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Robin watched Rosalie’s pained smile as she stood amidst the sea of flames. His lips twitched slightly, but the words stuck in his throat never made it out.
Amber stared blankly at Rosalic, who was being slowly consumed by the fire. The tears stopped rolling down her face as she froze, stunned and overwhelmed.
Even so, her hands still clutched Robin’s shoulders tightly, as if she couldn’t make sense of
hat was happening.
“Robin, you…” Shirley murmured, forgetting her earlier anger and fear.
She was at a loss for words as Rosalie’s image grew more distant, her smile etched into Shirley’s mind.
Several times, Shirley tried to persuade Robin to step in and help, but the words wouldn’t leave her lips.
“Mr. Ramsey, please … save Rosalie! She’s a pitiful soul too!” Piper ran up to Robin, pleading desperately.
Robin shook his head coldly. “I have no reason to save her.”
“She was just driven to this by the cruel reality of her life … I’m begging you, please save her …
Piper sobbed, her voice trembling.
“That doesn’t excuse her for slaughtering innocent people!” Robin snapped, shaking Piper off him.
Left with no other choice, Piper fell to her knees. She cried out toward Rosalie, who was slowly disappearing into the fire. “Rosalie! It was all my fault before! I shouldn’t have treated you that way … Please forgive me! In the next life, I promise I’ll never do this to you again!”
By then, Rosalie had already been reduced to ashes, unable to hear Piper’s regrets or sorrowful apology.
“There is no next life,” Robin said coldly, casting Piper one last glance. Then, without hesitation, he turned to Shirley, Amber, and the others. He motioned for Ferell to escort them all out to the car parked outside the villa so they could rest.
The grand, eerie hall of the villa emptied out, leaving only Robin and Kennedy behind.
“Twenty years ago, who sent you the message that led you to Dragon Manor in Brighton?” Robin’s voice was calm, but each word landed like a knife.
Kennedy stared at Robin in shock, his face pale under the glaring lights in the hall. The brightness made it impossible for him to clearly see Robin’s expression, but he knew the danger lurking beneath those words.
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“I don’t know what you’re talking about …” Kennedy said firmly, shaking his head.
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Robin didn’t respond. Instead, he pulled out a thin silver needle and carefully wiped its tip clean with a damp tissue.
“Talk, I’ll make it quick for you if you cooperate. Otherwise, the parasites you raised yourself will devour you piece by piece until you die,” Robin said, his voice ice–cold.
“You… who the hell are you?” The eerie silence in the room sent a wave of unease through Kennedy.
He instinctively tried to stand up, but his limbs were completely severed.
All he could feel was the excruciating pain ripping through his body.
There was nothing else he could do.
“I’m the enemy you can never forgive!” Robin grabbed Kennedy by the hair and drove the silver needle forcefully into the sides of his neck.
But that wasn’t the end.
Robin slowly pushed the needle deeper, extending it further toward the base of Kennedy’s pressure point.
A sudden, seizure–like dizziness washed over Kennedy, making him feel as if his entire body was on the brink of collapse.
“Stop! What are you doing to me? You monster!” Kennedy screamed, his voice cracking with pain and terror.
Robin didn’t answer. Calmly, he wiped his clean hands with a damp tissue, stood up, and took a ceramic parasite jar handed to him by a blue–clad guard.
“Kennedy, have you ever tried this yourself?”
“What if I let the brain–eating parasites you bred crawl into your skull? Let them slowly chew through your brain’s neurons, cells, and all its tissue, piece by piece. Do you think you’d finally answer my questions then?
“Since you’ve wasted so much of my time, why don’t we run an experiment? Let’s see if your little pets are as powerful as you claim.
“From what I’ve heard, you paid a fortune to buy this mother parasite from the Dark Night Alliance headquarters, didn’t you?
“The rumors say it’s extremely effective.
“According to the records, these parasites work slowly–about a hundred of them can eat
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“I’d bet you’ll be dead from the pain long before that.”
He smiled, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. “I’m curious. Let’s find out.”
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Kennedy stared in horror as Robin opened the parasite jar and began skillfully controlling the mother parasite.
Before he could react, hundreds of black parasites swarmed along the silver needle and
rrowed straight into his head.
“How … how do you know how to control the mother parasite?” Kennedy gasped, his voice trembling.
Seeing Robin handle the parasite with such precision, commanding the ravenous creatures to invade his brain, filled him with utter disbelief.
A searing, soul–crushing pain exploded from his brainstem, radiating through his entire body like wildfire.
Robin let out a cold, disdainful snort. “Trash like this? I’ve never bothered with it.
“Using it on you today is nothing more than giving you a taste of your own medicine.
“I’ve mastered parasite techniques far beyond anything you could even dream of. Techniques that your so–called ancestors of the parasite arts couldn’t comprehend.
“The mother parasite control technique you spent your entire life perfecting? It’s nothing more than a petty trick in the world of parasite arts.
“Parasites were originally raised to treat illnesses and save lives. But garbage like you turned them into tools to harm people.”
He tossed the parasite jar to the blue–clad guard, then fixed his cold, unyielding gaze on Kennedy, who was drenched in sweat and trembling from the agony.
“I don’t have time to discuss the history of parasite cultivation with you. Answer me! 20 years ago, during the Dragon Manor massacre–who sent you the message?”
The villa’s grand hall echoed with Kennedy’s guttural, heart–wrenching screams. “Please! Please make them leave my brain!”
“No chance! It’s too late for regrets now. You’ll die in agony, slowly and painfully.
“And if you still refuse to talk, these parasites will chew even deeper into your brain, piece by piece.
“Celeboad keen quiet. I don’t have time to waste on experiments with you.”
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Kennedy’s eyes filled with desperation. He began slamming his head against the floor in a frantic attempt to end the torment. “I’ll talk! I’ll talk!” he cried out, choking on his own
screams.
“Back then… I received the message from the Dark Night Alliance. They told me there was a legendary ancient relic hidden at Dragon Manor.
“I knew there was a risk I’d be hunted down by the Dragon Lord and the Young Lord Dragon’s
men …
ut at the time, I was desperate to expand the Poison King Sect. I decided to gamble and went to Dragon Manor myself.
“When I arrived at Dragon Manor, I discovered that nearly a hundred dark world leaders from all over the globe had already gathered there. Everyone was engaged in a frenzied slaughter inside Dragon Manor.
“They all had the same goal: to find the ancient relic.
“It was agreed that whoever found it first would claim it as their own.
“So, everyone went mad, killing without restraint. We massacred every single person in Dragon Manor, yet none of us found the legendary relic.
“Later… we received word that Draconia’s top elite reinforcements were on their way to Dragon Manor. Only then did we retreat.
“After that, I went into seclusion, not just to cultivate my powers but also to avoid Draconia’s pursuit.
“But… for 20 years, no one has ever come after us for what happened.”
Kennedy’s gaze suddenly sharpened, fear flashing across his face. “Why are you investigating this? Who … who are you?
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“I heard … back then, there were a total of 37 people in Dragon Manor. We only killed 35. The Young Lord Dragon’s two children mysteriously disappeared during the massacre.”
Robin let out a cold laugh, his expression turning dark. “I am one of those two children.
Kennedy stared at Robin’s strikingly handsome face, his voice faltering. “You’re … the Young Lord Dragon’s youngest son?”
“That’s right,” Robin said icily. “Now answer me–was it you who delayed the reinforcements from the Seven Great Royal Houses by an hour that day?”
Kennedy opened his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a word, a streak of fire shot through the air and pierced straight through his skull.
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In an instant, Kennedy’s entire body was engulfed in flames, reducing him to ashes within seconds.
Robin reacted swiftly, leaping toward the villa’s main hall entrance.
But before he could reach the fleeing shadow in the distance, a sudden burst of crimson light erupted.
The shadow was obliterated, dissolving into a pool of blood.
bin frowned slightly, muttering under his breath, “Dark Night Alliance.”
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Robin stared at the pool of blood on the ground.
He knew this was the trademark technique of the Dark Night Alliance’s assassins.
If they couldn’t escape, they would take their own lives and vanish without a trace.
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It was becoming increasingly clear that everything the Poison King Sect had done over the
ears had been under the control of the Dark Night Alliance.
And the massacre at Dragon Manor? It was undoubtedly tied to them as well.
However, whether there was an even greater force pulling the strings behind the Dark Night Alliance was still uncertain.
Robin’s eyes darkened. If the clues were this obvious, Shadow would have already uncovered the truth long ago.
So why had Old Fred remained silent all these years, never moving against them?
What else was Old Fred hiding?
Was he afraid of something?
Robin clenched his fists. It seemed the time had come to pay a visit to Ugosea and track down the Dark Night Alliance’s headquarters.
