Dustin made his way unhindered to the summit of Quandary Mountain, finally stopping at the entrance of the monastery. Hanging above the entrance was a sign with two large words—Scenic Monastery. The monastery was neither large nor small, and it appeared quite ordinary, showing signs of age and wear. Who would have thought that the once influential Prince of Carsonne would hide in such a small monastery?Dustin lightly knocked on the monastery door but was met with no response.After a few seconds, he knocked again, with more force."Coming, coming," a childish voice echoed from inside.The door opened, revealing a seven or eight-year-old novice monk who peered out and curiously asked, "May I help you, sir?""I got lost in the mountains and happened to see a monastery here. I thought it was convenient to ask for some water. Is that possible?" Dustin spun a tale."Of course, please come in," the novice said without suspicion, opening the door and inviting Dustin inside.Rare

In the modest monastery hall of Scenic Monastery, simplicity prevailed with no extravagant adornments. A statue of a saint, towering at ten to fifteen feet tall, was placed right in the center. Despite its unassuming appearance, the hall was lit by the warm glow of candles. The area surrounding the saint statue was impeccably clean.In front of the saint, a slender middle-aged monk sat with closed eyes. He was adorned in the distinctive attire of his order. Holding a strand of rosary beads, he quietly recited passages from the scripture in silent devotion.The yellow-robed monk approached, whispering, "Abbot Lumen, Mr. Rhys has arrived."Donovan ceased his activities, stood up slowly, and greeted Dustin. "Greetings, Mr. Rhys. It's been a while.""Indeed, ten years have passed." Dustin nodded. "Should I call you Abbot Lumen or Prince of Carsonne, Your Highness?""I've left my former titles behind. Just Lumen is fine," Donovan replied, lowering his head slightly."Alright," Dusti

Dustin had never expected anyone to risk their lives for him. Donovan's decision to stay silent to save himself wasn't inherently wrong."Your father saved me countless times and put so much trust in me, but I did nothing. It's genuinely embarrassing," Donovan lamented. If Dustin had scolded or hit him, it might have been easier for Donovan to bear. However, Dustin showed no intention of blaming him, intensifying his guilt."Abbot Lumen, I have a question. We had no issues with the Dragon Guard, so why were they trying to eliminate us?" Dustin asked again. "The reason is simple. You pose a threat to the established order," Donovan said helplessly. "Ten years ago, your family's West Lucozian monarchy dominated the scene, overshadowing imperial authority. For the organization, your existence threatened their status, something they couldn't tolerate.""Such a slight threat and the organization chose to annihilate us?" Dustin furrowed his brow, a steely glint in his eyes. "Logan

The round-faced monk was interrupted by Donovan's raised hand. "No need for more words. Just go," Donovan said."Yes." The round-faced monk shot Dustin a glare and left in a hurry."Edvan, take Mr. Rhys to the back of the mountain. Make sure to protect his safety," Donovan added."Abbot, what about you?" The monk in the yellow robe furrowed his brow in concern. Before becoming a monk, he served as the commander of the Prince of Carsonne's guards. He had never left the prince's side. Now, he was reluctant to leave the abbot and escort a stranger down the mountain."With Fedrick and Clarick here, I won't be in danger. You two, go quickly. Don't delay," Donovan instructed."Yes," Edvan said nothing more, immediately leading Dustin out the door. Before leaving, Dustin glanced back at Donovan, who had once again entered a state of meditation, continuing his recitation."Mr. Rhys, this way, please," Edvan led Dustin into the monastery's backyard, opened a hidden door, and went in f

Grandmaster martial artists skillfully hid within the assembly, discreetly blending in with Anders and his formidable Fang Legion. The ambush was nothing short of imposing."Logan, think this is the end? Bit too optimistic." Anders sneered and shook his head. "Truth is, we've prepared for the worst. What you see here is just the tip of the iceberg. More skilled warriors are on their way. Even if you have supernatural powers, today is your judgment day!"The assembled group appeared to be sufficient for Dustin. However, a lingering unease persisted—the potential for enemy reinforcements. Maintaining vigilance was, as it had always been, a wise decision."Anders, is Moseys Mansion also a puppet for the Dragon Guard?" Dustin questioned."It's an honor to serve the Dragon Guard. Unfortunately, it's your misfortune," Anders replied candidly. "You had the option to play dead and live a quiet life. But by delving into the truth of the past, your existence is now a threat and must be elimi