The Legendary Man novel Chapter 679

Chapter 679 Ivanov

Aidan, Alexander, and Antoine immediately got on one knee as the apparition slowly took shape. They placed their right hands on their left shoulders and shouted at the apparition with their head lowered.

Their behavior drew a frown from Jonathan, who did not understand the Remdikian words the men were uttering.

Karl moved closer to Jonathan and whispered, “They’re paying their respects to that apparition, though they’re not addressing it in the same way. Aidan and Alexander call themselves his subordinates, while Antoine, the man you almost killed, is calling the apparition ‘Forefather.’” Forefather?

Jonathan shot Karl a bewildered glance before asking, “Are you sure he said ‘Forefather?’ Not Grandfather or Great-grandfather or something along those lines?”

With a wry smile, Karl explained, “Did you think everyone has a unique address for every generation of ancestors like the people of Chanaea? In Remdik, everyone older than a great-grandfather is addressed as a forefather.”

“What’s the name of this apparition?” asked Jonathan.

“Ivanov.”

The apparition floating in the middle of the sky piped up in response to Jonathan’s question.

Then, he muttered a string of Remdikian, and the three men on the ice raised their heads and shot Jonathan murderous glares.

Karl was about to translate for Jonathan when the latter stopped him.

Instead, Jonathan stared at the apparition and said dismissively, “You’re just a Divergent Spirit. Why are you floating so high in the sky? We can have our discussion on the ground.”

“How dare you, Jonathan!”

Along with his bellow, Antoine made a move to strike Jonathan with his long sword. However, he froze in his tracks once he heard a cold harrumph in the sky.

Ivanov slowly lowered himself to the ground under Jonathan’s cold gaze.

Jonathan said, “By the way, if you want to protect the lives of these fools, then drop the Remdikian. I don’t understand a word of it.”

As he spoke, Ivanov’s apparition suddenly dissipated. A moment later, it materialized in thin air and looked more human-like than earlier.

It still levitated in thin air, albeit in a more opaque form.

Jonathan and Ivanov stared intently at each other. The latter’s semi-translucent pupils were creepier the longer one stared into them.

It felt like a ferocious beast’s hungry stare at its prey.

Ivanov broke the silence by asking, “You’re Jonathan Goldstein?”

His voice sounded so devoid of emotion that he came across as a robot.

“Yes,” replied Jonathan coldly.

He added, “I didn’t think you’d speak Chanaean. That makes things considerably simpler. Where are you from?”

Ivanov answered, “I learned Chanaean decades ago when I fought there.”

His nonchalant reply caused Jonathan to furrow his brows.

Asura’s Office was a military force comprised of local armies in recent times, and there had been no leader before Jonathan. Naturally, his knowledge of the area and its history extended to, at best, fifty years ago.

However, while analyzing war strategies against Remdik in the past, Jonathan and his men had come across the Horbah Incident, which happened almost a hundred years ago.

Written records alleged that Remdikian forces had entered Terrandya with the excuse of protecting an important citizen. Their military forces remained in the area for a whole month and only retreated when they almost ignited a full-blown war.

The details of the incident were very fuzzy, and there was little useful information that military successors could glean from the records.