Once there, every hidden secret would finally come to light.
As Robin left the villa, the two blue–clad guards set it ablaze, the fire quickly consuming the building.
Without hesitation, Robin and his group departed Poinegreen.
Once they reached the city center of Poinegreen, Ferell brought the car to a stop. “Ms. Dawson, this is your stop,” Ferell said as he turned back to Piper.
Piper, still lost in a daze, snapped out of her thoughts at his words. “I …”
She wanted to ask if she could go with them back to Harmonfield.
But when her eyes landed on Robin’s cold, detached expression and then shifted to Shirley’s downcast face, she knew. She could never be part of their circle again.
There are some things in life that, once lost, can never be reclaimed.
The door had closed forever.
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Stepping out of the car, Piper stood in the chilly night air, unsure where to go.
She had nothing now–no money, no home, no direction. All she could see in her mind’s eye was Rosalie’s devastated, hopeless gaze in her final moments.
“Piper, wait!” Amber’s voice called out as she ran toward her.
Ms. Jenning, is there something else?” Piper asked, her tone unsure.
Amber placed a bank card into Piper’s hand. “This is the payroll account you gave the company before. Ms. Dunn had someone transfer it back to you. There’s 100 thousand in there. Use it to sort your life out and plan for the future.”
Piper froze, staring at the card in disbelief. “Ms. Jenning, I … I can’t take this money.”
“Take it.” Amber pushed the card firmly into Piper’s hand. “This was Mr. Ramsey and Ms. Dunn’s decision. Goodbye!”
Piper stood frozen, watching Amber’s retreating figure. After a long moment, tears poured uncontrollably from her eyes.
Right then and there, all she wanted was to go back–to the way things used to be.
Back to the university days, she shared with Rosalie as classmates. Back to the time when they first joined the Dunn Group together.
If she could go back, she swore she would never make the same mistakes.
She would treat everyone kindly.
But-
But time was like a fleeting horse, rushing past, never to return.
Robin was right. There was no such thing as a next life.
The mere fact that she had crossed paths with them in this life was already a blessing. Why had it come to this? Why had she allowed herself to harm those around her?
As the wind whipped around her, Piper broke down in uncontrollable sobs.
Robin, Shirley, and the others disappeared from view as their car drove farther and farther away. Piper knew–there was no longer any place for her in their lives.
She bowed deeply toward the direction of their fading car. “Thank you … for the chance to meet you in this lifetime. Since there won’t be a next life, I will make sure to live this one well.”
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The next morning, at the Southmere International Convention Center, the grand hall bustled with activity.
The Southmere regional competition of Draconia’s Go Association Tournament was taking place.
This year’s tournament featured a total of 200 participants.
Inside the hall, the impressive sight of 100 simultaneous matches drew spectators‘ attention as the competition began with great fanfare.
At precisely 8:30 a.m., the first round of preliminary matches commenced.
The first round was a single–elimination match.
Players competed in rapid games, with each game lasting one hour.
By 9:30 a.m., the first round had concluded.
Out of the original 200 participants, only 100 remained.
The second round followed a challenge–match format.
The remaining 100 players were paired randomly through a draw. These matches were also played in rapid–game style.
After another intense round of fierce battles, only 20 winners emerged.
These 20 players earned the right to advance to Draconia’s national championship finals.
However, the top three players from the Southmere regional competition still had one last set of matches to determine their final rankings.
In the end, after three more rounds of finals among the top 20, the Southmere region’s top three champions were crowned.
At this point in the competition, the top three finalists each received their prize of 100 thousand.
However, there was still one bonus event left.
The top three finalists were granted the opportunity to challenge three elite Go masters from the tournament committee, as well as the president of the Draconia Go Association and its two vice presidents.
Anyone who successfully defeated one of the vice presidents would win a prize of 1 million.
Defeating the president would earn a prize of 5 million.
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The first two challengers who faced the Draconia Go Association’s vice presidents both failed.
But the third challenger surprised everyone.
Against all odds, they defeated both vice presidents in succession, advancing to the ultimate match against the Draconia Go Association’s president, Benjamin.
This final match drew the attention of everyone in attendance.
Even Benjamin himself was intrigued by this challenger.
After all, the two vice presidents under him were both professional ninth–level masters.
No one in Draconia had ever managed to defeat them both, let alone in a single session.
And yet, this challenger had done so within just 20 minutes, showcasing a level of skill far beyond anything Benjamin or the tournament committee had anticipated.
When Robin sat down as the final challenger across from Benjamin, all of Benjamin’s doubts instantly disappeared.
“So, it was you, Mr. Ramsey, who blazed through the competition and made it to this final match,” Benjamin said, his tone laced with both surprise and admiration.
Robin smiled faintly. “Mr. Shorts, I’m not here for the 5 million prize. I want to gamble for an answer instead.”
Benjamin frowned slightly, curious. “May I ask, Mr. Ramsey, what kind of answer you’re gambling for?”
“I want to bet on the unresolved mystery of a major case you handled years ago,” Robin said, his voice steady yet sharp.
Benjamin froze, his expression briefly stiffening. Then he lowered his gaze to the black–and- white Go board in front of him, lost in thought. After a moment, he nodded. “Since you’ve brought it up, Mr. Ramsey, I’ll accept the wager.”
Robin leaned back slightly and looked at the board. “15 minutes. If I lose, you may make any request of me, and I’ll honor it.”
“But if I win in 15 minutes, I expect you to deliver on your promise.”
Benjamin gave a polite nod. “Let’s begin.”
Benjamin had faced Robin before and had some understanding of his Go style. But this time, Robin played with an entirely different approach. He launched an aggressive and unrelenting attack from the very first move.
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In an instant, Benjamin’s positions were thrown into chaos, his formation falling apart under the pressure. This style was a stark contrast to Robin’s usual tactic of patiently waiting for the right moment to counterattack. Benjamin found himself caught completely off guard.
In less than five minutes, beads of sweat began to form on Benjamin’s forehead as he completely lost control of the
game.
He had never imagined that such an aggressive and razor–sharp playing style could exist. After spending decades mastering Go and perfecting his strategies, Benjamin had always thought himself an expert in both offense and defense.
But now, he found himself unable to even execute his usual moves.
Robin’s relentless, no–holds–barred approach shattered Benjamin’s formations before they could even take shape, leaving him in utter disarray.
By the seventh minute, the game was already decided.
Robin tossed his Go stone onto the board with finality. “It’s over, Mr. Shorts. You’ve lost this match, and not even a miracle could turn it around.”
The two vice presidents watching from the sidelines were left utterly stunned.
In all their years of studying Go, they had never seen anything like this–an unorthodox, unpredictable playing style that obliterated the legendary Benjamin with such ease.
“What … what kind of playstyle is this?” one of the vice presidents stammered.
Robin smiled faintly, his expression calm. “In every game, there’s one thing that no strategy in the world can counter.”
“And what’s that?”
Both vice presidents, as well as Benjamin, waited intently for Robin’s answer.
“Speed. No matter how refined, no matter how clever or hard–hitting a strategy is, it can’t hold up against pure speed. The strongest forces in the world all crumble when faced with it,” Robin said coolly.
Benjamin wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up.
Bowing deeply, he said, “Mr. Ramsey, I admit defeat–completely and wholeheartedly.
“Please, let’s speak privately in my study. I will answer all your questions today.”
Once inside the study, Benjamin instructed his two students to stand guard outside the door, not letting anyone disturb them during their conversation.
After closing the door, Robin got straight to the point. “Mr. Shorts, 20 years ago, during the
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“There’s one crucial question I need answered.”
Benjamin’s expression darkened as he furrowed his brows. He stood again and bowed respectfully. “Master Ramsey, I will answer truthfully.”
Robin gave a small nod. “On the night of the massacre, the Dragon Palace Token had already been issued.
“Why, then, did the reinforcements from the Seven Great Royal Houses delay their arrival by an entire hour?
“After your investigation, no explanation was ever given.
“What’s more, I’ve learned that after you submitted your investigation report to the higher- ups, it vanished without a trace.
“And three days later, you abruptly resigned from the Inspectorate. Why?”
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The study in the Cloudview Hall, located on the top floor of the International Convention Center, was oppressively silent.
Benjamin’s brow was tightly furrowed, his expression profoundly grim.
“Master Ramsey, I have never dared to forget what happened twenty years ago,” he began solemnly.
“The Dragon Lord is the anchor of stability. As long as you are here, no one would dare to covet even a shred of Draconia’s wealth or influencel”
“That’s why the tragedy at Dragon Manor caused such an upheaval among the higher–ups,” he added.
