My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1363

Chapter 1363 

Tristan’s pupils contracted slightly. Why was this powerful figure being so courteous to Nash? 

Not daring to be presumptuous, Nash politely said, “Please, Mr. Varhess, have a seat first.” 

Anton opted out of standing on ceremony and plopped himself onto 

the seat. 

Nash then turned to Otis and Tristan, asking, “Why don’t you two also 

take a seat?” 

Otis chuckled nervously. “We’ve been sitting for quite a while. We’re 

fine with standing.” 

Hearing this answer, Nash was even more certain that Anton was not as kind as he appeared. 

Glancing faintly at the two, Anton said, “If Mr. Calcraft asks you to sit, then you sit. Do you think I’ll eat you up?” At that, Otis and Tristan trembled slightly before finally taking a seat on the couch. Nash also 

took his seat. 

Anton raised his hand and pointed to the coffee table. A stream of light emanated from the ring on his right thumb toward the coffee table. As the light dissipated, a longsword and a red certificate appeared on the table. 

Smiling faintly, he said, “You pacified the Southern Martial Alliance. The Sovereign has rewarded you with the Nine Dragons Sword. This certificate is identification of the commander of the Celestial Dragon 

Squadron.” 

Otis and Tristan gasped in shock. The Nine Dragons Sword was a legendary divine sword of Drakonia that was said to contain the souls. of nine dragons within it. Its blade was also forged from the melted 

bones of nine dragons. 

The Celestial Dragon Squadron was an organization that had been 

slated to be established 50 years ago but was shelved due to various 

reasons. Was the Sovereign planning to have Nash establish the Celestial Dragon Squadron by handing him the commander’s 

certificate? 

Nash narrowed his eyes at the Nine Dragons Sword. His eyes shone a 

faint gold, but he was unable to see through to the internal structure 

of the sword. Instead, he felt immense pressure from it. What a 

treasure. It was something that surpassed even the finest spiritual 

artifacts! 

Nash reached out and grabbed the sword that was floating in the air. 

Gripping the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right, he pulled slightly. The sword emitted a crisp hum. Cold light shone across Nash’s face, leaving a small mark as it sliced across his 

cheek 

Nash quickly pushed the sword back into its scabbard, yet the wound 

on his face remained unhealed. Even with Nash’s temperament, he could not help but inhale sharply at this moment. Just the sword’s light had been enough to injure him and disrupt a large number of his 

clotting cells. Those genetic warriors would be nothing if he had this 

in his hand. 

Anton took out a bottle of cintment from his storage thumb ring. 

Apply this to the wound. It’ll repair the clotting cells.” 

Nash put away the Nine Dragons Sword into his own storage ring and accepted the ointment, rubbing some onto his wound. The ointment felt cool at first, then turned hot as the wound began to itch. 20 

seconds later, it began to heal on its own. 

“So, what’s this about the Celestial Dragon Squadron?” Nash rubbed 

his face and asked. 

Anton started explaining, “Our country has established four organizations targeting supernatural forces-the Divine Strategy Squadron, the Celestial Dragon Squadron, the National Martial 

Bureau, and the Special Security Department. 

“On the surface, the National Martial Bureau and the Special Security 

Department handle trivial matters, while the Divine Strategy Squadron 

and the Celestial Dragon Squadron focus on foreign organizations. 

“However, due to some trouble, the Celestial Dragon Squadron has