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“Someone! Take him down!” Julius finally issued a command in the face of Dustin’s
unrelenting assault.
While it would have been best to recruit such a highly skilled individual, Dustin’s refusal
made him a potential threat that had to be eliminated since there was the risk of him
joining the enemy.
“Charge!” Everett and Shane both signaled with a wave of their hands. Instantly, hundreds
of elite warriors surged toward Dustin.
These were the Black Dragon Army’s generals who possessed exceptional strength. As
they attacked in unison, their combined power exceeded multiple-fold.
“Halt!” Suddenly, a black shadow descended from the sky like a shooting star, crashing
into the crowd with unparalleled speed.
Following the thunderous impact, the ground shattered, and debris scattered. A powerful
shockwave emanated from the point of impact, forcing those in its path to stagger back
and almost lose their footing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Who is that?” The crowd looked closely and saw that 50 feet ahead, an elderly man with
graying hair had materialized.
Clad in formal attire, he exuded an air of indifference. A red mist enveloped his body,
emanating a strong intent to kill. The newcomer was none other than Albert Horst, also
known as the Executioner!
“Albert? He finally showed up!” Eloise’s eyes lit up.
Since Rufus’ passing, Albert had vanished, not showing himself for several days. Despite
their attempts to locate him, there was no sign of his whereabouts. His arrival was indeed
well-timed.
As one of the three great generals of the Rhys family, Albert’s true strength remained a
mystery. While his actual power was unknown, anyone targeted by him was destined to
meet their end.
“This is fantastic! With Albert here, we now have a fighting chance!” Wyatt felt
invigorated. Albert was a legendary figure and one of Rufus’ most trusted lieutenants.
Although he always kept a low profile, no one dared underestimate him.
After all, the glory of the Executioner title was earned through the blood of thousands of
enemy soldiers.
“Albert the Executioner?” Julius narrowed his eyes, treating the situation with heightened
seriousness.
In West Lucozia, the person he feared most was Rufus, who had now passed away. And the
person occupying the second spot was the seemingly inconspicuous Executioner standing
before him.
“His Highness, Prince Rufus, commands the members of the Black Dragon Army to
withdraw to the fortress immediately and resume their duties guarding the borders!”
Albert declared loudly. 2
His voice resonated like thunder, asserting dominance over the scene.
“An order from Prince Rufus?” The generals of the Black Dragon Army exchanged shocked
glances upon hearing Albert’s proclamation.
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Summoned through the military insignia, a command bearing the Grand Marshal’s insignia
was equivalent to a personal order from the Prince.
As soldiers, they were duty-bound to obey Julius’ commands. Now, they were left
perplexed by the unexpected order from Prince Rufus.
“Hmph! An order from the Prince? What utter bullshit!” Julius took two steps forward, his
tone cold.
“Albert! The Prince has long passed away, so where did this order come from? You must be
concocting a lie to deceive us all!”
“That’s right!” Elijah chimed in.
“The Prince is dead, and the military insignia is now in the hands of Grand General Rhys.
Everyone in the Black Dragon Army must obey Grand General Rhys’ commands. How dare
a mere butler dictate the situation here?”
“Allow me to repeat myself. His Highness Prince Rufus commands all members of the Black
Dragon Army to retreat to the fortress!” Albert spoke with a stern expression, raising his
voice even louder than before. His aura became more imposing.
Rather than wasting words, Julius issued a direct order. “Someone take down this
scoundrel!”
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