“An upheaval among the higher–ups?” Robin let out a cold scoff. “If that’s the case, then why have they stayed silent about it for the past twenty years?”
Benjamin sighed deeply. “Master Ramsey, your anger is understandable. But the truth is, the upper echelons of Draconia never gave up on investigating this case.”
“However, the situation involves certain sensitive issues, and as of now, no feasible solutions have been found to break through the investigative barriers.”
He paused before continuing, “Master Ramsey, let’s set aside the attitudes and methods of the higher–ups for now. Instead, let’s focus on addressing some of the key mysteries surrounding this case.”
“Two days before the incident at Dragon Manor, I met with the Dragon Lord.”
“At the time, the Dragon Lord was temporarily confined in Mount Valurian Dragonhold.”
“The decision to confine him there wasn’t for interrogation purposes. Instead, it was related to an issue that could potentially endanger the nation or even global interests—an issue tied to the Dragon Lord himself.”
“For his safety, the higher–ups decided to secretly detain him at Mount Valurian Dragonhold.”
“Coincidentally, on the very night of the Dragon Lord’s mysterious disappearance, disaster struck Dragon Manor.”
“The incident caught the upper echelons completely off guard. They intended to protect the Dragon–Lord, but they never expected such a calamity to befall Dragon Manor.”
“What’s even more puzzling is that, before the tragedy, the 100 elite Golden Dragon Guards led by the Young Lord Dragon mysteriously vanished at Southmere’s Mistveil Manor.”
“On the night of the incident, the Draconian leadership immediately convened all relevant departments to launch a thorough investigation.”
At the time, the head of the Inspectorate, Kai Fairlamb was gravely ill and unable to oversee the case. The responsibility was then passed on to me?
“The Dragon Manor massacre was far too complex to unravel in a short period. The motives and schemes behind it remained elusive.”
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“Based on the timing of the Dragon Token’s issuance, it should have been entirely possible to prevent the tragedy from occurring”
“Yet, when the disaster struck, the reinforcements from the Seven Great Royal Houses, despite receiving the Dragon Token, arrived an hour late.”
“What’s even stranger is that, despite special orders from the command center directing General Shivers and the Golden Dragon Guard to rush to Dragon Manor, they too faced the same hour–long delay.
“This simultaneous delay across eight forces left the command center deeply puzzled.
“They were desperate to understand what could have caused all the reinforcements to arrive one hour too late.”
“And in that hour, the tragedy at Dragon Manor unfolded.”
“In total, there were 37 people in the manor. Thirty–five were killed, and two young children mysteriously disappeared.”
“The two missing children were none other than Master Ramsey and Ms. Renee.”
“That particular detail from the past forced the higher–ups to suspect internal sabotage within the Dragon Palace and the Seven Great Royal Houses,” Benjamin continued.
“After the disaster, under orders from the top, I, along with a lieutenant steward from the Inspectorate, began interviewing everyone involved in the deployment of reinforcements from the Dragon Palace and the Seven Great Royal Houses.“.
“Their responses to why they were an hour late left me utterly astonished.”
“Every single one of them gave the same account, despite having no prior communication with each other.”
“The secret surveillance system maintained by Draconia’s leadership confirmed that, following the tragedy at Dragon Manor, there had been no exchange of information between the Dragon Palace and the Seven Great Royal Houses.”
“This consistency in their testimonies indicated they hadn’t colluded beforehand but were all describing the same events from that fateful night.”
Robin’s brow furrowed as he studied Benjamin’s deeply unsettled expression. “What exactly did they say?”
Benjamin shook his head gravely. “They all reported that the orders from the Dragon Palace directed them to gather at Dragon Manor at precisely 8:50 PM.
“The Dragon Tokens they carried had no errors, and the timestamps matched the Dragon Palace’s transmission records.”
“Dragon Tokens are rarely issued simultaneously. That night marked only the second occurrence of such a situation.”
“Given the urgency, the Seven Great Royal Houses immediately mobilized their elite forces and headed for Dragon Manor. They were familiar with the route, one that should have taken no more than ten
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“But inexplicably, a dense fog suddenly enveloped them as they departed that night.”
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“They spent nearly half an hour navigating through the fog, only to realize they had gone entirely in the wrong direction.”
“And yet, according to all meteorological records, there was no fog that night.”
“Still, everyone involved in the rescue mission claimed there was a thick fog. It’s a discrepancy we’ve been unable to explain.”
“By the time they turned back, the massacre at Dragon Manor was already over.”
Robin’s expression grew darker. “Have you confirmed that, before the investigation, there was no contact between the Seven Great Royal Houses and the Dragon Palace personnel on duty that night?”
Benjamin nodded firmly. “The surveillance records from the higher–ups show no indication of any coordination between them.”
“They’re highly sensitive to such breaches, and the security department conducted a thorough, covert investigation of anyone who might have had private interactions about this matter.”
“Even after an exhaustive search of verbal, written, and other communication channels, no evidence of collusion or contradictory accounts emerged.”
“After two full cycles of review, neither the Seven Great Royal Houses nor the Dragon Palace had any idea about the outcome of our inquiries.”
“The higher–ups were perplexed by the findings and worried about the possibility of hidden variables.” “Because of this uncertainty, they decided not to disclose the full results of the investigation.”
Robin let out a dry laugh. “So, the upper echelons are worried that revealing the findings could cause chaos–or perhaps they’re afraid the entire incident was orchestrated by a traitor within.”
“And because of that possibility, they’ve shelved the case?”
“Isn’t that approach irresponsible, even self–serving?”
Benjamin shrugged bitterly. “Master Ramsey, please try to remain calm. Things aren’t as simple as they seem. The leadership had to consider the broader implications when making their decision.”
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Robin shook his head with a dry laugh. “The bigger picture? Sure, I’ll believe that. Go on.”
Benjamin nodded bitterly, pouring Robin a cup of tea.
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“The higher–ups have their challenges. There are countless domestic and international relationships to navigate–far more complex than we could ever imagine.”
“With both the Dragon Lord and the Young Lord Dragon mysteriously missing, and the nation’s backbone, the Eight Great Royal Houses, in such turmoil, they were forced to tread carefully.”
“After thorough deliberation, the central leadership of the time decided to shelve the matter temporarily.”
“They wanted to avoid a potentially chaotic situation, so they classified the incident under the highest level of secrecy, locking it away in the national intelligence archives.”
“They also issued strict orders prohibiting anyone involved in the investigation from revealing anything about the Dragon Manor massacre.”
“If you hadn’t asked about this, Master Ramsey, I wouldn’t have said a word–not even on my deathbed. Revealing it could very well trigger an unpredictable disaster.”
“For the past twenty years, the Draconia leadership hasn’t uttered a single word about Dragon Manor. Their concern has always been that something might happen between the Seven Great Royal Houses and the Dragon Palace.”
“If that had occurred, we’d have descended into chaos long ago.”
“But now, it seems their worries were misplaced.”
“From what I know, these years of silence have only bred suspicion and division among the Seven Great Royal Houses.”
“Each house believes that someone orchestrated this massacre from the shadows.”
“They suspect someone exploited the absence of the Dragon Lord, the Young Lord Dragon, and the Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Soul, along with the gaps in communication between the Eight Great Royal Houses, to strike at Dragon Manor. The goal? To incite internal conflict and reap the rewards of the chaos.”
“But no one has come forward to voice these suspicions.”
“On the surface, each Royal House appears calm and unbothered.”
“In reality, they’ve been secretly investigating the conspiracy behind the Dragon Manor incident.”
“Yet, after twenty years, they’ve uncovered no definitive answers.”
“Master Ramsey, I know for a fact that neither the Dragon Palace nor the Seven Great Royal Houses have ever stopped investigating or tracking this case.”
“Afterward, I resigned from my position as Deputy Director of the Inspectorate. This decision was both my own and in line with the wishes of the Draconia leadership.”
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“I’m insignificant compared to the Eight Kings. Someone like me–low–ranking and lacking status–isn’t suited to meddle in high–level matters.”
“Still, I’ve never been able to let go of the Dragon Manor massacre.”
“That’s why, for the past twenty years, I’ve been secretly investigating it on my own.”
“This nationwide Go tournament? Placing a qualifying round in Southmere wasn’t a coincidence–it was intentional.”
Robin raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Southmere? Did you find something there linked to the Dragon Manor massacre?”
Benjamin gave a slight nod. “Not the full answer, but a clue. Back then, the 100 elite members of the Golden Dragon Guard, led by the Young Lord Dragon, vanished mysteriously at Mistveil Manor on Southmere’s western edge.”
“When I was investigating the case, there was a detail I noticed but didn’t document.”
