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The Majestic Heir Chapter 21 - The Massacre
The four security officers were now on the fourth floor, approaching Apartment 44 from two different directions. However, before the team leader could issue his next command, a scream echoed from below.“What’s going on?” Unable to see clearly due to the thickening fog, he contacted one of the snipers stationed in the vehicle.“My view is also obstructed by the fog. Requesting permission to step out?”“No, stay where you are.”The team leader was about to order two of his subordinates to investigate the commotion when he heard something unusual.“What’s that sound?” he muttered, lowering his ear closer to the ground. Through the dense fog, he caught a noise that resembled the sound of a wild animal devouring its prey.Moments later, something leaped out from the mist and landed directly in front of him.“W-what is that?” Reflexively, all the security officers aimed their weapons at the figure that had just emerged.As they took a closer look, their bodies began to tremble. “T-this is…
The Majestic Heir Chapter 22 - The Fragment of His Past
Eight years ago.“What is this?”Marc had just returned from fetching water at the mountain's peak when he noticed blood splattered across the ground. His instincts screamed danger as he set down the wooden bucket slung over his back and picked up a large branch from the pile nearby.Following the blood trail, he arrived at the chicken coop, its door ajar. His heart trembled with dread as he saw several headless chickens lying lifeless on the ground.Pushing the coop door wide open, Marc crept inside and saw a figure crouching on the ground, facing away from him.“Who’s there?” Marc tightened his grip on the branch in his hand. “Sir, what are you doing there?” he asked cautiously, stepping closer.The figure showed no sign of hearing him and continued its actions, still facing away from Marc.“Please, get out of here.” Marc's voice trembled as he stood less than a meter away from the figure. His body quivered, ready to swing the branch in his hands.“Sir…” Marc tried to issue one fina
The Majestic Heir Chapter 23 - Once and For All
“You...” Mya glared at Marc, shaking her still-numb hand in frustration. Yet, behind her rage, a look of sheer disbelief was evident in her eyes.When Marc managed to defend himself against her attack, the girl initially thought it was just a trick. But seeing his eyes return to normal left her utterly confused. "How did he break free from my spell?" she wondered.Mya had used the same spell to control the minds of hundreds of goblins, and it worked perfectly. But when it came to this seemingly ordinary young man, Marc, why did the spell fail?"But, of course, you won't get the chance to escape," Marc said coldly, pointing a finger at the goblins. "Because just like them…" His tone sharpened. "You must be punished too!"Having been curious about the mystery behind the chaos in Greencliff Village, Marc had finally pieced it together. “You’ve used these goblins to attack the villagers. Your actions are unforgivable!”“Hah! A child like you lecturing me?” Mya sneered, her tone dripping w
The Majestic Heir Chapter 24 - The Burial
Two days earlier."I could have caught that thief by myself. But since you’re all here, let me show you how it’s done," said Jonas to the bodyguards behind him, tucking the pistol he had just cocked back into his waistband."Just watch—I’ll take this thief down with my bare hands!" Jonas quickened his pace as the edge of the forest came into view. He was convinced that Marc’s hint meant the thief was hiding in the woods. And the fact that Marc had returned safely suggested the thief was likely just an amateur.“They’re here at the perfect time,” Jonas thought, glancing back at the still-tense bodyguards. “I’ll amaze them with what I can do,” he mused, a broad, self-satisfied smile spreading across his face.Before becoming the Brown family’s butler, Jonas had been a martial artist who had earned a black belt. “One person? I could take on ten all by myself.” His eyes gleamed with confidence. If he could impress these bodyguards, it would be a great way to show off in front of the mayor
The Majestic Heir Chapter 25 - The Murderers
