Chapter 1250 The Might of the West Lucozia

Thaddeus found himself in a state of panic, drenched in cold sweat.

The Rhys family’s Kirin, the Prince of West Lucozia—this time, their Grant family had inadvertently stirred up a hornet’s nest!

“It’s over, it’s all over now!” he lamented.

Trent collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud, his complexion ashen.

Behind him, a group of high-ranking members of the Harmon family wore expressions of despair, filled with remorse.

No one had anticipated that Dustin’s true identity would be so formidable, bordering on terrifying.

The Grant family was indeed a powerful force, boasting vast influence and extensive connections. They had even managed to secure the attendance of the Minister of War and a delegation of dignitaries from Balermo.

Balermo region, they

family was, no matter how deep their roots ran, in the face of a colossus like

gap between the two sides was as vast as that between a dragon and a frog, entirely

Rhys family, Dustin possessed the power to obliterate the

Trouble was brewing.

might? How dare you challenge my brother? I believe you’ve grown weary of life!” Thorian

dropped to his knees, offering continuous apologies. “It’s my fault for not recognizing Your Grace, misunderstanding His Highness the Prince. Please, forgive me this

dignity, kneeling and begging for forgiveness, his forehead thudding against the

a way. But Logan Rhys was different. As the heir to the King of West Lucozia, he possessed

command, he had five hundred thousand troops from West Lucozia, the most elite army in the entire Dragonmarsh.

but to admit his mistakes and plead for

was the might of

“…”

Ironsides groveling on the ground, the onlookers were too stunned to utter a word. Even the mighty Minister of War had been reduced to a

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