"What happened?" Dustin was in a daze and only felt a gentle fragrance envelop him. When he finally came to his senses, he realized he was lying in Grace's arms. Grace was dressed in loose attire, so he didn't notice it at first. But the intimacy of their close proximity finally made him realize the true meaning of firmness and suppleness. "What are you doing?" Grace frowned in anger and embarrassment. "Sorry, it wasn't on purpose. The car suddenly stopped, and I lost my balance, so …" Dustin felt awkward. "How long are you going to touch me? Get your hands off me!" Grace yelled."I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Dustin was so shocked he retracted his hands immediately. Sure enough, being too tired would only lead to delayed reactions. "What's going on outside?" Grace asked in a slightly louder voice. "Your Royal Highness, someone has blocked the way," the driver replied. "Blocking the road at this late hour? Is it an assassin?" Grace was the first to get out of the car. Dus
"If I insist on going home?" Dustin's expression grew cold. "We're just following orders. I hope you won't make things difficult for us." Neville stood still, not making any indication to move. The Silver Armor Army behind him also looked at them with burning gazes. Based on the grand scene, it appeared Dustin would be forcibly taken there if he refused to go. "Your Highness, since they're already here, there's no harm in going. Having another friend is always a good thing." Grace gently nudged Dustin as a reminder.This wasn't the time to be stubborn. No matter how tired he was, he had to endure it. After all, it would be a clear lack of courtesy if he agreed to visit Tristan but refused to visit Matthias.With Matthias' personality, there was no saying what he would do."Fine, please show the way, General Elrod." Dustin took a deep breath, holding in his temper. While he wanted to refuse them flatly, it would trigger a chain of problems afterward. "Thank you, Your Hi
Upon hearing Dustin's ambiguous answer, Matthias narrowed his eyes and chuckled. "Logan, my old friend," he said, "let me be honest with you. I'm just a warrior. I'm skilled in combat but inexperienced at being a crafty politician. "I'm especially bad at getting hold of information and have much to learn from Tristan. That is why there are not many things that I am fully aware of." "I see."Dustin nodded and continued with a smile, "Actually, His Majesty and Prince Tristan didn't discuss anything important with me. They just wanted to catch up since we haven't met in so long."Matthias' expression hardened, clearly displeased with Dustin's answer.A bearded military officer next to him shot up in anger, rebuking, "Rhys! What do you mean by catching up? Do you take His Royal Highness as a fool? I'm going to take you down!" As he spoke, he looked like he was about to draw his sword."Show some respect!" Matthias glared at him and scolded, "Logan is the Crown Prince of West
"Matthias …" Seeing the situation turn unfavorable, Grace was about to speak up. However, Dustin spoke first, "I would appear rather ungrateful if I didn't show my appreciation for your generosity. Very well, I'll accept all these treasures!""Huh?" Grace was stunned and swallowed back her words. What was going on? What was Dustin thinking? First, he accepted Tristan's gift, promising to back him in the shadows, and now he was accepting Matthias' treasures without hesitation. What an opportunist! Was the West Lucozian Crown Prince that weak against temptations? "Hahaha ... Great! You're really candid!" Matthias laughed heartily when Dustin agreed. "Guards! Pack up everything here and send them to Logan's residence later!""Thank you for your generosity, Prince Matthias!" Dustin bowed in gratitude."It's nothing." Matthias chuckled. He then changed the subject, "But speaking of which, did Father really not bring up anything special during your conversation?"Hearing th
Matthias fixed his gaze intently on Dustin, his expression brimming with enthusiasm and anticipation. He had only intended to obtain crucial information from Logan, but he didn't expect him to hold such significant influence that directly affected his father's decision.In other words, Logan played an equally important role in determining whether he could ascend to the throne. This realization brought him immense joy."Your unparalleled courage and outstanding military achievements make you most fitting for the throne. However, the final decision ultimately lies in His Majesty's hands. I can only offer a suggestion," Dustin explained."That's fine. I'm satisfied as long as you give me your full support!" Matthias exclaimed excitedly."With your generosity and our shared camaraderie, I will definitely endorse you as the next King," Dustin stated."Excellent! I can rest easy with your assurance." Matthias laughed. "Logan, from today onwards, you are my true brother. If you ever
"So, that's your plan." Grace was slightly surprised, finally understanding Dustin's behavior. It was just as Dustin said, declining Tristan's and Matthias' invitations would undoubtedly anger them, leading to unnecessary trouble. On the contrary, if he could please both princes and keep them happy, it would not only be advantageous for him but also prevent conflicts. While Dustin might appear greedy on the surface, Grace had to admit that his approach was the most sensible solution. After all, it was wiser to not take sides and offend either party. "Well, I'm in a difficult position too. If I had a choice, do you think I'd willingly accept these treasures? They're like hot potatoes and represent a heavy responsibility. But for the greater good, I have to make sacrifices," Dustin explained, shaking his head. "Next time, wipe that smirk off your face before saying something similar," Grace said, rolling her eyes at him. Dustin's shamelessness knew no bounds. Despite gaining