“Those 100 elite soldiers were accompanying the Young Lord Dragon on a mission to Southmere’s borderlands. Their objective was to eliminate foreign drug lords who had infiltrated and killed our border troops and civilians.”
“But as soon as they entered Mistveil Manor, the 100 elites simply vanished.”
“One of the Twelve Great Warriors of the Dragon Soul, Franco Whalen, received a summons from the Young Lord Dragon and immediately rushed to Southmere.”
“After meeting with the Young Lord Dragon, General Whalen returned swiftly to Brighton.”
“It was only after Franco’s return to Brighton that the Dragon Token was orally relayed to Levi under the Young Lord Dragon’s command.”
“After delivering the order, Franco disappeared from Brighton,” Benjamin continued. “I searched for him for years, only to learn recently that he’s been living in a village near Mistveil Manor this whole time.”
“From what I’ve gathered, his life there hasn’t been good. He’s been bedridden for over a decade.”
“This time, I came specifically to meet him in person. I believe that once we find General Whalen, we might finally make some breakthroughs on the unresolved questions from back then.”
Robin glanced at Benjamin. “Mr. Shorts, when do you plan to leave?”
Benjamin checked the time. “I’ve been conducting this investigation in secret. I don’t want anyone else to know about it. I was planning to head out after the tournament concludes this afternoon.”
Robin stood up decisively. “Hand the tournament duties over to the vice president. I’ll go with you to Mistveil Manor right now. Let’s meet this Franco, one of the Twelve Great Warriors of the Dragon Soul.”
Ferell drove Robin and Benjamin to Mistveil Manor, arriving after an hour and a half.
The village lay on the outskirts of Southmere, nestled at the foot of the northern mountain range surrounding Mistveil Manor. The area was picturesque, with clear streams, lush greenery, and a serene
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In earlier years, the region remained undeveloped, with the villagers living a lifestyle decades behind the more prosperous areas of Draconia. However, in recent years, investors have taken an interest in the area’s natural beauty and began developing tourism projects. Most of these ventures didn’t last, but eventually, the locals found success running their enterprises.
Rumors suggested that beyond the legitimate tourism offerings, the area secretly hosted gambling dens, underground fighting arenas, and nightclubs. These activities brought in waves of visitors, transforming the once–tranquil village into a bustling, chaotic hub.
When they reached the edge of the village, Ferell stopped the car and approached some villagers to ask for Franco’s location. Strangely, the mere mention of Franco’s name made the villagers hurriedly walk away, unwilling to answer.
This peculiar reaction left the group puzzled.
“Mr. Shorts, how exactly did your sources confirm General Whalen’s residence here?” Robin asked.
Benjamin seemed equally perplexed. “Two years ago, someone I sent out reported that General Whalen was living here. Unfortunately, I couldn’t come to verify it at the time.”
He hesitated before adding, “To be honest, several factions have been monitoring me for years. I’ve had to maintain this appearance of inactivity just to evade their attention.”
“Among those watching me are likely members of the Seven Great Royal Houses and individuals involved in the Dragon Manor massacre. They’re following me to catch any sign of my investigation. I’ve had to tread carefully to avoid exposing myself or putting others in danger.”
Benjamin then pulled out a folded map from his pocket. “My source marked this location on a map. According to it, General Whalen resides at the northernmost edge of Mistveil Manor. Master Ramsey, take a look.”
Robin handed the map to Ferell. “Drive us there, following this address.”
Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the marked spot.
Before them stood a solitary, run–down hut.
Robin frowned at the sight. “General Whalen, one of the Twelve Great Warriors of the Dragon Soul, is living here?”
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Robin and his companions stepped out of the car, stopping outside the rickety picket fence surrounding the dilapidated thatched house.
Benjamin gazed at the scene before him, mumbling under his breath, “General Whalen was once so high- spirited. How could he have fallen into such a state? Could the information be wrong?”
Robin surveyed the surroundings. Compared to the other homes in the village, with their modern conveniences, this thatched house seemed decades behind the times. To put it bluntly, even dogs wouldn’t willingly stay in a place like this.
“Who are you looking for?” A woman in her fifties approached from the east. Her name was Serena Proctor.
She sized up Robin and his group, her gaze lingering on the luxurious military vehicle behind them. A mix of fear and suspicion flickered in her eyes.
Ferell stepped forward politely. “Hello, ma’am. Could you tell me if the owner of this house is named Franco?”
Serena looked puzzled. “This house belongs to my brother–in–law’s family, but my brother–in–law isn’t named Franco. Are you sure you have the right person
“Your brother–in–law?” Ferell hesitated. “Is he a local?”
Serena shook her head. “No, he’s not. He came to our village from elsewhere about 20 years ago and has lived here ever since.”
“Oh, what’s his name?” Ferell asked tentatively.
Serena shivered slightly before answering, “His name is Eliam Naillson.”
Ferell froze for a moment, then turned to Benjamin and Robin. “General Ramsey, Mr. Shorts, could we have the wrong place? The owner’s name is Eliam.”
Benjamin frowned and stepped closer to Serena. “Has Eliam always lived here?”
Serena nodded. “Yes. This was originally my sister’s house. When Eliam arrived 20 years ago, he had nowhere to stay, so my sister rented it to him. Later, they got married.”
Benjamin walked back to Robin. “Master Ramsey, could it be possible…”
Robin nodded thoughtfully. “It’s very likely General Whalen changed his identity to hide from pursuers.”
Benjamin turned back. “May we meet him?” He motioned for Ferell to retrieve a few gifts from the car.
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Serena glanced at Ferell’s friendly demeanor and nodded reluctantly. “He’s been bedridden for years. The room’s a bit messy.”
“Half a year ago, after my sister passed away, no one’s been around to take care of this place. I’ve been coming daily to check in and cook for him and his son. It’s truly pitiful.”
“Your sister passed away?” Benjamin stiffened, exchanging a look with Robin.
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“It’s fine,” Benjamin assured her. “This gentleman here a doctor. If possible, he can examine Eliam free of charge. Please, let us in for a short visit.”
As they approached the door, Serena suddenly stopped a wary look in her eyes.
“You aren’t with Zyon, are you?”
Ferell froze. “Who is Zyon?”
Serena studied his expression, seeming to sense he wasn’t lying, and exhaled in relief. “Sigh… My sister and her grandson were both harmed by Zyon’s people. Eliam’s son was beaten so badly he’s been bedridden for over half a year.”
It was only then that Robin and Benjamin–noticed traces of recent mourning in the house.
Robin’s expression darkened, and an intense, murderous aura surged from him, making Serena collapse to the ground in fear.
Realizing his outburst, Robin quickly restrained himself and helped her up. “Please don’t be scared. We mean no harm. Let’s talk inside.”
“You’re not with Zyon?” Serena asked, trembling all over
“We’re not,” Robin replied coolly. “Open the door.”
Faced with Robin’s commanding tone, Serena instinctively unlocked the door and shakily led them inside.
As the door creaked open, a foul stench hit them like a wave.
“I came to make food for Eliam and his son,” Serena murmured, her voice tinged with sorrow. “They’re both bedridden. Their lives have been so hard.”
“Where is Eliam?” Robin asked, ignoring Serena’s lament.
Serena froze, panic flashing in her eyes. “What are you planning to do?”
“Nothing much. I just want to see if Eliam is the person we’re looking for,” Robin said, his directness leaving no room for misinterpretation.
“You’re here for him? Please, don’t hurt us!” Serena’s voice cracked as she nearly fell to her knees.
“Just tell me where Eliam is,” Robin demanded, his tone icy.
Serena slumped to the floor in fear, pointing toward a dark, crumbling pile of straw in the corner.
“He’s over there. Please, he’s already in such a state–I’m begging you, spare him. I swear, Eliam has nothing valuable left. All the gold bars he brought back then were taken by your people long ago.”
Robin hesitated briefly. “Quiet. Speak only when I ask you something.”
Turning to Ferell, he commanded, “Carry him out into the courtyard. It’s too dark in here.”
Serena crawled toward Robin, clutching at his leg. “Please, I beg you, let him go! Eliam truly has nothing left.”
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Ignoring her pleas, Ferell approached the pile of straw, the smell intensifying to an almost unbearable level. Holding his breath, he carefully lifted a frail, bearded man in his fifties from the heap.
The man’s face was haggard, his body feeble, and his breathing barely perceptible.
Robin froze for a moment. “He’s been infected with parasites!”
“Mr. Shorts, is this General Whalen?”
Benjamin scrutinized the man’s face for a long moment but couldn’t discern his features.
Robin motioned to Ferell. “Shave his beard.”
Ferell unsheathed a short knife, prompting Serena to cry out in terror.
“Please don’t kill him!” she begged, her forehead nearly touching the ground as she knelt.