The front courtyard of the Quentin manor’s armory.“Hello? Speak clearly, what’s happening?” Bachary shouted into his phone, his face tense as he listened to the panicked voice on the other end.“Th-they… they’re not human, sir.” A soldier’s weak voice came through, mixed with screams and gunfire in the background.“What do you mean? Explain yourself!” But before Bachary could get more information, the call was abruptly cut off. The last thing he heard was the sound of something heavy stomping on the soldier’s phone.“Bachary, what’s going on?” Darla, who had just stepped out of the armory wearing a black uniform and a bulletproof vest, asked with a frown, her face full of questions. “Has something happened to them?”“It seems the Alpha team has failed, my lady.” Bachary let out a long sigh, trying to steady his emotions. Although he didn’t have a clear picture of what had happened to the team, he was certain they were in serious trouble.“Then what are we waiting for? Send in the Bra
The Majestic Heir Chapter 26 - The Master Healer
Click!"You've killed my soldiers and innocent people, yet you can still act so nonchalant," Darla's voice seethed with anger as she disengaged the safety on her weapon, pointing it at the back of Marc’s head. Behind the gas mask covering her face, Darla's expression burned with rage. "Daring to endanger innocent lives—you all deserve to die!""My lady…" Bachary, her butler, hesitated, stepping forward to stop her. He wanted to remind her that, no matter how grave their crimes were, these people deserved a trial. An immediate execution would violate the law.However, before Bachary could finish, Darla raised her hand, signaling him to halt."You still have the nerve to act arrogant, ignoring our presence," she continued, her steps slow and deliberate as she moved toward Marc, finger poised on the trigger. Marc’s back remained turned to Darla and her team, a gesture she read as blatant disrespect. "Let’s see if your arrogance can save your head from my bullet.""Lady Darla, please allo
The Majestic Heir Chapter 27 - The Evidence
“What about the healer?” Darla mumbled, her brow furrowed, her expression laced with panic. Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible. She was reminded that the reason she joined the Bravo team on this mission was to ensure the healer's safety—something her anger toward Marc had momentarily made her forget.“Yes, I must find the healer,” she thought to herself. She knew there was no one better to ask about the healer's whereabouts than Marc. Yet, she refused to approach him. Her hatred for the young man ran far deeper than she was willing to admit.Just as Darla was about to take another step, her phone rang.“Hello, Mom…”“Darla, I have such wonderful news! A master healer from Eastcliff has just arrived at our estate!”“Mom, I’ll be home immediately.”As she ended the call, Darla’s previously dim eyes lit up with excitement. The thick fog of gloom that had clouded her face disappeared, replaced by a wide smile. “A master healer from Eastcliff? He must be able to cure my father!”
The Majestic Heir Chapter 28 - Second Appointment
“Mr. Belmont, are you sure about your plan?” Newell couldn’t hide the surprise on his face when Marc mentioned that he wanted to make massive improvements to the village of Greencliff.“Of course, Mr. Brown.” Unlike the expression on the mayor’s face, Marc nodded slowly and flashed a wide smile. “I want to rebuild this village.”Marc thought it would be wonderful if this village could come back to life, just like it was ten years ago before the goblins caused chaos.“But, Mr. Belmont…” Newell took a deep breath before continuing. Since there was no one else in the lobby at the moment, he felt he could express his thoughts to Marc more openly. “The property prices in Greencliff have dropped drastically in recent years, but rebuilding the entire village… that would cost a lot of money.”Rebuilding Greencliff would consume a significant portion of the city's budget. And seeing the state of the city, Newell wasn’t sure it would be profitable from an investment standpoint. “Even if we spen
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Chapter 65 - A Morning Call
