January 2024

Though Julius was displeased, he dared not speak. While the two brothers continuously declined the throne, unwilling to become the Prince, the reality was that the throne could only be claimed by one of them. Julius was aware of this fact and dared not entertain improper thoughts lest he meet the same fate as Reagan. […]

“Huh?” The crowd was dumbfounded by Dustin’s response and exchanged perplexed glances. What was going on? The position of the Prince of West Lucozia was an immensely prestigious role, a supreme authority coveted by countless individuals. Based on previous successions, they had expected the two brothers to engage in a ruthless struggle for the throne.

Julius’ remarks attracted many sidelong glances. As the former Grand General of the Iron Stallion Cavalry, while his character was highly controversial, his capabilities were unquestionable. After all, he was only able to assume his current position through numerous hard-fought battles. If someone as charismatic and visionary as Julius similarly believed that Logan was the most

Rufus smiled. “No need to be so reserved. Today is a private gathering, and everyone here is part of the family. Feel free to express your thoughts openly. There’s no need to hold back.” “Since Prince Rufus has spoken, I won’t decline,” Adam said. He rose slowly, offering a courteous nod to those around him

Lincon’s statement drew many curious glances. Anyone smart enough could clearly tell that Austin had more supporters. Therefore, selecting Austin would be the wisest choice. As the brains behind West Lucozia, Lincon was seen as the strategic advisor of the region. It appeared rather unusual for him to go against the trend and support Logan.

For a moment, the people exchanged puzzled glances. While most of them were aware that Rufus wasn’t in the best of health, they believed he still had several years ahead of him. Rufus deciding to step down just as they had resolved all their issues caught everyone off guard. “Rufus, aren’t you moving this too

After handing out the treasure maps, Dustin and his team got to work and efficiently organized the Dragon Guard’s base. The base’s location was pretty strategic, hidden, and easy to defend. It gave them a tactical edge as it sat right on the border between two nations. It made sense to turn this stronghold into

“Exactly! Cinna took one misstep, and this is where it led him. His choices ultimately sealed his fate. Unlike someone in this room who still has a shot at redemption,” Austin remarked, casting a meaningful glance in Julius’ direction. Rufus actively discouraged killing their own kin, and Julius was Austin’s uncle. Without these circumstances, the

“Cinna, why are you standing there? Lost in thought? Come on, we need to find that treasure map!” Julius, his face contorted with frustration, unleashed it all on Cinna. “Okay.” Cinna promptly headed straight for the big alloy door. He took out Reagan’s severed hand and placed it on the central sensing area. The heavy

“Where’s the treasure map?” Dustin demanded. “It’s in Reagan’s underground secret chamber. I can take you there,” Cinna replied. “Underground secret chamber?” Austin narrowed his eyes and warned in a low tone, “Cinna, I warn you not to play any tricks. Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to get tough on you.” Secret chambers were usually equipped