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The Majestic Heir 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
The Majestic Heir 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
The Majestic Heir 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
The Majestic Heir 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
The Majestic Heir 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
The Majestic Heir 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
The Majestic Heir 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
The Majestic Heir 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
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Chapter 155 - A Sleepwalker?
"Mr. Belmont, do you see something?"With a furrowed brow and eyes widened in disbelief, Preston couldn't hide the shock on his face. There was a reason why the room before them had been left in complete darkness.But that wasn’t what surprised him the most.No one had ever been able to see anything inside that room under such conditions. Not even him—a level 55 cultivator—was an exception.Yet, this young man, who claimed to be a disciple of Master Tilcott, had accurately deduced that someone was inside. And even more astonishingly, he could tell that the person in question was exhibiting unusual body language."Hmm." Marc nodded. "Is that the person you were referring to?"Preston lowered his gaze, doing his best to calm his emotions. Is this truly the ability of a disciple of Master Tilcott? he wondered, unable to suppress his admiration. He's really something!"That's correct." This time, Preston's nod carried a
Chapter 154 - Let Him In
Marc furrowed his brows. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand how tightly secured—or even secret—this facility was. But he had to make it clear that he was here to treat someone. There was no time for registration or any other formalities. If the illness was serious, what good would it do to act only when it was too late?Just as he was about to open the car door to explain himself, a soldier suddenly rushed toward the guard, moving with urgency.“Let him in,” the soldier whispered into the guard’s ear. “He’s a disciple of Master Healer Tilcott.”An ordinary person might not have caught that hushed exchange, but with his heightened senses, Marc had no trouble hearing it.As if the mere mention of Helma Tilcott’s name carried unquestionable authority, the guard didn’t hesitate. He immediately straightened up and bowed slightly toward Marc. “My apologies, sir. You may enter now.&rd
Chapter 153 - Such an Identity
The Huracán Marc was driving continued trailing behind the Cullinan ahead for thirty minutes. The entire time, there was no conversation between him and Harper inside the car."Marc..."That was all the young woman managed to say. For the past several minutes, she had only been stealing glances at the young man beside her, her face filled with hesitation, uncertainty, and unspoken questions."Yeah."Like her, Marc responded curtly.It wasn’t that he was ignoring her. His mind was still preoccupied with the masked man who had just been taken into custody. Besides, he couldn’t help but wonder, what kind of illness does the person Mr. Henry mentioned have that would require the Golden Nirvana?Gathering her courage, Harper finally spoke up. "Marc, is what you said earlier... really true?" Her voice carried a trace of nervousness as she met his gaze. "Are you really Master Tilcott’s disciple?"A disciple of Master Tilcott. No further explanation was needed—such a status was nothing short
Chapter 152 - A Price Well Worth It
"Young man, is what you're saying true?" Preston furrowed his brows."I would never take something that doesn't belong to me. Since the ring was placed in an auction house, doesn't that mean it was legally up for grabs for whoever won the bid?"Preston wasn’t wrong. Since he had won the auction, wasn’t the ring rightfully his now?Marc said nothing, merely studying Preston’s face. After a moment, he realized something.This old man looked like someone honest and trustworthy. If he weren’t, he would have been enraged by the suggestion that the Golden Nirvana should be returned to its original owner.Taking a deep breath, Marc didn’t hesitate to explain everything."You're not wrong. But I believe you'll change your mind once you hear the explanation from someone else."Without another word, Marc approached Harper’s car and gently asked her to step out. As requested, the young woman exited the vehicle and walked over to Preston, recounting everything she knew.Of course, Harper didn't a
Chapter 151 - Maybe You're Not Strong Enough
