Clark felt his heart palpitating rapidly but he did a good job in concealing it as the entourage of vehicles drove into the Presidential villa. To his shock, this was actually his first time visiting this place.
He was surprised that throughout all these years as a soldier, he had not visited the Spartan Presidential villa before, not even once.
The Presidential villa was just like the headquarters of the Spartan army, the only difference was that the former had a more militaristic vibe while the villa was more luxurious.
>The Federal Republic of Sparta>
Even before the entourage of cars got close enough, Clark was already seeing this from afar. It was stylishly drawn boldly in an extremely tall stale, proudly displaying the majesty of the Spartan republic.
Clark savored the sight ravenously like a hungry wolf, taking his time to admire it before the cars drove close enough to obstruct his view.