Ferell ignored her, swiftly shaving the man’s beard.
Benjamin stared at the now–clear face, his eyes welling with tears. “General Whalen! Master Ramsey, it’s him! This is General Whalen!”
Robin immediately knelt on one knee, gently supporting Franco’s neck. After a moment’s observation, he pulled out a set of golden needles and began inserting them into specific acupuncture points–the brow, temples, crown, chest, and more.
Within a minute, a plume of black smoke erupted from Franco’s head, followed by a noxious black liquid that oozed from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.
“You’ve killed him!” Serena screamed in despair.
Ferell stepped forward to calm her. “Relax. The General is saving him.”
Five minutes later, a faint cough broke the tension. Franco spat out a mouthful of black blood and slowly opened his eyes.
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Franco’s sudden coughing startled Serena, who had been crying moments earlier.
He had been silent for years.
She couldn’t help but wonder why Eliam was coughing now.
After the initial shock subsided, Serena shook her head bitterly.
She felt that the state Eliam and his son were in was worse than death–it was a living hell.
If not for her sister’s dying wish, Serena wouldn’t have bothered to help them every day.
In her eyes, this household was no different from a graveyard.
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But every time she thought about walking away, memories of Eliam’s kindness when he first arrived held her back. He had helped her family so much back then and abandoning him now felt too cruel.
Even so, she couldn’t deny the thought crossed her mind often–life like this was unbearable. Why did good–hearted people always have to carry such heavy burdens?
She could only grit her teeth and endure, waiting for the day when life itself would finally end her suffering.
In this cruel world ruled by the strong and heartless, ordinary people had no choice but to live humbly, swallowing their pride just to survive.
Either you became a hero, or you became a sacrifice.
To survive, one had to harden their heart, play the game, and keep going until the end.
Serena sat on the ground, lost in her despair.
When she looked back at Franco’s freshly shaven face, now streaked with black blood, she froze in
confusion and fear.
She instinctively crawled Robin. “What did you do to him?”
Franco’s body trembled violently, still unable to speak.
Ferell stepped between them. “Do not disturb the General!”
“General?…” Serena thought she must have misheard him.
But before she could dwell on it, the sight before her nearly made her faint.
From Franco’s mouth, nose, ears, and eyes, countless black worms began crawling out.
These worms squirmed in every direction, as if frantically searching for something.
But as soon as they touched sunlight or felt the breeze, they shriveled and died.
Both Benjamin and Ferell were left dumbstruck.
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What on earth was happening?
How could a man’s body and head harbor so many worms?
Serena collapsed onto the ground, her eyes wide with terror.
The horrifying scene continued for a full fifteen minutes.
Hundreds, maybe thousands, of black worms crawled out of Franco’s body and perished.
As the last of them emerged, Franco’s swollen body began to thin out, returning to a frail state.
Benjamin watched Franco’s transformation, his lips twitching involuntarily.
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Though he had long grown numb to the tragedies and cruelties of life, Franco’s condition struck a chord.
For someone to endure such unimaginable suffering for so long, what kind of inner strength must they possess?
Robin placed a ginseng elixir into Franco’s mouth.
Moments later, a faint light returned to Franco’s eyes.
His breathing steadied, and his gaze fixed on Robin. His lips trembled, but no words came out.
Robin nodded gently. “Your body is too weak right now. Don’t try to speak.”
Franco’s eyes grew brighter, his breathing stronger.
As he studied Robin’s face, his expression shifted, and suddenly, he froze.
His lips quivered violently as he gasped, “Young Lord Dragon?!”
Robin’s throat tightened, and he felt a lump form as emotion welled up.
He understood Franco’s shock at the moment.
Benjamin quickly crouched down, gripping Franco’s hand tightly. “General Whalen, it’s me, Benjamin!”
Franco turned his head to look at Benjamin, his eyes flashing with a mixture of astonishment and disbelief. His gaze then shifted to Ferell standing behind Benjamin, and the initial glimmer of joy in his expression gradually turned into confusion.
Robin placed another ginseng elixir into Franco’s mouth. Franco’s breathing became more stable, and his energy seemed to improve slightly. He looked at Benjamin, his lips trembling as he murmured, “Mr. Shorts?…”
Benjamin’s eyes welled up, and he nodded solemnly.
Franco’s expression softened considerably. He shifted his gaze back to Robin, only to confirm that this young man was not the Young Lord Dragon he had initially thought.
“Young man, who are you? Why did you save me?”
Benjamin stepped in to explain, “General Whalen, this is the youngest son of the Young Lord Dragon from
the Dragon Manor massacre twenty years ago!”
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Franco froze, his eyes wide as he scrutinized Robin in shock. It wasn’t until his gaze landed on the dragon- shaped jade pendant hanging around Robin’s neck that he exhaled in relief. “Master Ramsey…”
Franco struggled to get up and salute, but Robin quickly held him down by the arm. “General Whalen, your body is too weak right now. Formalities aren’t necessary.”
Robin’s tone turned serious. “I need to ask–what was your purpose in going into hiding here after the events of twenty years ago?”
Franco’s body quivered, and his eyes filled with a deep sorrow. “Twenty years… It’s already been twenty years?”
Benjamin sighed deeply. “Yes, General Whalen. It’s been two decades.”
Franco’s gaze lingered on Benjamin as he noticed the stark changes in his old comrade. Benjamin’s once dark hair had turned completely white. Back then, Franco was only thirty, and Benjamin, the Deputy Dean of the Inspectorate, had barely been in his early fifties. Now, they were both shadows of their former selves.
Franco’s cracked lips trembled. “Master Ramsey, under the Young Lord Dragon’s orders, I’ve been waiting here with the hundred Golden Dragon Guards from Dragon Palace. But there’s been no word at all in these twenty years. Where is the Young Lord Dragon now?”
Benjamin shook his head solemnly. “There’s still no news of either the Dragon Lord or the Young Lord Dragon.”
The light in Franco’s eyes dimmed instantly.
“I understand. Please, say no more for now,” Robin interrupted, noticing Franco’s weakened state. Glancing around the dilapidated room, he added, “This place is unsuitable. Let’s move somewhere else and talk.”
Franco hesitated, his gaze lingering on the room.
Robin caught the meaning in his eyes. “Is there someone else in the room?”
“Yes! Agustin is still inside,” a woman said, stepping forward. Her earlier wariness had faded after seeing Franco’s condition improve. Trembling with emotion, she approached Franco. “Eliam, you can talk now?”
Franco nodded slightly, his eyes turning to the room. “Serena, is Agustin still alive?”
Serena began to cry. “Eliam, Agustin’s wife and son were killed by Zyon and his men. Agustin himself was left crippled and has been bedridden for the past six months…”
Hearing this, Franco’s eyes flared with a sudden, murderous intensity. However, the rage subsided quickly, replaced by a deep weariness.
Robin’s thoughts turned to what Serena had mentioned earlier about Zyon. This Zyon had killed Franco’s daughter–in–law, Ashlee Beaufort, and grandson, Murphy Whalen, and left his son, Agustin, in a dire state?
“General Whalen, who is this Zyon?”
Before Franco could respond, Serena, her face filled with hatred, spat out, “Zyon is the tyrant of Mistveil Manor!”
“Six months ago, Agustin’s son Murphy was beaten to death by Zyon’s men. He was only two years old.”
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Robin slowly stood, accepting the wet wipe Ferell handed him. As he wiped the blood from his hands, he looked at Serena with a sharp intensity. “Tell me everything that happened that day. Leave nothing out.”
Startled by the fierce aura emanating from Robin, Serena instinctively flinched but nodded quickly. “Alright!”
“That day, Murphy went to the fields with Ashlee. While she worked, he played along the edge, chasing a butterfly that had flown past. He ran to the village road
“There, he saw a car parked by the roadside. Out of curiosity, he walked over and touched the car, leaving some dirt on it from his hands.”
“That car was brand new, bought by Zyon and his gang
“When they saw the mud on their car, they grabbed Murphy and threw him to the ground. His head struck a roadside stone, and he died on the spot.”
“When Ashlee arrived and saw what had happened, she was overwhelmed with grief. She grabbed a hoe and tried to fight them.”
“But Zyon, that devil, got in the car and ran her over, killing her instantly.”
“When Agustin returned from the city and learned what had happened to Murphy and Ashlee, he went to the local police station.”
“But the police claimed there wasn’t enough evidence and dismissed the case.”
“Desperate for justice, Agustin confronted Zyon himself, only to be beaten so badly that he was left crippled and sent home.”
Robin’s voice was icy. “Did the police follow up on this?
Serena shrank back, trembling. “The police wouldn’t dare get involved in something like this.”