"All these money offers are exhausting me!" Dustin sighed heavily, wearing an expression of helplessness. Every cell in his body was exhausted. Why was it so difficult to get a good night's sleep?"Logan, long time no see!" While Dustin and Grace were whispering to each other, a young man dressed lavishly approached them, accompanied by an imposing entourage. The man had a dignified and graceful demeanor. When he smiled, it was like a breath of fresh air. This man was none other than Dragonmarsh's third prince, Nathaniel Linsor. "It's been ten years. You look amazing as ever, Logan," Nathaniel greeted him warmly as if finally meeting a long-lost friend. He continued, "I remember we used to hunt together back when we were kids. But my aim left much to be desired compared to yours." "Long time no see, Your Royal Highness." Dustin forced a smile."Hello, Nathaniel," Grace greeted him. "Oh, Grace, you're here too? That's great. Both of you can come over to my place for a vi
Nathaniel and Grace were much more refined compared to Dustin, who was wolfing down his food. They savored each bite and ate in moderation. Half an hour later, Dustin finally had his fill. His previously flat belly was now protruding, and he couldn't have been more satisfied. After the last sip of wine, Dustin couldn't help but let out a long, satisfied burp. At this point, a good nap would be perfect. Suddenly, Dustin felt himself feeling more tired. That meal had left him even sleepier. "Logan, are you satisfied with your meal?" Nathaniel asked with a smile."Absolutely. I had a feast today with you serving up rare delicacies." Dustin looked extremely satisfied. Everything tasted good to him when he was hungry. "That's good." Nathaniel nodded, the smile still on his face. "Logan, if I may ask, why were you wandering around so late at night instead of resting? A lot has happened today, and there are checkpoints both inside and outside of Oakvale. You need to be carefu
After a night of chaos, some of the Red Legion's members were killed, others were captured, and the entire force had been wiped out.But the fallout didn't stop there. The Prescott estate was also raided. All embezzled wealth was confiscated, and those found guilty were thrown into prison.Anyone connected to the Prescotts was placed under house arrest and subjected to rigorous investigation.And the man behind it—Warrick—had become the kingdom's most wanted fugitive.Until he was captured, Celestria remained under lockdown. Major roads were sealed off, and patrol teams scoured every corner to ensure Warrick had no way out.Austin's crackdown sparked outrage among senior officials who didn't know the full story. They voiced their dissatisfaction, with some even gathering outside the castle gates in protest. They stomped their feet in outrage, just short of openly cursing him.To them, Warrick had made great contributions to the nation. Even if he had committed crimes, he didn't d
Austin's words were calm and almost casual. Yet, they struck like thunder and echoed in the hearts of the three assistant generals of the Red Legion.If they answered Austin's questions, there might still be a slim chance of survival. But if they refused, death was the only outcome.After all, who would willingly choose death when they had worked so hard to achieve their wealth and status? Yet, pride and dignity held them back. They didn't want to be branded as traitors.Now, they were caught in a dilemma. Which was more important—their honor or their lives? It was an impossible choice."You have ten seconds left. If you don't speak, you'll lose your chance." Austin's voice was utterly devoid of emotion.His words seemed to pierce their souls, and the three Red Legion assistant generals broke into a cold sweat.As the countdown neared its end, Auron finally couldn't hold back. "Your Highness! I'll talk—I'll tell you everything."Dropping to his knees, he scrambled forward and wa
Axel swallowed hard, shock written all over his face. He had always known the Draken Guardians were formidable, but he had never expected them to be this lethal.He had pushed himself to his limit just to hold his own against Connor and Dave, only to end up seriously wounded. Yet, when the Draken Guardians arrived, they wiped them out—along with several dozen Red Legion soldiers—without losing a single man.If Axel hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the Red Legion, a force renowned for its elite soldiers, could be so easily crushed. Or perhaps it wasn't that the Red Legion was weak, but that the Draken Guardians were far stronger than anyone had imagined.Even their most ordinary members were strong enough to become a mighty general. As for those at the level of captain, their strength was far beyond Axel's. The lethality of a team made up of such skilled experts had reached the point of being an overwhelming force."Mr. Cruz, please arrange some