"Huh, why are you asking me? Shouldn't you be asking yourself that question?"With a smirk on his lips, Marc stared at the masked man. At that moment, their expressions were complete opposites. Hidden behind his mask, the man looked utterly shocked and terrified.Even so, he refused to give up so easily. Suddenly, both his hands clenched tightly into fists."I've never lost in my life. Not even to someone as weak as you."Consumed by his ego and pride, the masked man summoned every last ounce of his internal energy, channeling it entirely into his fists.In less than a second, his punches shot forward, aimed straight at Marc's chest.It was a powerful and lightning-fast attack. If he hadn't witnessed Marc withstand the previous energy blast, he would have been certain that this strike would kill the young man on the spot.Boom!A deafening explosion echoed through the deserted street, reverberating into the surrounding forest.From a distance, Harper, who had been watching the fight u
Chapter 150 - Qi Blast
Harper reflexively shut her eyes as the masked man's palms, aimed directly at Marc, emitted a dense black light for less than a second before fading. She couldn't even see what happened next; the energy shot forward not just with incredible speed but also with overwhelming force.It was so fast that Harper barely had time to squeeze her eyes shut before an explosion roared in her ears.Boom!"Marc!"The young woman screamed his name, her eyes still shut tight. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her face turned pale. She couldn't bear to imagine what had happened to him when that condensed blast of energy struck his body."Hehehe, I told you not to mess with me. Now you see the consequences, don't you?!"Behind a white mask carved with the expression of a corpse—cold and lifeless—the masked man laughed loudly, convinced that his attack had finished the young man off for good."I wasn’t lying when I said that anyone who dares stand in my way ends up erased."As he spoke, the masked man
Chapter 149 - The Attack
Whoosh!A powerful gust of wind surged from the masked man’s hand as he swung his sharp-clawed fingers toward Marc’s chest. Not only was the attack incredibly fast, but it also radiated an intense, chilling aura.“This technique?” Marc frowned slightly before his body suddenly vanished from his spot, narrowly avoiding the masked man’s strike.“Why does that technique seem so familiar?”A second later, Marc reappeared nearly two hundred meters behind the Huracan. He didn’t want to fight too close to the car, knowing it would only terrify Harper further.However, almost instantly, Marc sensed the same powerful cold aura materializing in front of him, less than a meter away. At the same time, the masked man appeared out of nowhere, swinging his claws once more—this time aiming for Marc’s face.Whoosh!Marc tilted his head slightly, allowing the attack to pass just a centimeter beside him. Almost simultaneously, his clenched left fist shot forward with incredible speed.Bang!His punch la
Chapter 148 - You Too
Out of nowhere, or perhaps without warning, the masked man suddenly appeared beside the car window, pressing his palm against the glass. At a glance, Harper caught sight of his long, black nails, and her heartbeat went wild. Her breath became ragged, as if the air had been stolen from her lungs. Cold sweat poured out from every pore of her body."I-Is he... is he a ghost?"It was as if terror had swallowed her whole. In her eyes, this man was a devil of the night, coming to claim human lives. And this time, she was the target.But then, something struck her about him."Oh my God! Could it be?"Harper's heart nearly stopped when she realized that this man was a cultivator. A tremendously powerful one."His internal energy is incredibly strong!"Though Harper was only at Level Six in cultivation, her mental strength was sharp enough to sense someone else's cultivation level. Based on her estimation, the masked man’s strength was at least twice that of Shadow’s.In other words, this man
Chapter 147 - Give Me the Box!
"D-Don't come any closer! Get away! Stay away from me!"Pointing the rifle in his hands at the masked man, Lion staggered backward, his entire body trembling violently. Staring at the figure before him, an overwhelming fear consumed him whole, making it difficult to move. However, as someone experienced in facing life-and-death situations, his instincts screamed at him to flee."Give me the box."Slowly, the masked man pointed at the suitcase in Lion’s hands while taking a step forward."D-Don't even think about it. I-I... I'll never let it go."Lion kept retreating, his face filled with terror, until he accidentally felt something beneath his foot."A bazooka? Ah, I almost forgot about this!"Lowering himself quickly, he grabbed the rocket launcher from the ground. Summoning every ounce of courage left in his heart, he aimed it at the masked man."E-Even if you're a ghost, you’ll still die from this blast. So don’t even think about coming any closer."His body and voice still tremble
