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The Majestic Heir Chapter 196 - Listen to Me!
"Uncle, Aunt, stop! Stop it!"Harper stepped in front of Marc, blocking them from attacking the young man."Enough! Don’t do anything to Marc!""Harpie, why are you getting in our way?" Dorothy, a middle-aged woman whose features resembled Margaret’s—though she wasn’t nearly as beautiful—tried to reason with her niece. She couldn't understand why Harper was shielding this insolent, no-name troublemaker."Let me teach this brat a lesson so he won’t go around causing trouble anywhere else!""That’s right, Harpie. I won’t let anyone ruin your special day. Tell me, was it this boy who poisoned your mind and convinced you to do something so foolish?"Dorothy’s husband, a middle-aged man, also stepped forward, eager to get his hands on Marc. His fury stemmed from the belief that this young man had manipulated Harper into calling off her engagement to Nicholas."Uncle, what are you talking about? This has nothing to do with Marc. It was my decision!""Wow, look at this! My own niece is defen
The Majestic Heir Chapter 197 - His Identity
"Then who is he?" Margaret's sharp gaze bore into her daughter, her anger unmistakable. "Who is he that you would go to such lengths to defend him?""He is Marc Belmont!"Harper’s voice was firm as she met her mother’s glare, then turned her gaze toward Edward, the mayor, and everyone else in the room who might still be doubting the young man."He is a disciple of Master Tilcott! He is the student of the very woman who cured Father’s illness—the woman to whom Father owes a great debt! Now tell me, do you still think it’s appropriate to treat him with such disrespect?"A disciple of Master Tilcott.As Harper’s words echoed through the room, the once noisy space—filled with ridicule, outrage, and the urge to beat Marc down—fell into complete silence. It was as if time itself had frozen, rendering everyone incapable of movement."A disciple of…? Did I hear that correctly?"Within seconds, all eyes were locked onto Marc. Helma’s reputation was too great, too revered—even speaking her name
The Majestic Heir Chapter 198 - Confess!
"What? This young man is Helma's disciple?"Like everyone else in the room, Alistair's expression mirrored the same shock. Though he remained silent, his heart pounded violently in his chest."No wonder he dared to provoke me," he thought. "So it's because of his formidable background."There wasn't a single person in Wyndham who did not respect Helma. No matter what status Alistair held, he was no exception."Alright, it seems I can't confront him head-on. I'll have to change my approach."With that thought in mind, Alistair quickly composed himself, adjusting both his expression and body language."Oh, dear me! How could I have been so blind to who stands before me? Mr. Belmont, why didn't you mention this sooner? I can hardly forgive myself for not giving you the proper welcome!"As if all traces of hostility had vanished, Alistair spread his arms wide in a welcoming gesture."You should have told me from the beginning so we could avoid this misunderstanding. But as an apology, why
The Majestic Heir Chapter 199 - The Evidence
The baron struggled to keep his anger in check, refusing to lose control in front of Marc. He knew that everyone in the room now trusted the young man implicitly. If he lashed out, he risked destroying his carefully cultivated reputation in their eyes."You forced my hand, so don’t blame me for what happens next."That was all Marc said before moving with a speed that ordinary cultivators—let alone non-cultivators—couldn’t possibly follow. In an instant, his right hand darted toward the left side of the baron’s tuxedo and pulled something from the inner pocket."See? Now, do you all understand?"Marc held a small pink ring box high in the air, ensuring Harper and everyone present could see it clearly."The man you all think so highly of stole this box from an abbot in Cammont," Marc declared. "And tonight, I came here to take it back."The room erupted in shock."W-what? Am I hearing this correctly? Mr. Belmont is here to reclaim a stolen item from Lord Everstone—an item taken from an
The Majestic Heir Chapter 200 - Fight Back
While Alistair remained frozen in shock at the evidence Marc had just laid out before him, the people in the room shook their heads, finding it hard to believe what they had just witnessed and heard."My God! So the accusations were true! Mr. Belmont wasn’t joking, nor was he speaking without proof! He actually has evidence!"It seemed the tide was turning in Marc’s favor, as one by one, members of Harper’s entourage began to acknowledge the truth in his words. At the same time, their perception of Alistair began to shift."I never would’ve guessed he only seemed decent on the surface, but in reality, he’s nothing more than a fraud!"Not only did they now look at Alistair with disgust, but they also no longer cared about his noble status. To them, nobility was respected because of the values they upheld. Unfortunately, Alistair had none of those qualities."Miss Winslow is lucky she met Mr. Belmont. If not, this scheming man would’ve brought great misfortune to her family."Minutes pa
The Majestic Heir Chapter 201 - Surrender!