"Damn it! This punk's tougher than I thought. We're in real trouble if this keeps up," Connor said, swinging his twin blades relentlessly. Every strike was aimed at Axel's vital points.But Axel was quick. He weaved in and out of reach and avoided direct confrontation. It was obvious he was just stalling for time."Sir Prescott should be far enough by now. There's no point dragging this out. Let's fall back."Sensing the futility of their efforts, Dave considered retreating. He didn't fear death, but he wasn't about to waste his life for nothing.Since Warrick had escaped, their interception mission was also completed."You guys hold him off. The rest of you, fall back with me."Connor was decisive. Realizing they weren't making any progress, he quickly ordered a retreat and left a few decoys behind to buy time.They had barely run a hundred yards when a wave of soldiers suddenly appeared at the alley's entrance. Hundreds, maybe even thousands, filled the narrow space and comple
"This punk's a real pain in the ass!"Connor glanced over his shoulder and noticed Axel was still hot on their trail.The squad he had sent to intercept Axel was completely outmaneuvered, and they couldn't get anywhere near him.To Connor's dismay, Axel kept shooting off signal flares as he pursued them. Each flare gave away their position. At this rate, it didn't matter which direction they ran—they were bound to be intercepted."Connor! Dave! Make a move and swat that damn fly," Warrick ordered decisively."If we leave, who's going to protect you?" Connor hesitated.Warrick was in bad shape. Without them guarding him, a single attack from an expert could be fatal."If you don't take out that fly, I'll be in even more danger. Get moving now!" Warrick snapped."Yes, sir!"Connor and Dave exchanged a glance before splitting up with their squads to surround Axel.They both knew what was at stake. If they didn't take Axel down quickly, their entire force would be stranded and do
"Kill them all!"At Warrick's command, the Red Legion charged without hesitation. Blades flashed as they stormed toward the elite enforcement unit.This time, nearly a thousand Red Legion soldiers arrived. With their sheer numbers, they launched a pincer attack from both flanks, leaving the enemy with no way to fend it off."Form the Shield Formation!" Axel shouted upon seeing the dire situation. His men immediately sheathed their blades and raised their shields to form a defensive line. Their pursuit had cut them off from the main force. Since they were up against an enemy ten times their size, forming a defensive line was their best option.If they could stall for even a moment, reinforcements from the castle would arrive, and the tide would turn in their favor. Once that happened, the thousand-strong Red Legion would be the ones on the defensive.After a brief charge, the two forces collided.Warrick had personally trained the Red Legion. He selected only the most loyal and
Axel had no time to hesitate. He lunged forward and grabbed the overturned Dragon-Binding Net. Then, he used every ounce of his strength to pin Warrick down again."Get over here! We have to keep him restrained."As the net strained under Warrick's sheer power, Axel let out a roar and pushed his cultivation to the limit. His veins bulged and blood pounded in his ears. He threw every last bit of strength into holding Warrick down.For now, he managed to pin Warrick down, but the elite enforcement unit on the other side wasn't faring well. Warrick thrashed wildly, sending more than a dozen men swinging through the air. Some slammed into trees, while others crashed into walls. Within moments, the Dragon-Binding Net flipped over again.Several elite enforcement units tried to rush in and help, but they barely got close before getting hit by their own airborne comrades and sent flying.Against Warrick's Divine Strength, they were utterly outmatched. The regular guards didn't stand a
If Warrick had been at his peak, Axel might have been more cautious. But with Tranqurin coursing through his vein, Warrick had barely a fraction of his usual strength left. His power was still fading, and Axel wasn't about to waste the opportunity. He had to capture Warrick while he had the chance."Get the hell out of my way!"As the enforcers closed in, Warrick let out a furious roar and slammed his massive fist into the floor.With a loud explosion, the earth shook violently. The ground within dozens of yards cracked and caved in, splitting apart like a spiderweb. A powerful shockwave tore through the air, sending dirt flying and walls shattering. The entire meeting room collapsed into ruins.The elite enforcers, caught in the blast, were flung backward like ragdolls. They crashed to the ground, disoriented and battered. Even Axel was thrown back more than ten yards.Warrick panted heavily, his face pale and drenched in sweat. Forcing his internal energy into action had only
Austin's words were strong and commanding, each one landing like a thunderclap.Warrick felt the weight of his presence. His brow furrowed for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. He glanced at the so-called evidence on the floor, showing no sign of panic or guilt. Instead, he said indifferently, "Your Highness, these dead men were nothing more than ants. Is this really worth making such a fuss over? I doubt you haven't killed anyone before."As the old saying went, the higher one climbed, the heavier one's purse. Warrick had clawed his way up, risking his life at every step for the sake of rising above the masses. Everyone had their own desires—some sought fame, others fortune. Some were greedy for money, some for power, and others reveled in the adoration of the masses. To achieve those things, one inevitably had to engage in shady dealings. It was an unspoken rule among officials, and Warrick saw nothing wrong with it."Ants?" Austin sneered. "Without these 'ant