Winner Takes All novel Chapter 874

This was not a particularly big room.

It took up around a hundred square meters. As to why it’s not larger, is because it was Zenith Harol’s room.

As the commander of the three hundred thousand men-strong Dragon Cavalry, with immense influence and power, he ruled over an area of over three million square kilometers in the Northern Territories, and any intruders are not welcomed.

With such achievements, it could not be fathomed why he would stay in such a small room. In retrospect, a hundred square meters was really small.

“Chief Guard Hughes, please rest for a while. The commander will be with you shortly.”

Achilles White arranged Jack Hughes’ luggage and left the room, “I will be standing guard outside the room. Should you require anything, Chief Guard, just call for me and I will be right with you.”

The door to the room was then closed.

Only then, Jack got up and sat on the bed.

As he was unable to sleep, he wandered around the room to check things out.

There were no luxurious decorations, the decorations that were there even started to look outdated.

Even the bed frame was an old wooden model.

No excess decorations, everything looked simple, but the whole room had a serious army atmosphere to it, from the weapons hanging on the walls, to the armor and saddles piled up in the corners.

The only thing in the center of the room was an altar, holding offerings for Dragon Silver Spear. The polearm emitted a majestic aura, when Jack took a peek at it, he felt a scent of blood coming from it.

In front of the polearm was an incense burner, currently holding three incenses, with smoke still coming out from them.

“If people were told that the God of War in Northern Territory lived in this tiny room, I doubt that anyone will believe it.”

Jack rubbed his nose, chuckled and pulled out his Tao Te Ching. He spent a long time reading it meticulously.

“Creek…”

The door was pushed open, and with it came a touch of coldness from the outside.

“I’m surprised that you dealt with everything so quickly.”

Jack said while smiling.

“Aye, the wounded girl is fine. I asked a doctor from my army to look after her.”

Zenith took off his python skin coat, removed all the snow on his body, and hung the coat on a coat hanger. Then, he walked to the fireplace, grabbed a wine pot next to it, and poured some wine onto the fire.

The fire instantly started burning brighter.

Jack’s face was stained in red by the fire, yet he appeared to be relieved.

He was very concerned about that flight attendant.

Zenith lifted the pot of wine and took a gulp, then he gave Jack and said, “Drink this, it helps with the cold.”

“I’ll pass, the room is plenty warm.”

Jack shook his hands and rejected his offer.

Zenith sat beside the fireplace, warmed his hands in front of the fire, not saying anything.

Jack also sat next to the fireplace and looked at Zenith.

The light from the fire shined on Zenith’s face, which was showing a cold yet determined expression. Even though his eyebrows were stationery, they still present a wild majestic look that was intimidating and hard to look at for long.

Outsiders might find it hard to believe, that a legendary war hero in an army, a man whose legacy was basically god-like, lived such a simple life.

The room was silent.

Only the firewood crackling when strong wine strengthened the fire could be heard occasionally.