

He had a hunch that, this nephew of his, was not as easy-going as he seemed.

"I hope he doesn’t stir up any trouble..."

Atharv Nigel’s face broke into a wry smile.