"BLARE-BLARE!"The blaring sound of a trumpet filled the room as Marc lazily opened his eyes, stretching one arm toward the small table beside his bed. "Who’s calling this early?" he muttered, pressing the "Answer" button with mild irritation."Good morning, Master Tilcott. May happiness always be with you." The raspy, deep voice of an old man on the other end sounded unusually cheerful, though it didn’t ease the annoyance in Marc’s chest. "Do you still remember me?"Before Marc could respond and explain that he wasn’t Helma, the old man continued. "This is Tenzin of the White Lotus Monastery. I couldn’t wait to share some wonderful news with you."Four months ago, Helma had visited the largest monastery in Cammont after being summoned by one of the monks, who had requested the master healer's help to treat their abbot, who had suddenly become paralyzed."Don’t worry. It’s just a case of severe exhaustion. With the medicine I’ve provided, Abbot Tenzin will recover fully in four months
Chapter 64 - The Healing Zhenqi
"Mrs. Griffin, are you alright?" Marc hurried toward Leonie, who was sitting at the lobby entrance with Sasha. Not only did their faces look utterly shocked, but their appearances were also in complete disarray. Their hair stood on end like they had just been electrocuted, and their makeup was smudged beyond recognition. If the situation were less dire, Marc might have laughed at how they resembled people who had been abandoned and left to go mad for years."Marc... they're not human, are they?" With eyes wide in shock, Leonie asked Marc while glancing at the goblin corpses scattered across the floor."Hmmm..." Marc nodded. "They're goblins—man-eating creatures." Truthfully, Marc didn’t want to explain further. But the fact that Leonie had asked such a question showed she had already witnessed too much. "But you don’t need to worry; I’ve taken care of all of them.""Mrs. Griffin, Sasha, stay inside while I bury the goblin corpses. I need to do this quickly since their bodies are highl
Chapter 63 - The Invisible
"Hey, you pale and ugly creature, are you going to keep laughing like that until you die?" A light, mocking voice rang in Vasile's ears as the vampire closed his eyes, overwhelmed by the joy surging through him.How could he not be delighted? Vasile had already envisioned the grand rewards and high position he might receive from Duke Dragusin once he completed this task. However, the mocking voice managed to irritate him despite his jubilation."Huh, until I die, you say? How dare you say such a thing when you're the one about to die soon!" Opening his eyes, Vasile frowned as he saw no one in front of him. He scanned the area, searching for Marc, but found nothing."What are you looking for?" Marc's voice echoed again, not far ahead. "How is it that you can’t see properly?"Frustrated by Marc's taunts, Vasile could no longer suppress his anger. "Are all humans as weak and cowardly as you? Stop playing games and face me!"No response came for ten seconds until a light breath tickled hi
Chapter 62 - The Power Within
"Aaaargh!"On the fourth floor, Leonie immediately pulled her daughter’s face away from the window as the shockwave from the collision of two fists in the courtyard spread in all directions, its impact far greater than before. The lobby windows and several room windows in the inn shattered, including the one in the room occupied by the two women."Our Father in Heaven, may You show Your power and protect us." Holding her daughter tightly, Leonie stepped away from the window, her lips moving in constant prayer. What was happening tonight was far more terrifying than anything they had ever experienced in their lives. "Grant us the strength to endure all of this."The shockwave didn’t just shatter the windows; it also created small cracks in the walls. A sedan parked in the courtyard was pushed several meters, all its windows shattered.Judging by the scale of the destruction, Marc’s punch should have been enough to knock Vasile back and bring him down. Yet, a few seconds later, the youn
Chapter 61 - The Ring
Meanwhile, inside the inn."I wonder who this person is that made Marc insist we lock the doors?" From the fourth-floor window, Leonie peeked through the slightly parted curtains, gazing at the courtyard below."Mom, isn’t that dangerous?" Sasha hesitated, reluctant to sit beside her mother. Although she dared not question Marc's words, she couldn’t hide her curiosity about who the young man was about to face."Marc only told us to lock the door. What’s wrong with taking a peek? Come here, sit with me," Leonie urged.Looking down at Marc, who stood alone in the courtyard, there was no sign of fear on the women’s faces. But that didn’t last long."Oh my God! Oh my God! Who are they?" Reflexively clinging to each other, Leonie and Sasha's expressions instantly turned tense."Did you see their faces?" Leonie whispered, her eyes fixed on Vasile and the goblins standing behind him. "How can there be humans that pale?"These two women weren’t exactly fans of horror movies, though they occas
