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The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 45. The Paper Game
Elijah walked into Olivia’s lavish farmhouse, his eyes scanning the luxurious surroundings with a calm, calculating gaze. The sprawling estate was isolated, tucked away in the corner of Atherton, a perfect place for private dealings—exactly what he needed. Olivia was already waiting for him, her eyes lighting up the moment she saw him. Dressed in an elegant pearl-white suit that hugged her figure, she looked every bit the powerful woman she was. Yet beneath the confident exterior, there was something vulnerable about her—something Elijah planned to exploit."James," Olivia greeted him warmly, her smile wide. "I’m so glad you could make it."Elijah nodded, a cool smile touching his lips."Wouldn’t miss it for the world," he said smoothly, stepping forward to kiss her cheek.He noticed the faint flush on her cheeks and knew she was hooked. They sat down at a polished mahogany table in the middle of the room, a stack of papers resting between them.Elijah’s heart raced, but his face re
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 46. The Crash
The afternoon sun was casting long shadows across Arthurton, a peaceful quiet settling over the streets. Elijah leaned back in his chair at Arthur Palace, his mind still on the events with Olivia. His plan was in motion, and everything was going smoothly. Yet, as much as he tried to focus, a strange sense of unease kept gnawing at him. Something didn’t feel right.His phone buzzed. It was a message from Sophia. “Heading back home early! Can’t wait to see you!”Elijah smiled softly, but that unsettling feeling didn’t fade. He replied quickly.“Drive safe. I’ll be waiting for you.”He pocketed the phone and stood up, stretching his muscles, the feeling of tension still lingering in the back of his mind. Suddenly, his phone rang again, this time an unfamiliar number flashing across the screen.Elijah answered. "Yes?"“Is this Elijah Norton?” The voice on the other end was calm, but Elijah sensed something was wrong.“Yes. Who’s asking?”“This is Officer Grant from Arthurton PD. There’s
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 47. Shadows of the Unknown
The hours felt like days as Elijah sat in the sterile waiting room, the cold, hard chair doing nothing to distract him from the storm raging inside. His elbows rested on his knees, head in his hands, as he replayed every moment from that morning. Sophia had been fine—smiling, teasing him about his serious mood—and now she was lying in surgery, fighting for her life. His heart twisted painfully."Why her?" he muttered under his breath, the words almost a growl. His fists clenched at his sides, knuckles turning white."Whoever did this... they won't survive."The thought of someone deliberately harming Sophia only fueled the fire that was burning in his chest. He was known for being calm under pressure, but this—this had broken him in ways he hadn’t anticipated. His anger boiled, barely contained beneath the surface.Just then, the doctor walked through the double doors, her expression unreadable. Elijah’s heart jumped into his throat as he stood, his eyes locked on her face.“How is she
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 48. The Hidden Treatment
Elijah’s eyes stayed locked on Sophia’s fragile form as she lay unconscious in the hospital bed. Machines beeped around her, measuring her heart rate and oxygen levels, but nothing could soothe the fear gnawing at his insides. He had to do something.This wasn’t just about waiting for her to heal—he knew the traditional treatment wouldn’t be enough. He needed to take her back to the palace, where he could personally care for her. He was a seven-star marshal, but few knew about his deep medical knowledge, honed from years of battlefield experience.Elijah stood up, determination setting in his jaw. He walked out of the room, heading straight for the doctor’s office. The doctor, a middle-aged woman with sharp eyes, looked up as Elijah entered.“Mr. Norton, we’ve done all we can. Her condition is stable, but she’s in a very critical state. She needs full hospital supervision.”Elijah’s expression darkened."Doctor, I appreciate your efforts, but I have my own treatment plan in mind. I'l
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 49. Unknown Enemy
Elijah stood by Sophia’s bedside, his grip tight on the phone. He stared down at her unconscious form, the soft rise and fall of her chest a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside him.The oxygen mask covering her face made her look so fragile, and yet, he knew how strong she was. She had survived this far. But now it was his turn to fight for her."Marshal... what’s your command?" the voice on the other end of the line echoed again, slightly nervous. The man clearly didn’t want to get on Elijah’s bad side.Elijah’s eyes narrowed. "I want you to find out who ordered the hit on my wife. Spare no resources. I want a name, and I want it fast. Fail me, and you’ll regret it."There was a gulp on the other end of the line, followed by an immediate, “Yes, Marshal. I’ll begin the investigation right away.”Elijah hung up the phone without another word and turned his attention back to Sophia. His hand lingered over her head, his fingers brushing lightly over her hair. Ther