"Oh, wait! Why should I be merciful? Hahaha!"Laughing uproariously, his body tilting back, Alistair looked as if he were toying with those foolish enough to stand against him."Since you've all chosen to stand behind this boy in defiance of me, you've sealed your own fate!"Pointing his finger at the people gathered behind Marc, Alistair's face twisted into a sinister grin. Any trace of patience and courtesy he had previously shown was now completely gone.It wasn't just Alistair. The other members of the Everstone clan were equally overjoyed, their expressions smug and victorious."That brat—Helma’s disciple—actually thought his status alone could challenge us? What a joke! Hahaha!"The bespectacled man threw his head back in laughter, his eyes fixed on Marc. Not long ago, he had suffered humiliation after losing an argument to the young man. But now, it seemed he had nothing to be embarrassed about anymore. Tonight, this boy and everyone with him would be wiped out.One by one, the
The Majestic Heir Chapter 202 - I Can't
"I-I... I can't sign it."The man in the blue suit stammered, his voice shaking as he refused.If he handed over all his assets, wouldn't that be the same as signing his own death warrant?"You insolent fool! How dare you say that? Have you grown tired of living, huh?!"Slap!A resounding slap landed on the man's cheek. Because it came from a cultivator, the force sent him flying a meter back, his face twisting from the impact. A searing pain spread across his skin, making his vision blur.But the torment wasn't over yet.The cultivator yanked him upright again, forcing him back into his seat."Sign it. Now. Don't resist. If you refuse again, I'll make sure you never show your face in public again!"The man in the blue suit sat dazed, blood trickling from the corner of his lips. Yet, despite the agony, he shook his head. He would rather die than lose everything he had built.“I have a wife and child to protect,” he told himself. “I'd rather die than see them suffer.”"You stubborn bas
The Majestic Heir Chapter 203 - A Miracle
"Stop!"The cultivator was about to grab the collar of the man in the blue suit, who lay curled up on the floor, his body drenched in blood, when Marc's voice stopped him. Naturally, that irritated him."Hey, what do you want by stopping me? You want to take his place and get beaten instead? Want me to smash your face in, huh?"The cultivator turned toward Marc, ready to strike the young man right then and there. However, for some reason, his body refused to move."Damn it! What’s happening to me?!"At the same time, without paying the cultivator the slightest bit of attention, Marc stepped toward the man in the blue suit, crouched down, and placed his palm on his forehead."He's just an ordinary man, yet you beat him as if he were your equal?"Marc kept his palm pressed against the man’s forehead as his cold, piercing gaze locked onto the cultivator."Yeah? And what’s your problem with that?" The cultivator, clad in black from head to toe, sneered at Marc. Despite his arrogance, he s
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Chapter 257 - Just One Question
Marc floored the gas pedal, pushing the Duesenberg to its absolute limit. Even though the car had been heavily modified, the top speed barely touched 220 kilometers per hour.It still felt painfully slow to him.With his cultivation powers, he could outrun it easily on foot.But abandoning the Duesenberg wasn’t an option. It was a noble vehicle belonging to the Walenstein province. He needed to find a safe spot to stash it — dumping it by the roadside just wasn’t going to cut it.Twenty minutes later, his spirits lifted when he spotted a sign on the left side of the road:"Greencliff Village.""Finally made it!"He spun the wheel and took the left turn at the intersection. Soon, he was tearing through a small forest that separated Cammont City from Greencliff Village.Marc kept his foot firmly on the gas—until his nose, sharp and hyper-sensitive, caught a whiff of something foul ahead.The smell was familiar.Goblin stench."They’re back?"His mind flashed to something he'd read back
