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Chapter 0400
In the hotel corridor, a gruesome scene unfolded as blood and gore splattered everywhere.
The first bodyguard’s move was the signal, and the rest followed suit without a second thought.
One snatched up a sinister–looking black spike, another brandished a rubber baton. Together, they
unleashed a frenzy of violence on Owen and Alice.
They were out for blood.
“No, no, stop!”
Owen, soaked in his own blood, writhed and screamed on the ground. His wounds were gaping. some
so deep his bones were laid bare. He sobbed until his voice broke.
“Alexander, please, I’m begging you, let me go! I’ll head back up North this instant and never step foot
in Zabaleta again, I swear on my life!
“Please, don’t kill me, I’m begging you! I’m the Redwine family’s second son. If you kill me, you’re
going to regret it, I promise you that!”
His pleas fell on deaf ears.
Alexander stood there, his gaze lowered as if the carnage before him was nothing new. His face. was a
mask of indifference.
He was the Lord of War, accustomed to fields strewn with the dead, rivers of blood, mountains of
bones. That was nothing.
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What was the Redwine family of the North to the Lord of War? Mere dust.
They had dared to cross Wanda. In doing so, they had crossed the New Chesire Group. Their fate was
sealed from that moment–a dead end.
“Alexander, you’d kill a woman? What does that make you?”
Alice lay in a pool of blood on the corridor’s plush carpet, barely alive after the brutal beating. Her
screams were wild, desperate. “I’m a woman! You can’t do this to me!
“The Sunhaven Sacco family is my kin. Kill Owen and me, and you make enemies of both the
Sacco and Redwine families. They will never let this slide, never!”
Alexander shook his head slowly, a shadow of doubt crossing his face.
“Women can’t be killed?”
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As the world’s most formidable Lord of War, commander of the Alex Legion, he had taken down his fair
share of female adversaries on the battlefield.
If someone’s heart was as callous and deadly as a serpent’s, they did not even count as human.
They had to be taken out.
“Once you’re gone, your bodies will be returned to the north.”
He towered above Owen and Alice, looking down with a detached composure. “The Redwine family is
nothing–a mere flick of my wrist and they’re history. It they’re foolish enough to come. after me. I won’t
hesitate to drag the whole Sacco family down with you.
“And the Sunhaven Sacco bunch? They wouldn’t dare,
With those final words, he gestured with a casual flick of his wrist.
Behind him, the Redwine family’s bodyguards, eyes red with rage, needed no further encouragement.
They unleashed their fury with long swords, spikes, and rubber clubs, channeling all their strength into
a relentless assault on Owen and Alice’s heads.
The sound of the impact was sickening–two heads shattered instantly. Owen’s cries and Alice’s
screams were cut short as their bodies convulsed and then went eerily still.
“The job of moving the bodies is yours.”
Alexander turned to face the one–armed man known as Golden Wolf, his voice devold of emotion.
Pass a message to the Redwines–if they’re itching for revenge for Owen, I’m right here.”
Without waiting for a reply, he turned on his heel and walked away.
“Alexander!”
The Golden Wolf, gripping the remains of his arm, watched Alexander’s retreating figure. The name
echoed in his mind, his eyes flashing with an intensity that grew by the second.
The following night, deep in the territory of the Redwine family in the north, the air was thick with a
somber gravity.
The concert had been a disaster. The Redwine heirs had crossed Alexander, and they paid dearly
for it.
Golden Wolf, his shoulder bound in a makeshift sling, knelt before the family head. He recounted. the
fiasco, his voice heavy with defeat. “Alexander’s power is beyond our grasp. I’ve falled you.”
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“I’m broken now, useless to the family. Think carefully about seeking vengeance.”
With those final words, he staggered to his feet and walked away, the weight of many eyes upon
him.
“Worthless, all of them!” Vince Redwine’s fury filled the room long after Golden Wolf had vanished. His
family’s name, once whispered with respect, was then a joke among the nobility.
The Jackman family, a pillar among the elite, had fallen, leaving a void that lesser families scrambled to
fill. However, the Redwines were just one of many, and their path to power lay in
conquest.
The Campbells and the Ledgers had all crumbled. Zabaleta was ripe for the taking.
However, Owen’s mission with the Envoys had been a spectacular failure. Not only had they come
back empty–handed, but they also lost Owen himself. The Redwines were the laughingstock of the
nobility, and once word got out, their rivals would revel in their downfall.
“Alexander’s power is a mystery,” the elder son mused, “and father won’t make a move until we
know more.”
Amid the bustling crowd, Dallas Redwine, the Redwine family’s eldest, stole a glance at his younger
brother and thought to himself, ‘Now that the second is gone, the only one left to challenge me for the
head of the family is this good–for–nothing third brother. As for him…”
Meanwhile, Frank Redwine, the third in line, was eyeing his big brother with a calculating gaze. A wild
idea was taking shape in his mind, impossible to suppress.
To seize the family’s reins, perhaps he could lean on Alexander’s influence. Still, there was no
need to hurry.
No rush at all.
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