The Indomitable War God

It was late winter, and the Northern Sea was freezing cold. The winter wind carried a bitter chill, and thick snow fell in slow spirals, dissolving the moment they touched the waters.

A massive luxurious white yacht sailed steadily across the cold sea, a symbol of wealth and power.

At the bow stood a tall, well-built man, his frame as straight as a spear. He was dressed in a simple military outfit, and in his hand was a worn out duffel bag.

This man was none other than Sebastian Helios.

The simple military uniform was a stark contrast to the luxury he was standing on, yet it suited him. After spending six years on the most brutal battlefield, he was now a completely different person.

His gaze was fixed on the distant dock where the city skyline rose against the snow.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching, and a burly man soon appeared, standing respectfully behind him as he gazed at the sea.

“My lord, the weather is extremely cold, and your wounds from the last battle haven’t fully healed. You shouldn’t be out in the cold like this.” The burly man dressed in a black suit said respectfully as he gently placed a black coat on the young man’s shoulders before stepping aside.

“This much cold is nothing. To be honest, I even like the cold weather.” Sebastian said with a smile as he waved his hand dismissively.

“I still don’t understand, my lord. Why must you take the risk to come here? You’re not in peak shape yet.” the burly man, whose name was Bruce asked worriedly.

“I have a fiancée that’s waiting for me.” Sebastian replied coolly.

The words hung in the air, and Bruce glanced at Sebastian with a curious gaze.

“May I ask, my lord, why you chose to marry someone from this city?”

“There were so many beautiful princesses and heiresses that were competing for your hand in marriage.”

“The fourth princess of the Fire Dragon Empire even asked for your hand in marriage seven times.

Why didn’t you pick one of them?” Bruce asked curiously.

“It was my father’s last wish.” Sebastian replied calmly. “He arranged this marriage with an old friend of his before he died, and I want to fulfill his last wish.”

Bruce kept silent for only a moment before he asked another question.

“My lord, why not choose a more glamorous place for your military leave? With your status, you could have had any luxury at your disposal.”

Sebastian gave a small, almost amused smile.

“I prefer to stay low-key. I’ve been on the frontlines for close to six years now, so the last thing I want is unnecessary attention. I just want to enjoy my leave in peace.” He replied coolly.

“Now, tell the crew to prepare for docking. I’m finally home.” Sebastian ordered with a wave of his hand.

Bruce gave a respectful nod and then turned to leave, understanding that his questions had reached their end.

As Bruce disappeared from sight, Sebastian’s gaze turned ice cold. In the silence of the sea, he allowed himself a moment of reflection.

In truth, there was one more reason he had returned, and it wasn’t for the arranged marriage.

It was to uncover the truth behind his father’s death!

When he was seven years old, he was told his father passed away in a car accident, and before he could make sense of anything, he was banished from his family and sent to a military camp in the most brutal warzone.

He fought several brutal wars that almost claimed his life, but with his strength and the aid of his master, the Divine Sage, he was able to survive and excel until now.

If it weren’t for the injury he survived on the battlefield, he would still be fighting a brutal war on the warfront by now.

Sebastian heaved out a wry sigh as he stared the vastness of the Northern Sea.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. It was old and yellowed at the edges, an obvious sign that it had been handled many times.

He unfolded it carefully, revealing an address that was written in elegant, feminine handwriting.

Lockwood Manor, Sun District, Cloud City.

He read the address for the umpteenth time before folding the piece of paper carefully and putting it back in his pocket.

That was the address of his fiancée his late father had betrothed him to.

Sebastian took another look at the vast Northern Sea as it continued to snow heavily, and a gloomy yet determined expression appeared on his face.

He closed his eyes, letting the cold wind bite his skin.

When he opened his eyes again, the distant dock glowed faintly through the snow, and it filled him with a sense of anticipation.

This time around, he was going to find out the truth.