Chapter 256 - A Farewell
Somewhere else.A vintage Duesenberg rolled to a stop at a crossroads on the edge of Cammont.If they turned right, it would lead them toward the Asheville district. Left would take them straight into downtown Cammont—and a few hundred miles beyond that, the village of Greencliff."You sure you don't want me to take you all the way, Marc?"The driver—none other than Wangyal—unbuckled his seatbelt and turned toward the young man beside him.Marc shook his head. "Nah, buddy. This one's on me. I can handle it."Two hours earlier, Marc had gotten a call from Sasha. Her voice, trembling with fear, told him enough—the Scorpion gang was wreaking havoc in Greencliff. Without a second thought, he left Wyndham behind.I've never heard Sasha sound that scared before, Marc thought grimly. It must be chaos over there.By pure luck, Wangyal happened to show up at Winslow Mansion just as Marc was preparing to leave. The Duesenberg belonged to a noble family—it was strictly off-limits for commoners t
Chapter 255 - The Crucifixion
ROAR!"We're on it, my lady."With savage growls like wild beasts, the two goblins suddenly spoke in clear, human words.Without wasting a second, they marched over to Leonie and Sasha, each grabbing one of the struggling women."Let me go! Let me go, you freaks!""Release me! You’ll regret this!"Their screams tore through the air as they fought with everything they had, but it was useless.The goblins, strong as a dozen men, ignored their protests. They hauled them toward the center of the courtyard and roughly tied each woman to a towering wooden post."You filthy beasts! Let me go!" Sasha cried, thrashing violently.It didn’t matter. Against the goblins' brutal strength, her struggles were like the flailing of a child."Marc will find you! When he does, he’ll kill every last one of you!" Leonie spat, rage flashing in her eyes.The goblins didn’t even blink.After securing the ropes, they hoisted the posts upright, leaving Leonie and Sasha hanging there like prisoners awaiting exec
Chapter 254 - Escalating
"Aaaargh!"Leonie and Sasha screamed in shock as the inn’s front doors were blasted clean off their hinges, crashing ten meters across the floor.They couldn’t even move, let alone run. Their bodies locked up in pure terror.And just when it felt like things couldn’t get any worse, the real horror began.A figure stepped calmly through the wrecked doorway and into the lobby.“M-Mom... wh-who’s that...?” Sasha stammered, clutching onto her mother’s arm.A woman—no, a creature—stood there. She looked around fifty, dressed in a torn-up medieval aristocrat’s gown. Her skin was cracked and peeling like dried-out leather.Even so, compared to any goblin they had ever seen, she was... strangely clean.“W-who is she...?” Sasha’s voice shook as she stared wide-eyed at the approaching goblin.Leonie only tightened her grip on her daughter, shaking her head slightly.Whoever this goblin was, her instincts screamed one thing: she was powerful.There was no other way she could’ve blown the door of
Chapter 253 - Goblin Attack
"Mom, you were right!"Sasha’s face lit up with relief as she pointed outside with her finger."Look! They can’t get in!"Beyond the inn's front door, thousands of goblins crowded together, trying to force their way inside. They were barely a meter away from the entrance, snarling and pressing forward—but it was like an invisible wall was holding them back. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t get any closer.The mass of goblins shoved and clawed at each other, desperate to break through. But all they could do was roar in frustration and rage.Roar! Roar! Roar!"Thank God... we're safe," Leonie whispered, her face softening with relief. It felt like a crushing weight had been lifted off her chest.She had no idea where so many terrifying creatures had come from—but she kept clinging to one thought, one belief: Marc’s promise.He had sworn the inn’s front door was protected by powerful magic.And the lobby? It was the safest place to be.They just had to hold out for another th