“Zyon has the backing of Lord Southmere’s grandson, Kieran Shaw, from Brighton. They even warned us that if we tried to press charges again, they’d kill us all.”
“Because of that, no one in the village would even speak to us. My husband abandoned me and took our child away.”
“We’ve been cursed with nothing but misfortune. Agustin’s entire family has been ruined.”
Tears streamed down Serena’s face, but she continued. “Three years ago, when Agustin got married, he used two gold bars Eliam had left him to buy a plot of land from the old village chief on the eastern edge of the village. He built a new house there.”
“Half a year ago, even that house was taken by Zyon’s sister and her family…”
“Hold on,” Robin interrupted, rising to his feet. “Ferell, bring Agustin out. We’ll head to that house and talk
there.”
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Serena gasped. “General, that house is occupied by Zyan’s sister’s family now. They’re not to be trifled with
Robin sneered coldly. “It doesn’t matter whose relatives they are! That house, belongs to Franco. No one else has the right to live there.” He barked, “Blue–clad guards!”
“Yes, General!” Two shadowy figures in blue uniforms appeared before Robin.
“Anyone who dares block our way into Agustin’s house kill them on the spot!”
“Understood, General!” The two guards vanished as swiftly as they’d appeared.
Franco watched Robin, his eyes brimming with tears. For the first time, the hardened warrior who had faced countless battles wept. “Master Ramsey!“–
Robin helped Franco to his feet.
“General Whalen, you’ve served your nation and its people with valor and dedication. You deserve respect and honor.”
“For twenty years, you’ve followed Young Lord Dragon’s orders and hidden yourself in this wilderness. How can you let this filth trample over you?”
“The suffering you’ve endured–I swear I’ll make those scum pay for every bit of it!”
Franco dropped to his knees with a loud thud. “Master Ramsey! Everything I have, every ounce of honor I possess, was bestowed upon me by the Dragon Lord and Young Lord Dragon.”
“My decision to remain hidden for twenty years was my own. This is the faith of my family, the path we chose. No matter how much hardship I’ve faced, I have no regrets.”
“I will walk this path to the end, no matter how difficult it may be.”
“I don’t wish to tarnish your name or hinder your future, Master Ramsey. Please, don’t let an old, dying man like me jeopardize your destiny.”
Robin spoke coldly, “This is none of your concern!”
“My way has always been, that if I have an enemy, I make sure to take revenge!”
“Whoever dares to provoke me, no matter who they are, they will die!”
“You are one of Dragon Palace’s Twelve Great Warriors Whoever harms you is essentially declaring war on Dragon Palace and Dragon Manor!”
With that, he picked up the phone and dialed Eithan’s number directly. “Get to Mistveil Manor within the hour!”
“Master Ramsey, what is your command?” Eithan’s voice trembled on the other end of the line, clearly terrified by Robin’s icy tone.
Robin replied coldly, “I want you to come and kill someone!”
Serena had never seen anything like this. Her scalp tingled in fear.
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She couldn’t understand how the honest and simple Ellam could be associated with such a terrifying figure.
From their conversation, it seemed they were planning to take revenge for Jayleen’s family.
Serena, who had never left the mountain village, could never have imagined such thoughts of vengeance or murder.
At this moment, Ferell had already carried Agustin out
Robin squeezed Agustin’s limbs, then glanced at his sorrowful face, signaling Ferell to set him down.
Franco, seeing Agustin’s pale face, furrowed his brows deeply. “Master Ramsey, what’s wrong with Agustin? Can he still be saved?”
Robin, holding Agustin’s limbs, didn’t answer Franco’s question.
Suddenly, Robin grabbed Agustin by the ankles and flipped him upside down, delivering a powerful kick to his lower back.
The sickening sound of breaking bones followed, and Agustin let out a piercing scream before losing consciousness.
Robin laid him back down on the ground and then swiftly threw a silver needle at Agustin’s Eighteen Healing Nodes.
After about ten seconds, Agustin let out a long breath and slowly sat up from the ground.
Looking up at Franco, who was staring at him in shock, he asked in surprise, “Dad, you’re awake?”
Tears welled up in Franco’s eyes as he pulled Agustin into an embrace. “Agustin!”
Seeing this father and son, who hadn’t spoken to each other in nearly five years, finally able to communicate; Serena was stunned. At that moment, she couldn’t tell what was real anymore.
“Let’s go, get in the car!” Robin motioned for them to get into the vehicle.
With the help of Ferell and Benjamin, Franco and Agustin shakily climbed into the car on their own.
Following Serena’s directions, Ferell drove the car to a newly built tiled house at the eastern end of Mistveil Manor.
Two BMWs were parked in front of the house.
Young men were coming and going in the yard.
Ferell drove straight up to the yard’s entrance.
A woman in her thirties walked out of the yard.
Serena told Robin, “This woman is Zyon’s sister, Megan Shaw. She was also in the car when Zyon ran over
Ashlee.”
Robin looked at Agustin. “Would you dare to kill someone?”
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Agustin’s face turned pale, his lips trembling. “I…”
Robin opened the car door. “I order you to kill this wo
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Agustin’s face turned pale, his lips trembling. “I…”
Robin opened the car door. “I order you to kill this woman first! Get out of the car!”
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Agustin’s body trembled even more violently upon hearing those words.
To him, killing someone was an utterly terrifying act.
His mother was a kind woman from the mountains.
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Since he was a child, she had always taught him to be kind, patient, and to believe that suffering losses was a blessing.
For 20 years, he had never dared to harm others in the slightest.
Let alone hit someone or take a life.
That was something his mother had called an unpardonable sin while she was alive–something only a truly wicked person would do.
“Master Ramsey, I can’t …”
Robin looked at Agustin coldly and asked, “You don’t even dare pick up a knife to take down the enemy who killed your wife and children?”
“My … my mom told me that people who kill are unpardonable sinners, they’re demons … “Agustin stammered, his lips trembling, his eyes filled with sheer terror.
It was then that Robin realized Agustin, in his 20 years of life, knew nothing beyond the ignorant teachings of so–called sages.
What he possessed now was nothing but the mindset of an underdog poisoned by one–sided kindness and a distorted sense of reverence.
Faced with evil, tyranny, scoundrels, and injustice, how could he dare to resist?
How could he even think to fight for his most basic rights?
Even if his house was seized, his wife and children were murdered, and he himself was crippled, he still wouldn’t dare to cross that invisible barrier in his heart!
Since when has the world achieved peace simply through pure kindness?
Never!
Those hollow statements are nothing more than the lofty ideals of so–called sages cloaked in self- righteousness.
When facing wicked and shameless people, the only way to deal with evil is with evil, the only way to counter violence is with violence. Only then can balance exist in this world where the strong prey on the weak!
Some hypocritical moralist once said that if a vicious dog bites you, you should endure it and not stoop to its level.
But if you truly seek harmony and peace, when a vicious dog bites, it must be killed!
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Otherwise, kind people will never dare to hold their heads high, and the wicked will become even more unrestrained!
If there comes a day when living becomes more painful than dying, when every path forward is blocked, then to hell with kindness!
Because there is still one path left to take–the road to the afterlife!
When you take that path, make sure to take a few of these sc*mbags blocking the way with you.
That is the final road for every kind–hearted person with blood running through their veins!
Over time, only then will our descendants truly understand that to be born human is to learn respect and fairness.
Otherwise, the false beauty of hypocritical kindness will only lead to good people being unrewarded and bad people living in glory and ease.
“Take it!” Robin barked coldly, ordering Agustin to pick up the dagger.
“With this level of tolerance, you can’t even live like a proper person–so why the hell care about so–called unforgivable sins? If you can’t live, then what’s wrong with becoming a demon?
“As a son, a father, a husband, how can you retreat now? Take this knife and avenge your wife, avenge your son!”
Ferell directly shoved the dagger into Agustin’s hand and patted him on the shoulder. “Your wife and child cannot die in vain! And this house was purchased with the gold bars that General Whalen once exchanged
for his life and honor.
“If this world won’t let you be a good person, then be a demon! Kill her!”
Agustin trembled all over, instinctively gripping the knife. Under Robin’s command, he stepped out of the
car.
But as he faced Megan and her group approaching from the front, he immediately hid the knife behind his back.
His body, still weak from recovery, was too nervous to take a steady step.
If not for Ferell pulling him forward, he would’ve nearly collapsed to the ground.
Not far behind him, Franco watched his son with a cold expression. His eyes were filled with sorrow.
For 20 years, he had dared not let his guard down for even a moment, lest his identity be exposed.
He had lived entirely as if he were a mere drifter from the wilderness, blending into life in Mistveil Manor as though he possessed no abilities at all.
When it came to his son, he had refrained from teaching him even a single lesson, no matter how small, from childhood to adulthood.
