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An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori (official version)

Chapter 691
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Chapter 691

What is it?” Azalea asked curiously.

“You’ve heard of the Mystic Arts Order, haven’t you?”

“Of course. It’s the greatest dark faction of all time. It’s even on par with Stonia’s Celestial Alliance,

“Azalea answered.

The Mystic Arts Order was a mysterious faction. Despite having only a few disciples, everyone in the

group was trained in the mystic arts as well as martial arts. And because of their ruthless way of killing

their targets discreetly, they quickly became the strongest dark faction of all time.

“I used to be part of the group,” The Dark Lord said wistfully. “I might not have been the brightest

disciple there, but I was still a talented individual with a bright future. However, I was kicked out after

committing a crime.”

“Do you still wish to return there?” Azalea asked.

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“Of course.” The Dark Lord nodded. “That place is like heaven to people like us. It’s filled with

numerous secret arts and is home to many powerful fighters. If I can get back in, I’d be far stronger

than I am now!”

“You sound like you have a plan.” Azalea watched her mentor.

“You’re such a smart girl.” The Dark Lord smiled softly. “Michael Robinson is my ticket to return to the

Mystic Arts Order. Do you know who his wife is?”

“No.” Azalea was puzzled.

“Their Grand Sorceress, Katherine Hunter!” The Dark Lord revealed.

“The Grand Sorceress?” Azalea was astonished. The Grand Sorceress was the successor of the

Mystic Arts Order and stood higher than anyone in the group. Most of the time, the leader would keep

themselves hidden from the world outside, so the responsibility of taking care of the order would fall

onto the Grand Sorceress’ shoulders.

“Hang on…” Azalea suddenly recalled something. Didn’t the Grand Sorceress die a long time ago?”

“Katherine Hunter might be dead, but she has a daughter.” The Dark Lord smiled sinisterly. “Very few

people know that she gave birth to a daughter after eloping with Michael Robinson. The leader of the

order only discovered this after tracking Katherine down a decade later. To prevent their daughter from

being taken away, Katherine and Michael fought against the order, and Katherine died during the battle.

Michael then immediately fled with his daughter and hid

– himself from the world. I didn’t expect myself to discover this secret today.”

Azalea finally understood what the Dark Lord was implying. “Master, do you intend to trade this

information with the Mystic Arts Order so that they accept you again?”

“Bingo!” The Dark Lord smiled. “Since Katherine died, Michael Robinson’s daughter naturally became

the next Grand Sorceress, and the Mystic Arts Order would do anything to get their hands. on her.”

“I see…” Azalea’s eyes lit up. “We sure hit the jackpot today.”

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Exactly! As long as we bring the Grand Sorceress back to the order, they will worship us endlessly,” the

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Dark Lord boasted. He laughed manically before he began to cough violently.

“Are you all right?” Flabbergasted, Azalea quickly comforted the Dark Lord.

“Michael managed to injure me earlier, and I was forced to use Blood Shield. I only have ten percent of

my power left.” The Dark Lord wiped the blood off the corner of his lips. “But that’s nothing. As long as I

can bring the Grand Sorceress back to the Mystic Arts Order, I’ll recover in no time. I’ll be stronger than

ever!”

“I can’t believe you’re letting me know such a huge secret.” Azalea was touched.

“You’re my favorite disciple and like a daughter to me. What’s a little secret? As soon as I secure a

position in the order, I’ll make sure to promote you too!” The Dark Lord smiled.

“Master, thank you so much. I don’t have anything to repay you with, so please accept my small gift.”

Azalea lowered her head.

“What is it?” The Dark Lord inquired. Before he had time to react, a sharp dagger pierced his chest,

shocking him.

“Here you go.” An evil smirk appeared on Azalea’s face.