After a relentless effort to stay awake, Dustin's only reward was a piece of blue diamond. What a meager outcome. All three of them were princes, but why were they so different? Dustin decided it didn't matter, only wishing to head home and get some rest. "Prince Nathaniel, it's getting late. I'll be taking my leave first." Dustin excused himself. "Go ahead. I'll come to you when I need your help." Nathaniel nodded with a smile. Dustin and Grace left soon after a simple exchange of pleasantries. Back in the car, Dustin held the unremarkable pendant, shaking his head and sighing. "Grace, your brother is so stingy. How does he expect to win me over with just a pendant?" Dustin complained. "Nathaniel is a cautious man. He doesn't commit too readily until he's absolutely certain. He's already quite generous by presenting you with a fine blue diamond pendant considering his nature," Grace explained with a smile.In fact, had she not spoken up, Dustin probably would have left e
"Grace, there shouldn't be anyone else disturbing me tonight, right?" Dustin asked as he leaned back into his seat. The repeated disturbances had left him mentally exhausted. Each time he attempted to return home and get some sleep, someone would block his way, making him feel like a jumpy rabbit. Even though he was on the verge of exhaustion, he dared not close his eyes. He was afraid of being rudely awakened once he did, as that made it more unbearable. Dustin compared it to the feeling of being interrupted while in the middle of relieving himself."Why? Have you not earned enough?" Grace chuckled."Though making money is important, my life takes precedence. I'm truly exhausted. All I want to do now is sleep," Dustin said, rubbing his tired eyes."Don't worry. The only ones worthy of vying for the throne tonight were the three princes who approached you. My other brothers fall a bit short in various aspects and won't be joining in on the fun," Grace assured."Great." Dustin
"Now, imagine yourself lying on the serene sea, gently swaying with the waves. A soft breeze whispers by your ears, dancing through your hair."It was as if Grace's soothing voice was imbued with magic. After only a few words, Dustin drifted into a deep slumber, snoring loudly. "That was fast." Grace chuckled. She scooted over to Dustin and supported his head with her shoulder. At the same time, she held his chin with one hand to prevent him from suddenly falling. Their vehicle continued to move at a steady speed. However, instead of heading to Dustin's villa, it traveled to an unfamiliar place. …Dustin had a very long dream. In his dream, he stood alone on the battlefield as the corpses by his feet piled up like mountains, and the land was stained a bloody red. There was not a living soul in sight, leaving only a desolate scene. It was as if he was the only person left in the world. Everyone was lying in the pool of blood, including his family, his friends, and his enem
"Kill me?" Dustin frowned. "Was it someone from the Dragon Guard?" He and the Dragon Guard were now sworn enemies, so the remnants of the Dragon Guard would not let him go easily. "We're still not sure for now." Grace shook her head. "We were ambushed that night. However, I was prepared and already moved you to a different vehicle. Fortunately, everything went well.""It must have been the remnants of the Dragon Guard." Audible cracks could be heard as Dustin stretched lazily. He sighed, "Thankfully, you were quick-witted. Otherwise, I would have been in danger.""Since I brought you to the palace, it is my duty to keep you safe." Grace chuckled lightly. "Besides, you're now a key figure in the limelight. If anything were to happen to you, Dragonmarsh would be thrown into chaos.""Your Royal Highness, please stop putting pressure on me. I'm just a normal guy without grand ambitions. You'd better not place your expectations on me," Dustin said with a yawn.Even though he had
"What did you say?" Grace was taken aback, thinking she had heard Dustin wrong. "Honestly, I think you'd be great as Queen, and the King probably agrees. That is why, if you're interested, I'll represent the West Lucozian monarchy and back you fully," Dustin said with a smile."Logan, stop joking! It's not funny." Grace's tone grew serious. "I'm just a woman. I'm not qualified to sit on the throne. The monarchy would never accept me.""So what if you're a woman?" Dustin asked. He continued seriously, "Who said women weren't allowed to ascend to the throne? Queen Mary I is an example. "Even though you're a little younger than when she became queen, you still have space to grow. As long as you're willing to work hard, I don't see a problem." "Logan, I appreciate your trust in me, but the thought never crossed my mind. So, please abandon that idea," Grace refused firmly. Throughout history, there have only been a handful of queens. And even then, everything aligned perfectly f
After a hearty meal, Dustin took his leave. There was a pile of things he had to attend to after sleeping for two days and one night. Thus, he had to head back quickly to make arrangements. Before he got into the car, Grace suddenly called out to him. She warned, "Logan, the cards told me last night that you're not entirely out of danger now. You have to be careful.""Rest assured, I know what I'm doing. I'll get going now," Dustin replied as he nodded. His car took off in a haste. In the car, he called Natasha to assure her of his safety. Then, he proceeded to brief Adam and Scarlet about what had happened.He told them to prepare the Spanner family for the fight over the throne. Once the fight began, the entire government would be involved. As one of the ancient houses, it was simply impossible for the Spanner family to stay out of this. After an hour, Dustin was back at the mansion. Caitlyn was cooking while Cinna and Brooke were doing ink painting. With his eyes close
The Regal Court wasn't brimming with activity as it usually was. It seemed pretty deserted. It was even more so on the second floor since the entire floor was reserved. Outsiders weren't allowed to enter. After Dustin disclosed his identity, he led Cinna and Maximus upstairs. Meanwhile, only a man was seated in the VIP lounge on the second floor. He was dressed in all black, and everything about him was plain. His looks and physique were extremely ordinary, even more so for his demeanor. There was nothing unique about him. No one would pay any attention to him if he stood in a crowd. "Your Highness!"The moment he saw Dustin, he immediately knelt with one knee on the ground and lowered his head. "Who are you?" Dustin asked airily. "I'm Rodrigo, the prince's personal guard. When he found out that you were in trouble, he sent me over to assist you," Rodrigo stated with his head hung low. "His personal guard?"Dustin's gaze swept across the man and questioned him again
"Two weeks at least? The longest being one year? What happened?"Dustin was so stunned that he could barely react. There was a horrified look in his eyes. Although he resented Rufus, he was still his father. When he heard that he didn't have much time left, a wave of panic suddenly washed through him. With only a few family members left, he couldn't imagine how he was supposed to face Rufus' death if he was gone. "Is this news reliable?" Dustin asked in a hushed tone. He tried to keep his composure, yet his fists were clenched tight under the table. "Your Highness, not a lot of people are aware of it now, but it's definitely true. Even if the prince doesn't want me to tell you, I thought you should have the right to know," Rodrigo replied with his head hung low."The prince has always been healthy. Why did things suddenly turn out this way?""Throughout the past decade, the prince has been working too hard! Not only does he have to watch over West Lucozia to prevent the sa
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