The main reason was that Dustin detested traitors, and backstabbing individuals deserved harsh punishment. After dealing with the five rebels, the remaining generals who had sided with the rebellion faced various consequences. Depending on whether they had voluntarily participated or were coerced, they were either demoted, assimilated into the monarchy's forces, or sent to prison. In the course of addressing the rebellion, Dustin also tasked Albert with leading a unit of the Draken Guardians to the Dragon Guard's hidden treasure vault based on directions from the treasure map. The entire process went smoothly. Despite the presence of the Dragon Guard's elite fighters, they proved no match for the ultimate grandmaster, Albert. With ease, he wiped out the remnants of the Dragon Guard and brought back all the treasures from the vault.Cinna had told the truth. The treasures inside the vault were piled up like mountains. It took the monarchy over a hundred large trucks and tens of

After Dustin returned to the castle, he avoided alerting anyone and wrote two letters instead. He left one letter in Rufus' study and the other in Austin's bedroom. Dustin considered it his unspoken farewell. He wasn't great at expressing sentimentalities, and at times, leaving in silence was the better choice.As dusk settled, Dustin headed straight for the southwestern desert, riding in Grace's car. The largest desert was known as the Deadlands. It had earned its name due to its harsh and dangerous environment. Survival seemed nearly impossible for those who mistakenly ventured within. In spite of its dangers, the Deadlands were home to a wealth of hidden treasures, including gold mines. Hence, there were frequent expeditions from teams that risked their lives to tempt fate. If lucky, one might stumble upon valuable treasures and become wealthy overnight. However, if luck was not on their side, the consequences could be fatal.It wasn't a stretch to claim that more than a h

Dustin was taken aback and slightly puzzled at Garrett's sudden hostility. Considering that it was their first meeting, Dustin couldn't fathom the reason for his animosity. Why did the guy before him have such a lofty attitude?"Captain Wilder, have we met before?" Dustin slowly lowered his hand that had been left hanging. "No," Garrett said with an icy expression."Since we've never met, what makes you say that?" Dustin countered. "I'm just concerned about Ms. Linsor."Garrett asserted with a self-righteous tone, "The Deadlands is extremely dangerous, and those who enter face almost certain death. "Without considerable strength, professional knowledge, and extensive experience, ordinary people wouldn't last a day inside. "Ms. Linsor has paid a considerable sum to bring me here, and it's my responsibility to ensure her safety. "Judging by your physique and behavior, it's evident that you're not a professional bodyguard. So, I have serious doubts about your abilities."I

In the inn, Dustin changed into clean clothes and sneezed. "I wonder who's talking about me," he mumbled, rubbing his nose.Then, he left the room and headed to the dining hall. The dining area, originally a school cafeteria, was quite spacious. It covered around 600 to 700 square feet and easily fit over a hundred people."Over here."Grace waved at him as he walked in. He made his way over, noticing a table adorned with more than a dozen mouth-watering dishes."Our chef whipped up these dishes, so feel free to dig. They're not just tasty but also safe," she assured."You're playing it safe and all." Dustin chuckled, sliding into a seat before diving into the food without a second thought."It's always a good call to be careful when you're out and about, especially in the outskirts of the Deadlands. You never know what kind of dangers lurk around, and a single misstep could be fatal," Grace explained as she enjoyed her meal.Suddenly, a group of young men and women dressed in g

After Dustin's taunts, the ponytailed girl grew even more infuriated. "This is ridiculous!" she exclaimed.Despite the obvious difference in their physical abilities, she tapped into her internal energy and advanced with renewed determination. However, her efforts proved futile as her sword became entangled in his grip as if he had a vice-like hold on the blade."You're really overestimating yourself." Dustin chuckled, tightening his fingers around the sword.With a distinct snap, her sword broke, sending her stumbling back a few feet. Upon hitting the ground, she winced in pain, her face contorting with discomfort as a wave of dizziness swept over her."Bran! He bullied me!" Feeling helpless, the ponytailed girl turned swiftly to those nearby for assistance."How dare you lay your hands on my junior? Are you asking for trouble?" Bran snapped. He unsheathed his sword, intending to teach Dustin a lesson."Stop!" A commanding voice echoed at the entrance. The man in red strol