Chapter 252 - A Parting Gift
Even though Tedd's voice dripped with hatred, there was a sadness in his eyes he couldn't hide.It was hard to tell if he truly hated Leah... or if he and the rest of the Larsian crew were just using her as a scapegoat for their own frustrations.Leah was, after all, the daughter of their leader.If she couldn’t take responsibility, who else was there to blame?At least, that’s what they kept telling themselves.Leah didn’t say a word.She just stood there, silent.And without meaning to, two tears slowly slid down her cheeks.She hadn’t been lying when she said Larsian was like family to her.So hearing those words—hearing them say they were disappointed in her, that they didn’t want to see her again—hurt more than anything she could’ve imagined."I... I don’t know how to make it right," Leah rasped, her voice thick with unshed tears. "But I really am sorry."She blinked rapidly, trying to keep herself from falling apart right there in front of them. She didn’t want them thinking she
Chapter 251 - A Not-So-Warm Welcome
An hour later, the van Leah was driving rolled through the gates of Duskmoor District.She kept the wheel steady, navigating the van through the deserted streets until she pulled up in front of a run-down building — the headquarters of the Larsian crew.Turning the wheel sharply, she guided the van down into the underground parking lot.Clack!The sound of the van door echoed through the dim garage as Leah hopped out and slammed it shut behind her.A wide grin lit up her face when she spotted the Larsians standing by the entrance — Tedd front and center, acting as the temporary leader while her father, Lars, recovered from his illness.At first, Leah thought they were there to welcome her back.But it didn’t take long for her to realize... something was off.None of them smiled.Instead, they stood stiffly, arms crossed, their faces twisted into scowls. The coldness in their eyes hit her like a slap."You happy now? Huh?" Tedd's voice was icy as he glared at her. "Happy that the missi
Chapter 250 - Between Two Choices
"Well, looks like you’re better than I thought, Mya."Leah, the bank officer inside the second armored van, muttered to herself as she watched the line of police cars and the Benz drive off, leaving her behind.Last night, before Mya set off, she had whispered something in Leah’s ear."Give me the phone number of one of the officers on duty. Make sure it’s someone with a rank. Then just watch—I’ll make everything a whole lot easier for you.""Alright."Leah nodded. It wasn’t hard for her. As a bodyguard, she had plenty of connections among officers and military personnel across Cammont Province. All she had to do was pick someone she thought would be the easiest to sway.After scrolling through her contacts for a moment, she handed Mya a number.And just before the first armored van left the Cammont Bank earlier, Mya had called that number—and she got through."Listen to me carefully..."Mya’s voice poured through the line, firm and commanding."If anyone stops you and asks about me—a
Chapter 249 - Who Gave the Order?
"Listen carefully. Just move the money. Leave the documents and everything else alone."A strange whisper echoed louder and louder inside the two officers’ heads. It was almost like something was trying to control them. Without a second thought, the officer behind the wheel pulled their car over, parking right behind the armored van they'd been seeing. He flicked on the hazard lights, signaling the three cars behind them to stop, too.The convoy obediently pulled over. But the bank manager from Walenstein wasted no time jumping out of his sleek Benz, his face tight with suspicion."What's going on? Why the sudden stop? Why are you halting us like this?"According to the plan, they were supposed to drive straight to the capital without stopping. No vehicle swaps, no changes. The manager's unease grew as he eyed the situation."Sir, apologies," one of the officers said stiffly, pointing at the armored van ahead. "But there's been a change of plans. We need to transfer the money into tha
