"Be grateful that you were born into this family, for it has given those of you without talent an additional opportunity to choose from."
"Firmly rember this feeling, you are weak. If you aspire to sit in this position, you will face enemies just like ."
"They will not rely scold you as I do. To people like us, destroying you—is it any concern of yours?""
Everyone paused their breathing, feeling as if a great pressure weighed upon their knees.
Just as they struggled under the rciless pressure of the Duke from the Lionheart Family, they faintly heard two sets of footsteps slowly approaching them.
Soon, a housekeeper walked out ahead, looking perplexed at the scene, and directly said to the Duke:
"Your Grace, Baron Helois has arrived."
Everyone’s breathing halted, their gazes turning towards the direction of the two newcors.
"Let him in."
The Duke glanced at them and said coldly.
"Kael.D.Helois, the child of Anthony, created at the age of sixteen a new developntal path for professionals that could fundantally enhance the strength of England. Undoubtedly, he is a genius.
Now that he stands here, you should understand my aning. First, think carefully about what you want to achieve, and then consider what you need to do to achieve that goal."
The Duke turned to face Kael, who was walking straight towards him, and asked him the sa question he had just posed to the Campbell brothers:
"Child, I heard that you had a physical altercation with the two young Campbells, where do you think they went wrong?"
Although Kael did not understand what exactly had happened on the roof before he arrived, he could feel the tense atmosphere on the scene.
Rembering past players who had dealt with the Duke, his lips curled slightly upwards, giving a uniquely different answer.
He said, "I believe their biggest mistake was their lack of strength and yet desiring to seek revenge against soone stronger than themselves.
I have always believed in repaying kindness and seeking revenge. Those who are powerless, if they wish to seek vengeance, should first restrain their claws and fangs until they have grown stronger.
When the ti cos to act, they should repay tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold. I do not resent others’ strength, only my own lack of it."
The morning radiance shone upon him, his beautiful face carrying a kind of rciless intent not typical of a youth, causing the nobles present to frown deeply.
Only Flandre, adorned in lavish beauty, revealed a smile that was both pleased and cruel.
The Duke, after listening, also fell silent for a while before saying:
"I heard that you cleared the first phase of the dungeon, is that right? Did you receive any divine blessings?"
Kael nodded, spreading his hands open. The Totem Power mixed with demonic forces released from the Life Treasury mark between his eyebrows. Black Fla wrapped around his body, casting a wary expression on the faces of those around him.
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After pondering for a mont, the Duke’s lips curved, and he burst out laughing:
"Ah, so it’s the power of those totems. In the early years, we humans were able to break out from being encircled by the Forest Spirits by also relying on their power.
However, that group was insatiably greedy; during the era of the gods, they were exterminated by the ancestors of the five golden races of humanity.
Thinking that there are still fragnts of their world remaining on the borderlands is quite a rare power indeed."
Curiously observing the Duke, Kael asked, "Is this power very strong?"
"According to the legends, indeed it is. Even the descending Divine Saints were only just able to suppress these ancient totems, yet those creatures ultimately died due to their arrogance. It has been many years since we have heard any news about the totems."
Kael felt a shock. Could this power really have once been comparable in battle to the bodily form of divine saints?
Subconsciously, he asked another sowhat disrespectfully phrased question:
"Your Grace, compared to those descended Divine Saints, who would be stronger?"
Upon hearing Kael’s question, the Duke’s face revealed a ferocious smile and said, "I don’t know, as I have never competed against those deities."
Listening to this, Kael felt a wave of relief. It seed that this Duke did not fear the so-called deities, rightfully regarded as the most potent human under the Caesar Governor, the arrogant northern wild lion.
"What are your plans for developing your territory in the future?"
Kael pondered for a mont and said, "Loyal to the Duchy, loyal to myself, I shall crush all the Dungeons that invade my territory with absolute dominance."
But this was not the answer the Duke of Lion Heart wanted to hear; he laughed uproariously and pointing at his descendants below, said,
"Turn around now and look at their faces; each person who cos to my side says the sa to . This is a lie everyone knows but no one wants to uncover.
Clearly, they are adversaries below, wishing the other would vanish on the spot, and yet here they are talking about loyalty to the Duchy. Don’t you find that funny?
Kid, you have contributed to the Duchy, and soone has already completed your noble application for you. From now on, you are indeed Baron Helois.
But I am pleased with you, so now I give you another choice.
Kael, lift your head."
Upon hearing this, Kael lifted his head.
"Now, look at all those watching you below; tell them whether the title you’ve gained was rely a stroke of luck."
At that mont, Kael seed to understand sothing; suppressing the emotion that almost changed his expression, he naturally curved the corners of his mouth into a slight smile and said,
"This title is rightfully mine!"
The mont these words were spoken, the expressions of the surrounding nobles darkened.
The Duke of Lion Heart was not alard but delighted; he was pleased with the answer. Those of his own Lion Heart bloodline should indeed possess the arrogance to control everything.
"You possess the blood of the Lionheart Family, why haven’t you adopted Charles as your surna?"
Hearing the Duke say this, Kael beca even more certain of the situation.
His face remained smiling, and the smile even radiated the innocence of youth, but the words he voiced surprised everyone except for the Duke of Lion Heart.
He jokingly told the Duke, "What my surna is, is for to decide. As long as I am strong enough, the world will only revere as the pride of the Helois Family. But if I neglect my own strength, whether nad Charles or not, I will be trampled underfoot by others.
It has always been so, and so it will be hereafter."
"Very well, I give you this chance. From today, you are no longer a descendant of Charles; you are Baron Helois, you are—the real Lion Heart Branch!
Turn back now and look at them all; if one day you can fulfill your vow and trample them all underfoot, you will be the ruler of the Duchy of England.
Tell now, are you afraid? Surrounded by enemies."
Kael’s smile widened to nearly wild confidence as he confidently responded, "No problem, Family Head, it’s all the sa!"
Hearing this, the Duke of Lion Heart grinned and turned to look at the crowd, whose expressions were constantly changing, and said,
"If you don’t want Kael to forever trample you underfoot, then brace yourselves, strive, and beco stronger! This is not a catfish; this is a shark that will devour you if you’re not careful!
Gentlen, the real decision ti for the successor of the Duchy has now arrived!"
The mont this news broke, there was a commotion below!
Except for Flandre, who had anticipated this and delighted in its occurrence, none of the other descendants of the Duke of Lion Heart had expected events to turn so suddenly.
They could not understand, dared not believe, and so even looked in Kael’s direction with eyes filled with anger.
A re mongrel, why?
However, what answered them was a smile like that of a beast seeing its prey.
Kael... was ready to start hunting!
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