Chapter 60 - The Burden of Anger
Marc was still contemplating Randolph's motives when the car they were in passed through the inn's gates."Home sweet home!" Sasha exclaimed spontaneously as she stepped out of the car. After months of feeling like she was in hell at her own home, weighed down by one family problem after another, she found immense comfort here at the inn. Her expression made it clear—she felt like she was truly home.Sniff, sniff.At the same time, Marc's nose caught a familiar scent—the foul stench of flesh-eating creatures."Mrs. Griffin, Sasha, quickly get inside and lock the lobby door!" Marc ordered sharply, his serious gaze fixed on a distant point in the hills."Marc, what's going on?" Leonie asked, noticing that the young man's face was devoid of the playful expression he just wore."It seems we're about to have some visitors," Marc replied, narrowing his eyes as if spotting something far off. "No matter what happens or who tries to get in, except if it's me, don't open the door. Now, go!""Hm
Chapter 59 - “Yeah, Right!”
"What? What did I just hear?" Leonie couldn’t hide the shock on her face, though her scream of disbelief remained trapped in her heart. Marc is the richest young man in Cammont? Her suspicions felt validated. So I was right—he’s deliberately hiding his true identity!“M-Marc, oh, I mean, Mr. Belmont, thank you for helping us. We won’t forget your kindness, and we’re willing to do whatever we can whenever you need it,” Leonie said in a highly polite tone, bowing her head occasionally.“Not just all of Cammont—I’m the richest young man in the entire kingdom of Lanshire!” Marc declared, paying no attention to Leonie’s words. His gaze turned upward toward the car window, his chest puffing out proudly. “I’ll even be king of this kingdom one day!”Leonie turned to Sasha, confusion written all over her face. What is happening? she mouthed silently to her daughter, bewildered by Marc’s peculiar behavior.“I have no idea,” Sasha replied, shrugging both shoulders, equally perplexed. To her, Mar
Chapter 58 - In the Darkness of Night
Three hundred miles outside Cammont, three nights earlier.In an expansive forest surrounded by towering mountain ranges, there was a flat field as large as a football field covered in lush green grass. At its center stood a two-meter-high stone platform with a diameter of thirty meters. Around the platform, about thirty men in black hooded robes knelt in silence. Seated atop the stone platform were three men on intricately carved stone chairs.Dressed in high-collared capes paired with formal aristocratic attire, these men were members of the Dragusin family—a lineage of vampires who commanded the goblins of the northern territories. With shoulder-length hair and skin as pale as corpses, their faces were unnervingly handsome, as though sculpted with extraordinary precision. Despite being over three hundred years old, anyone who saw them would guess their age to be no more than their mid-thirties."Brother, we cannot simply stand by while the people of Cammont massacre the goblins." C
Chapter 57 - Decisive Action
Slap!The sound of a slap echoed throughout the room as Newell finished reading the document. "What is the meaning of this? Can you explain this to me?""M-Mr. Brown, what do you mean?" Winfield clutched his cheek, staring at the mayor with a questioning look. The sting on his cheek was nothing compared to the humiliation, especially since it happened in front of so many people. It was a disgrace he would never live down."You're asking me that?" the mayor snarled, tossing the document in his hand at the old man. "How could you approve such a ridiculous agreement?"Confused, Winfield lowered his gaze to the papers. The moment his eyes scanned the text, they widened in shock, and his face turned red with fury."You insolent fool! What have you done?" he roared, grabbing Erick by the collar. "This is your doing, isn’t it?""D-Dad, w-what do you mean?" Erick stammered, his body trembling as he faced his father’s wrath. "What are you saying?"Slap!Slap!"You bastard! Open your eyes and l
