My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 1206

Nash's heart stirred."How much do you know about the Netherworld Holy Sect?"

Stellar shook his head as he replied, "I don't know much either, but it's a very sinister organization. The hitman who hurt your father is an up-and-coming general your father personally promoted.

"He holds considerable power and influence in the Northern Territory. He hardly ever leaves the place, but it turns out he's a member of the Netherworld Holy Sect.”

Nash narrowed his eyes at that. "Could he have been groomed by the Netherworld Holy Sect since childhood?"

"That possibility can't be ruled out. Your father even suspects that some of the military leaders in the other three territories might also be members of the Netherworld Holy Sect,” Stellar revealed.

Nash took a deep breath. "Recently, the Divine Strategy Squadron approached me. They said I'll be able to obtain more information about the Netherworld Holy Sect if I join them."

Nash was not very familiar with official forces like the Divine Strategy Squadron, nor did he fully trust Hendrix, so he had planned to ask for his father's opinion.

“Let me ask the Warden for you,” Stellar replied softly.

"Has he been very busy?" Nash asked curiously. He wondered why his father always had Stellar pass along his messages.

"Have you not been following the news about the warzones?" Stellar asked with a smile.

"I haven't been paying much attention," Nash admitted.

"Your father is currently on the battlefield. Communication from the frontlines can only come through telegrams," Stellar explained.

"My dad is on the battlefield, yet you're still here?" Nash joked with a smile.

“Military bureaucracy is like a mountain. Your father asked me to guard the base, so I can only stay at the base.”

"Alright, I have something to attend to. We'll talk later if I have the time.”

Nash ended the call, the smile on his face slowly fading. He could not tell if his gut was playing tricks on him or not, but something felt off about Stellar.

He took out his phone and searched for news from the warzone. A prominent headline caught his eye: [Warden of the Northern Territory, Philix Xing, leads 200,000 troops to seize Seville Island.]

"He really went to the front lines." Nash frowned. As a commanding general, should he not be strategizing from behind the scenes rather than risking himself in battle?

Another ten minutes later, Nash received another unfamiliar call. This time, it was from Capiton.

"Nash, it's me, Carlos. Why is it so hard to reach you?"