At 10 a.m. the next day, the scene was set at the High Street Cafe, just like the day before. The same elegant room on the ground floor, the same Infiniti sedan with its bulletproof charm parked outside. Today, though, Ladonna Nagorski was not alone; her brother Raimundo was with her."Mister Kane,
"Your Lordship."The mood was tense inside the Mercedes-Benz. Green Dragon spoke in a hushed tone, "Forgive my boldness, but the move the Nagorski siblings pulled... It's straight out of the Holy Jade Amulet's martial playbook."Alexander, seated beside him, gave a slow nod of acknowledgment.Whethe
Elsewhere, in Mikasa City's Cherry Blossoms Inn.In a room on the fourth floor, Alexander and the Green Dragon sat facing each other. They dissected the Nagorski siblings' tactics, including their encounter with the semi-Empyrean 'Cirantaka' at the Beachfront villa.It was clear that their edge came
The following day, around noon, on the northwest coast, the sandy shores of North Sea Island were the stage.Takuya had gone all out, erecting a makeshift pavilion on the beach. A white canopy was draped to create a cozy nook, and a table was set up complete with all the fixings. He and Iacapo sat i
Elsewhere.Alexander's bulletproof Mercedes-Benz tore down the coastal highway of North Sea Island, a blur against the ocean backdrop."Your Lordship?"The Green Dragon Duke of War, seated in the back, peered out at the swiftly passing landscape, a hint of confusion in his voice. "Are we heading tow
At the Dourado family's serene hot spring retreat, Takuya and Iacapo sat facing each other at the end of a quaint wooden bridge, idly fiddling with a calligraphy brush, their eyes occasionally betraying a hint of lethal intent."Grandfather," Iacapo began, casting a brief look at the nearby springs
Alexander did not flinch at the ambush. As the shadows emerged, his inner power roared to life, and he launched a powerful punch.With a thunderous boom, the figures, swift but not deadly, were sent reeling back. They uttered a surprised "eh" and zipped back into the hot spring, water droplets flyin
The Trump Card…Takuya could not afford to hesitate. Gritting his teeth, he bit down until blood spurted out, staining his brush crimson. With swift strokes on the yellow talisman, he conjured a blood-red effigy, an eerie blood specter.That bizarre power, drawn from the Holy Jade Amulet, surged thr