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 50. The Plan for Revenge
The soft beeping of machines was the only sound in the room as Elijah stood over Sophia’s fragile form, watching her as she remained unconscious. Her face was pale, her body still, save for the shallow rise and fall of her chest.The sight of her covered in bandages, her face marked with scars from the glass, and her arms wrapped in casts from multiple fractures, tore at him. Elijah clenched his jaw, fighting to keep the rage building inside him under control.Just then, Sophia’s phone buzzed on the table beside her. He glanced at the screen and saw the name: "~Ethan Donald". Her grandfather.His eyes narrowed, and he quickly silenced the phone. There was no time to deal with Ethan now. He had bigger problems to handle, and none of them involved the Donald family.Turning back to Sophia, Elijah carefully adjusted the medical equipment he’d set up in the room. It wasn’t just hospital-grade care—it was something far more advanced, something only a man with his knowledge and skills could
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 51. The Cold Retribution
"Kate Winter," Elijah replied coldly, his voice carrying the weight of the decision he had just made.Doug nodded, his eyes dark with understanding."It’s time for her to face what she deserves," Doug said quietly, already preparing to leave.Elijah watched Doug for a moment before turning back to Sophia. He bent down closer to her, brushing a strand of hair away from her face."My own revenge is there for sure," he muttered softly, "but I won’t neglect you for that."His hand lingered on her cheek for a moment longer before he stood up and made his way to the small lab he had set up in the corner of the room.There were herbs, tinctures, and medical equipment scattered on the table. He began mixing the herbs in a precise order, his mind focused on creating a customized medicine that would help Sophia heal faster.He crushed the leaves of a rare plant and added them to the concoction, the smell of the mixture filling the room. The sound of boiling liquid bubbled softly, calming in the
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 52. The Trap Is Set
Elijah stood at the door, his sharp eyes narrowing as he saw who had come from the Donald family.It was Jack Donald—Ethan’s second son and Sophia’s uncle. A man with little presence in the family, Jack was known for his weak disposition and his reluctance to speak up in family matters.He had always stayed in the shadows, with no significant role in the Donald empire. Unlike his brother, Hague, who was arrogant and cunning, Jack was different—quieter, softer."Mr. Jack Donald," Elijah said, his tone neutral, though the tension in the air was unmistakable."What brings you here?"Jack shifted awkwardly on his feet, rubbing the back of his neck. His eyes were downcast, and he seemed to be struggling to find his words."I... I wanted to check on Sophia," Jack finally muttered."I heard about her accident, and I just... wanted to see how she’s doing."Elijah studied Jack carefully. He had never been openly hostile toward Sophia, and in truth, he was one of the few Donald family members w
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357. No More Goodbyes
“Elijah…” A soft voice broke the quiet evening. Elijah stood at the edge of the city, watching the last light of the sun fade into the horizon. The sky burned with hues of orange and deep crimson, a reflection of the journey that had brought him here. The wind carried a familiar scent, one that stirred memories he had buried deep. Years had passed since the war ended. Evendore had changed under his leadership, rising from the ashes of corruption into something new. The people called him a legend—the Black Dragon who had defied fate and rewritten history. Statues had been built, songs had been sung, and yet none of it truly mattered to him. Because for all his victories, a part of him had remained empty. He turned at the sound of his name, his breath catching in his chest. Sophia stood a few feet away, bathed in the golden light of dusk. She had changed, yet she was still the same—strong, beautiful, and filled with a fire that had never faded. Her eyes held a depth that spoke
356. A New Dawn
“The world is finally changing, Sir.” Doug stood beside Elijah, overlooking the city from the tallest watchtower. Below them, the streets of Evendore bustled with life. Merchants called out their wares, children played freely, and workers repaired buildings that once stood in ruins. The scars of war remained, but hope had taken root. Elijah’s gaze swept across the city. “It’s changing, but not fast enough.” Doug crossed his arms. “Progress takes time.” Elijah exhaled, his shoulders tense. “Time isn’t always on our side.” The past few months had been filled with rebuilding, restructuring, and keeping order. He had expected resistance, and he was right. Not everyone welcomed the new Evendore. Former enemies lurked in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. A soldier approached, saluting. “Marshal, we have visitors at the southern gate. They claim to be old allies.” Elijah exchanged a look with Doug. Doug’s expression darkened. “Old allies? Or old enemies?”
