What Happens in Chapter 1704 – From the Book Salute To The General (Nathan Cross)
Dive into Chapter 1704, a pivotal chapter in Salute To The General (Nathan Cross), written by Giselle. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Novel fiction.
She wasn't sure, but she didn't want to see him being punished by Kiel. That was why she quickly said, “Sir, everyone is curious about your capabilities. How about you use this opportunity to give me a few pointers at making tea or playing the harp for my sake? What do you think?”
He was the great General of the North. How could he make tea or play an instrument for others so casually? What would he become if he did so?
He rejected her calmly, “We are not related to each other whatsoever. Why should I teach
Jasmine's eyes widened as she stared at Nathan in disbelief.
Such arrogancelWhat a preposterous statement! Not only did he not respect Mr. Kiel, but he's also humiliating me.
Penny was aware of Nathan and the Davier family's past. When she found out that the man in front of them was the son of Mr. Davier, she was so afraid that her husband would start another fight with the Davier family.
She quickly whispered to her husband, “How about you just play a song on the harp if you know how to do it, Hubby?”
Nathan showed no respect to anyone, but when he heard what Penny had said, he accepted instantly with a smile.
“Alright. I'll play a song. But this song isn't for anyone else but you.”
Penny's face blushed upon hearing that. She was shy but also happy at the same time.
Kylie shook her head as she watched their interaction by the side. Nathan's spoiling Penny again. He really loves his wife a lot.
Soon, everyone's attention was on Nathan as he walked into the pavilion with the harp. The place turned quiet the moment he sat down.
The people focused intently in anticipation.
Nathan put his hands on the harp and he lightly plucked the string on it as though he was testing the sounds.
A few melodious tones came from the instrument.
The crowd looked at him with a whole spectrum of expressions on their faces but most of them were unable to believe that Nathan was actually great at playing the harp.
After all, there were very few people who actually knew how to play that instrument. And it was definitely a rare occurrence that there was someone better at playing it than the tea goddess.
Kiel folded his arms as he watched Nathan with a sneer while Penny, Jasmine, and Kylie were full of anticipation as they listened attentively.
Nathan began playing and the melodious music rang in the air.
Jasmine frowned slightly. Obviously, Nathan knew how to play the harp, but she had never heard of or played the song he was playing. She questioned in shock, “What kind of song is this? It sounds like a piece of lyrical music.”
The man looked relaxed as he continued playing.
The images in her mind turned into a troop of armies fighting against a troop of foreign armies. The imagery was so intense that Jasmine pictured blood and flesh flying everywhere.
Finally, when the war ended, she could picture bodies everywhere but it was impossible to tell the enemies and allies apart. Blood had stained the grounds and the rivers.
Only an ownerless warhorse was left on the battlefield, letting loose an anguished wail.
Almost everyone on the battlefield was dead. The body of the warhorse's owner, the groom who had gotten married not too long ago, had fallen by the river. Even when he was dead, he was still clutching tightly onto half of a pendant he and his wife had agreed to use to reunite with each other.
Then, the music became incredibly slow.
The scene in Jasmine's mind changed again. This time, there was a dilapidated cottage in a rundown village.
The bride who had escaped with other refugees to the South fell asleep on her thatched bed late in the night.
A smile appeared on her tear-stained face, probably dreamt that her husband had returned.
At that moment, the sound of music stopped.
Jasmine opened her eyes and realized that her eyes had welled up with tears. She heaved a slow sigh and said, “Pity are those who lay buried but have lovers waiting longingly for them to return.”
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