It could be said that Agustin had grown up entirely under the influence of his mother’s ideals of kindness and forbearance.
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For 20 years, Agustin had been kind to others, never daring to argue or raise his voice.
No matter how much he suffered, he never fought back
Over the years, he had grown accustomed to silently enluring every hardship.
In his limited view, this was the way the world worked a terrible place by nature.
How could someone like him, a young man who had never left the manor or seen the wider world, ever muster the courage to kill for revenge?
Franco understood Robin’s intent.
Agustin was his son.
And Franco himself, 20 years ago, had been a battlefield legend, a fearsome warlord known as a god of slaughter.
This was a path Agustin could never escape from.
Killing someone and killing one’s enemies–was a trial Agutin had to face!
From afar, Franco watched his son in silence, saying nothing.
Though he didn’t want his son to follow this path, there was no choice.
This was the only way to survive for people like them.
“Agustin, what brings you here today?” Megan sneered when she saw Agustin approaching with a few thugs by her side.
She cast a glance at Robin and Ferell, who stood behind Agustin, and smirked. “Agustin, did you go to report us to the higher–ups again, huh?
“No problem! My brother and I already made a few calls. He’ll be here soon.
“It doesn’t matter which department you’re from–once my brother arrives, all of you will be kicked out!
“Hey, what are you doing? Stop right there!”
Then, noticing Ferell pulling Agustin closer toward the courtyard, her smile vanished. She pointed a finger at Robin and Ferell, then added, “I don’t care who you are or what department you belong to. My brother said no one is allowed through the gate until he gets here!”
Robin gave Megan a cold glance and turned to Agustin. “They killed your wife and child. Go and kill her.”
Agustin’s entire body began to tremble violently. He raised the dagger, his hand shaking as he pointed it at Megan. “I… I’ll kill you!”
“Hahaha …” Megan almost doubled over with laughter. “Agustin, are you putting on a show for me?
“Do you think you can kill me, looking like that? Go on, I’m standing right here–come and kill me!
Hahaha … ”
The men and women standing behind Megan burst into mocking laughter
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Agustin’s face burned with humiliation and rage. His eyes squeezed shut, and he let out a furious roar. “You stole my house, you killed my wife and child, I… kill you all!”
Megan was startled.
The laughter of everyone around her abruptly ceased as they stared in shock at the gleaming dagger in Agustin’s trembling hand.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Megan burst into laughter again.
“Agustin, are you messing with me? Come on, slash my face! Let’s see if you’ve got the guts to lay a finger
on me!”
Noticing Agustin’s shaking hands, she leaned her face closer to his, sneering disdainfully. “With that cowardly look of yours, even if I offered you my neck to cut, you still wouldn’t have the guts to do it!”
She scoffed and added, “Forget about slashing me with that knife. If you dare to slap me across the face, I’ll kneel down right here and call you Boss!”
The crowd behind her erupted in laughter, practically in tears as they pointed at Agustin, whose face was flushed red with humiliation. His entire body trembled uncontrollably. “Hit her, Agustin! Go on, hit Megan! Avenge your wife and kids! Hahaha!”
Smack! Suddenly, a sharp sound echoed.
Robin grabbed Agustin’s wrist and swung it forcefully, landing a resounding slap across Megan’s heavily powdered face.
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Megan was struck so hard by the slap that she fell to the ground, utterly dumbfounded.
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The laughter on everyone’s faces froze mid–expression as if a photograph had captured the moment.
Agustin stood rooted in place, staring blankly at his own stinging hand, utterly bewildered.
He couldn’t believe his palm had actually landed a slap on Megan’s face.
Though panicked, he couldn’t deny that the.sensation of slapping such a vile woman was incredibly satisfying!
It was exhilarating–almost like a revelation–that hitting someone so evil could feel this refreshing.
“You dared to hit me, Agustin?! I won’t let you get away with this!” Megan finally snapped out of her shock. She struggled to her feet, ready to lunge at Agustin.
Robin sneered coldly, “So what if he hit trash like you?” Turning to Agustin, he commanded, “Keep hitting her! Hit her until this b*tch lowers her head!”
Agustin, almost on instinct, raised his hand and slapped Megan again. He hesitated for a moment, but Robin pressed on, “Didn’t she say she’d kneel and call you Boss if you slapped her? If she doesn’t follow through, keep hitting her!”
“You… you dare to hit me?! I’ll make sure you die here today!” Megan shrieked like a mad dog, springing to her feet and reaching out to grab Agustin.
Startled by her frenzy, Agustin instinctively stepped back.
Robin shook his head and pointed at Agustin. “Let me show you how to handle trash like this. Watch closely!”
With that, Robin grabbed Megan by the hair and dragged her toward the iron gate of the courtyard.
Bang! A loud crash echoed as Megan’s head collided violently with the gate, leaving her forehead covered
in blood.
One slap, two slaps, three slaps …
Robin’s strikes landed mercilessly on Megan’s face, each one drawing blood.
He tossed Megan at Agustin’s feet like a rag doll. “Do you see this? This is how you deal with the sc*m who murdered your family!
“Keep hitting her! Don’t stop until this trash kneels and calls you Boss–then, and only then, can you consider it done!”
Agustin trembled violently, utterly horrified by the scene unfolding before him.
It was the first time he had witnessed such raw violence–violence he was part of.
The men and women gathered in the courtyard froze in fear, hearts pounding.
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Megan, gasping for breath, managed to summon enough strength to shriek at her group of thugs. “Kill them! Kill them all!”
The thugs, startled back into action, rushed to the rear ourtyard and returned wielding machetes.
But before they could make a move, two figures in blue uniforms–like phantoms–appeared in front of
them.
These elite guards moved with terrifying speed, their skill and precision far beyond the reach of common street thugs.
In a blur of motion, they cut down the first five thugs as effortlessly as slicing through melons.
The brutal efficiency of the attack sent shockwaves through the remaining thugs.
Seeing the blood–soaked scene, those who had rushed forward now scrambled back in terror, retreating as fast as they could.
Robin calmly took the wet wipe handed to him by Ferell and wiped his hands clean. He glanced at Agustin and said coldly, “Agustin, it’s time. She’s one of the main culprits who caused the death of your wife and son. If you don’t avenge them, you might as well stop calling yourself a man.”
Agustin’s long–suppressed fury ignited in an instant.
The images of his wife and son’s tragic deaths filled his mind, drowning out all hesitation.
With a burst of rage, he raised the short knife and slashed at Megan.
However, his swing lacked force, and the blade only managed to graze Megan’s face, leaving a shallow but bloody wound.
Megan screamed in agony and rolled onto the ground, clutching her injured face.
For the first time, the gravity of the situation dawned on her. These people weren’t here to argue legalities or seek some moral resolution–they had come to take her life.
She collapsed to her knees like a desperate animal, trembling and begging for mercy. “Boss! Please, spare me! I swear, it wasn’t me–it was all my brother, Zyon’s doing! I’ll move out of this house right now, I
swear!
“And I’ll compensate you! For occupying the house all these years, for what happened to your wife and son
I’ll give you two million as compensation!”
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Agustin froze, utterly stunned by Megan’s groveling.
These village tyrants who had ruled over them for so long were now kneeling before him, pleading for their lives?
Even Franco’s sister–in–law, standing nearby, was slack–jawed at the sight.
For years, the Shaw siblings had terrorized them at every turn. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine seeing Megan, who had always been so domineering, kneeling on the ground, offering to return the house and pay compensation.
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Megan pleaded desperately for two to three minutes, but Agustin was still in a daze. While holding the short knife that was still dripping with blood, he trembled uncontrollably.
This wasn’t just slaughtering–it was killing a person!
Robin slapped Agustin on the shoulder and said coldly Someone like her–no amount of kneeling or compensation can make up for what she’s done!
“There’s only one way out–kill her, and only then will our wife and son’s souls find peace.”
Agustin broke out in a cold sweat, his voice shaking, “Can’t I forgive her?”
“Never forgive those who kill your loved ones!” Robin barked sharply. “If you don’t act with cruelty, these animals will only get more brutal with you!”
Agustin closed his eyes, trembling, as he raised the knife again.
At that moment, four Mercedes SUVS roared to a stop.
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“Stop!” The screeching brakes of the vehicles kicked up a cloud of dust.
“Zyon! These bastards are going to kill me! Kill them!” Megan shouted with relief as she struggled to get up from the ground.
The knife in Agustin’s hand nearly slipped from his grasp in shock.
Robin gripped his wrist firmly. “Hold on to it!”
Franco’s sister–in–law rushed in front of Robin and Agustin, panic in her voice. “Zyon and the others are here! We need to leave now!”