355. A Leader’s Burden
“Elijah Norton, the world is waiting for your next move.” Elijah glanced up from the map spread across the table. Across from him sat an elder statesman, his expression calm but expectant. Others in the council chamber watched Elijah closely, their gazes filled with a mix of respect and uncertainty. Doug stood at Elijah’s side, his posture rigid. He could feel the tension in the room. The war was over, but leadership brought its own kind of battle. Elijah leaned back in his chair. “The world doesn’t need me to rule it,” he said. The elder gave a knowing smile. “Perhaps not. But it does need someone to guide it.” Elijah tapped a finger on the table. “Evendore must rebuild first. There are still families in mourning, cities in ruin. People need stability, not another ruler.” A younger council member frowned. “But without you at the forefront, chaos could return. Power-hungry men will see this as an opportunity.” Doug finally spoke, his voice firm. “The Marshal is not a kin
354. The Final Goodbye
“I have to leave.” Sophia’s voice was quiet but firm. The air in the room seemed to shift, as if even the walls understood the weight of her words. Elijah stood by the window, his back partially turned. He had expected this. The moment she woke up different, he knew. Still, hearing her say it felt like a blow he wasn’t ready for. Doug stood near the door, tense but silent. He watched his Marshal closely, waiting for his response. Elijah inhaled deeply before turning to face her. “Where will you go?” Sophia hesitated, as if the answer wasn’t clear even to her. “I don’t know yet. But I need to figure out who I am now.” Her fingers gripped the fabric of her sleeve. “Everything feels… wrong. Familiar, but different. I can’t stay like this.” Elijah studied her carefully. The woman before him was still Sophia, yet there was a distance between them, an invisible wall that had not been there before. Doug finally spoke, his tone careful. “Miss Sophia, the city is still in recover
353. A World Without Chains
“She’s waking up.” Elijah turned at Doug’s words. His hands, stained with ink from writing orders, clenched slightly. He had spent days dismantling the last of the corrupt families, ensuring Evendore would never fall into the same darkness again. But none of it had mattered more than this. He pushed the heavy door open, stepping into the dimly lit room. Sophia lay on the bed, her skin no longer deathly pale, but there was something… different. Her eyes, once warm and familiar, now held an eerie stillness. She blinked slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. “Elijah.” Relief surged through him, but it was laced with caution. He sat beside her, studying her carefully. “You’re awake.” She exhaled, as if testing the very act of breathing. “I feel… strange.” Doug remained near the door, standing guard as always. “Marshal, should I call the healer?” Elijah shook his head. “Not yet.” He looked back at Sophia. “What do you remember?” She frowned slightly, as though pulling me
352. The Price of Victory
"It's over." Doug's voice carried across the battlefield, but no one responded. The silence was heavy, broken only by the crackling flames and the distant groans of the wounded. Elijah stood still, staring at the Warden’s lifeless body. His hand was clenched at his side, his knuckles white. Victory had come, but at what cost? Doug stepped closer, his face grim. “Marshal, we should regroup.” Elijah exhaled slowly. “What’s the status?” Doug wiped the sweat and dirt from his forehead. “We won, but barely. Our forces are in bad shape. Too many losses.” He hesitated before adding, “Lando… he’s gone.” Elijah’s gaze snapped to him. “Gone?” Doug nodded. “Vanished after the fight. No one knows where he went.” Elijah’s jaw tightened. Lando had always been a threat lurking in the shadows. If he was still alive, this war wasn’t truly over. “We’ll find him,” Elijah said, though exhaustion pulled at his voice. Doug gave a firm nod. “Understood, Sir.” A sudden gasp made them tu
351. Breaking the Cycle
"You were never free, Elijah." The Warden’s voice echoed through the ruined battlefield. Dust and ash hung in the air, swirling around his towering figure. Sophia stood beside him, her expression unreadable. Elijah’s grip tightened on his sword. “Enough of your lies.” The Warden chuckled. “Lies? No, Marshal. Only the truth. You and Sophia—your entire existence has been leading to this moment.” He gestured around them. “Did you really think your survival was coincidence? That your strength was simply fate?” Elijah’s jaw clenched. He had spent years fighting, carving his own path through blood and loss. The thought that someone else had been pulling the strings made his stomach turn. Doug stepped closer, his breathing ragged. “Sir… don’t listen to him.” But Elijah had to know. “Explain.” The Warden smiled. “Very well.” He turned his gaze to Sophia. “You, my dear, are the key. The final piece of a long-buried project. Your blood, your abilities—none of it was natural.” So
350. A Battle of Ideals
“The choice was always yours, Elijah,” the Warden said, standing tall amidst the chaos. “And you chose wrong.” Elijah gritted his teeth, his fingers tightening around his sword hilt. The battlefield around them was in shambles. Soldiers clashed, blades rang, and shouts of agony filled the night. Smoke curled into the sky, and the ground was slick with blood. Doug and the others fought desperately, their forces barely holding on against the Warden’s elite warriors. The battle had tipped dangerously out of their favor, and Elijah knew it. He could hear Doug’s grunts of effort, the sharp clash of steel, but he kept his focus on the man before him. “You think I’d ever stand beside you?” Elijah growled, his eyes burning with fury. “You’ve destroyed lives, torn families apart. And for what? Power?” The Warden chuckled. “Power is what shapes this world, Marshal. Not honor. Not justice. You cling to those things like a drowning man clutching a broken raft.” He spread his arms. “But lo
349. The Last Betrayal
“Sir, we’ve got a problem,” Doug said, his voice tense as he approached Elijah. “Something’s wrong.”Elijah’s gaze shifted from the map spread out on the table to Doug, his expression already darkening. “What is it, Doug?”“There’s been a breach. A leak,” Doug said, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. “Someone’s been feeding information to the Warden. They knew our plans, our movements.”Elijah’s heart sank. He had always trusted the men and women under his command, but now, doubt crept in like a shadow. “Who?” he asked, his voice tight with anger.“I don’t know yet,” Doug replied, his voice steady. “But we’re working on it. We’ll find out who’s behind this.”Elijah clenched his fists. “They betrayed us. They’ve been working for him all along.”Doug nodded grimly. “Yes, Sir. The Warden knew exactly when to strike. It’s too perfect.”The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the camp, and Elijah’s attention shifted. Sophia appeared, her face pale and her eyes wide with worry. “Elijah,