Franco grabbed her arm. “Serena, get in the c. With Master Ramsey here, we’re fine.”
The leader of the Mercedes SUVs, a tall and menacing man, stepped out of the vehicle. He was none other than Zyon Shaw, the local bully of Mistveil Manor.
He was followed by a burly man, Gerrard Dion, Megan’s husband.
As soon as Gerrard saw his wife bloodied and battered, he clenched his fists and rushed forward.
Ferell stepped forward to block Agustin and Megan.
Gerrard’s eyes turned bloodshot as he drew a short knife and swung it at Ferell.
Bang! With a–muffled sound, Ferell kicked Gerrard’s leg
Gerrard immediately fell to his knees on the hard bluestone, his kneecaps shattering.
With a scream of pain, his powerful body curled up on the ground, writhing in agony.
“Zyon!” Gerrard cried out in distress, still yelling to Zyon and the others, “Kill these bastards!”
Zyon’s face was dark and grim. He scanned Robin and the others before glancing at the short.knife in Agustin’s hand, still dripping with fresh blood. He didn’t lose his composure like Gerrard.
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“Agustin, did you hit my sister?”
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Agustin took a deep breath, shaking off his previous fear. He had no time to be afraid anymore. Stepping forward, he said, “It was me who hit her, It has nothing to do with them!
“You killed my wife and son, and I will never forgive you!”
Turning to face Franco and Robin, he continued, “Dad, you guys can leave. Whatever I’ve done, I will bear the consequences.”
Franco froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled. “Good! You’ve got guts! How could I let you take the blame alone?
“Watch closely, I’ll show you how it’s done!
“As Master Ramsey said, when dealing with the enemies who killed your wife and son, you must repay blood with blood, and repay with violence!”
Franco picked up a knife from the ground and walked up to Megan.
Zyon was stunned.
How dare the honest and humble Franco act so boldly in front of him?
“Franco, you old bastard! If you dare lay a hand on my sister …”
“I’ll lay a hand on her. What will you do about it?” Franco interrupted. Before Zyon could finish, in front of the shocked onlookers, he ended Megan’s life with a single strike!
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The courtyard fell into an eerie silence in an instant.
Everyone stared in shock at Franco.
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For the past 20 years, Franco had always been frail, sickly, and silent. Now, he had killed Megan in front of Zyon.
And she was Zyon’s sister!
Zyon–perhaps people outside of Mistveil Manor didnt know him well–but everyone in the village knew that this bastard was a complete and utter devil. He was the tyrant of the village.
Anyone who offended him was doomed to suffer for generations.
What was going on with Franco and his son today?
Normally, everyone in the village would bully and humiliate them, even kicking them a few times without them retaliating.
But today, they had attacked the village bullies, Zyon and his sister.
Had they eaten some local counterfeit medicine worth 40,000?
This kind of ridiculously expensive local medicine, with such an effect?
Could it really push an honest person to make such an extreme move?
Franco’s daughter–in–law and grandson had all been killed by the Shaws, and Agustin’s new house had
been stolen.
Some kind–hearted villagers had long been unable to stand it, but no one dared to speak up.
Arguing with a bully like Zyon was tantamount to seeking death.
Not only did they have a group of thugs, but they also had support from people in the Royal Houses behind them.
A commoner fighting against such people was like an egg hitting a stone–suicide.
‘At this moment, the villagers who were watching finally took a real look at Franco and his son (who had always been known in the village by the names Eliam and August).
Franco, who had been bedridden for many years, was now standing strong in front of everyone.
What was even stranger was that Agustin, who had been paralyzed by Zyon’s men half a year ago, was now standing tall as well, radiating a terrifying, violent aura.
“Zyon, kill them!”
Gerrard, seeing Megan die under Franco’s blade, roared in anger.
He struggled to rush forward, but his legs had been crushed by Ferell.
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He could only writhe and crawl on the ground in a frenzy.
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Zyon’s eyes were also filled with shock. “Franco, you killed my sister. Do you know what you’re going to face now?”
“I never care about the consequences when I do things! Franco snorted coldly. “You should worry about yourself instead!
“Lawless, ruthless, reckless… just one of these could warrant the extermination of your entire family!
“You’re just a d*mn bug. Who gave you the audacity to threaten a general like me?”
“General?” Zyon chuckled. “Eliam, is your brain broken
“You’re a simple, honest country bumpkin, and you dare call yourself a general!
“I’ve been running things around Mistveil Manor for so many years, and I’ve never seen someone as reckless as you. Since you’re provoking me, today you’ll learn the consequences of offending me, Zyon!”
Zyon pulled out a short gun from his chest pocket, aiming it at Franco, Robin, and the others.
Before Zyon could even release the gun’s safety, Ferell suddenly leaped into the air, his leg wrapping around Zyon’s neck.
Zyon’s bloated face slammed hard into the stone–paved ground.
Ferell seized the gun from his hand and pressed it to Zyon’s forehead.
Such swift and precise movements left Zyon in a state of shock.
After a brief moment of panic, Zyon bellowed, “Do you know who I am? I’m the brother of Kieran Shaw, the young master of the Southmere Residence”
Ferell said coldly, “Kieran, that trash, is already dead.
“Daring to threaten a general of Draconia with a gun? Your whole family deserves to be wiped out!
“Even if the Southmere Lord himself came, you’d still die today!”
Zyon suddenly froze, his eyes widening in disbelief. “Who exactly are you people? You all keep claiming to be generals–do you want to have your heads chopped off? Let go of me, quickly!”
Before his words could even finish, a convoy kicked up a cloud of dust, speeding toward them.
Eithan and Kimberly, leading a group of people, quickly jumped out of their cars and rushed toward the courtyard entrance.
Zyon’s eyes lit up with joy, and he struggled desperately, shouting, “Mr. Eithan, Ms. Kimberly, you’re here!
“Look at these bandits! Even after I mentioned the Lord Southmere’s name, they still killed my sister! Sir, Miss, you must help me!”
However, Eithan and Kimberly ignored Zyon’s cries. In just a few swift steps, they reached Robin and bowed respectfully. “Greetings, Master Ramsey!”
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At that moment, the courtyard fell completely silent once again, not a sound to be heard.
The young master and miss of the Southmere Residence were bowing to Robin?
Zyon was completely stunned.
The actions of Eithan and Kimberly clearly showed that Robin’s status was far greater than theirs.
A sudden, deep sense of dread washed over him.
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After paying their respects to Robin, Eithan and his sister cupped their hands toward Benjamin. “Mr. Shorts, you’re here too?”
“Mr. Eithan, Ms. Kimberly.” Benjamin nodded, then turned to introduce Franco. “This is none other than Franco Whalen, one of the Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Soul!”
“General Whalen!” Eithan froze for a moment, then immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully. “General Whalen, I am Eithan Shaw, and my grandfather is Rhett Shaw. I have long heard of your great name!”
Franco gave a faint nod, his expression unchanged.
This scene left Agustin completely confused.
“Dad… they call you General Whalen? But… why have you always been enduring everything in silence?”
“Uhm–hm.” Franco nodded indifferently. “I’ll explain everything later.”
After a brief exchange of pleasantries with Franco, Eithan turned to Robin. “Master Ramsey, who should I kill?”
Robin pointed toward Zyon and his men. “All of these village bullies, bring them here. Don’t leave a single
one!”
Eithan bowed. “Alright, Master Ramsey!”
With that, he quickly commanded his subordinates to round up–Zyon and his entire group.
Zyon was stunned by the scene. “Mr. Eithan, I’m Kieran’s brother! When they were in the Southmere, I helped them make a lot of profits! You can’t just abandon me like this!”
Eithan snorted coldly. “Kieran is dead!
“Your relationship with them has nothing to do with the Southmere Residence!
“I’ve already looked into this on the way here. You seized General Whalen’s property and killed his daughter–in–law and grandson. Any one of these crimes is enough to get you killed a thousand times over!”
Zyon stared at Franco in shock. “General? Mr. Eithan, are you making a mistake? He’s just a country bumpkin…
Eithan slapped Zyon across the face.
“A country bumpkin? You dare call General Whalen a country bumpkin?!
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“Have you ever heard of the legend of the Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Soul? Every single one of them is a figure of slaughter!
“You pieces of trash think you can bully General Whalen? Can you rob his property and kill his daughter- in–law and grandson?
“What the hell were you thinking?!
“Twenty years ago, General Whalen was awarded the rank of major general by Draconia’s military for his great contributions to the country and the people.
“You and your trashy bunch are nothing in front of him! You’re not even worth being ants!
“With General Whalen’s skills, if it weren’t for his deliberate tolerance, you and your animals would’ve all been dead by his blade a long time ago!”
