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The Majestic Heir 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
The Majestic Heir 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
The Majestic Heir Chapter 258 - A Different Level of Power
Marc didn’t say a word. His brows furrowed, deep in thought.Leah’s question had clearly shaken something loose in his mind.“She’s right… This doesn’t add up. Ordinary goblins shouldn’t be able to break through the magical seal I set up, right?”That thought echoed loudly in his head.Just like he told Leonie before he left for Asheville, the lobby was supposed to be secure—no matter how many goblins tried to breach it. The magic barrier he installed wasn’t just powerful—it was foolproof against anything below level 5 cultivation.And up until now, not a single goblin he’d encountered had shown power anywhere close to that. They’d all been weaker—far weaker.Even if a hundred or a thousand of them attacked the barrier at once, it shouldn’t have mattered.So if one of them—or something else entirely—actually managed to shatter his seal…There was only one possible explanation.“Could its power really be that high?”Marc felt a knot form in his stomach as that realization hit him. A cr
The Majestic Heir Chapter 259 - Marc’s Power
“You damn goblins think you can just waltz into my territory? You’re all walking to your deaths!”Marc’s roar thundered across the frontyard.Standing about a hundred meters outside the inn’s perimeter, he slammed his foot into the ground and launched himself into the sky. Power surged into his fists, energy crackling around them like a storm ready to break loose.At the peak of his leap—roughly a hundred meters high—he flipped midair and dove straight down, both fists leading the charge like twin meteors aimed at the swarm of ten thousand goblins below.BOOM!The earth quaked as his fists hit the ground. A deafening explosion followed, shaking the night and splitting the silence like a bomb going off.Hundreds of goblins died instantly, crushed or vaporized in the first impact.But the destruction didn’t stop there.A powerful shockwave erupted from the point of impact, blasting outward in a vicious burst of wind that hurled even more goblins into the air like ragdolls.Roar! Roar! R
The Majestic Heir Chapter 260 - Opening Strike
Grizelda.The goblin leader of the northern territories.At first glance, there was nothing impressive about her—unless you counted the tattered medieval noblewoman’s dress clinging to her bony frame. It was stained, torn, and filthy. Her short, frail body looked like it had been through hell. Her face and hands were scarred and blistered, like someone who had barely crawled out of a fire alive.To most, she looked exactly like what you’d expect from a goblin—grotesque and terrifying. But that impression flipped completely the moment she entered combat.The moment she unleashed her true power.Whoosh!A blast of wind ripped through the air as Grizelda’s small, shriveled fist shot forward like a bullet. Her hand, leathery and lined with age, was wrapped in a chilling black aura—one that radiated both overwhelming force and a bone-deep cold.The surrounding goblins roared in twisted delight as their leader stepped onto the battlefield. But their joy didn’t last long. The moment she bega
The Majestic Heir Chapter 261 - Three Strikes
"You can read my mind?"Marc narrowed his eyes, staring at Grizelda with a mix of shock and curiosity. He didn’t move his lips—just sent the question straight from his thoughts, trying to confirm his growing suspicion: could this goblin leader really hear what he was thinking?You can talk back to me like this too?Grizelda mirrored his expression, surprised herself. She’d always been able to reach into others’ thoughts—but never had she met someone who could respond to her telepathically.That changed how she saw Marc."Telepathy like this? Piece of cake," Marc replied casually, still speaking with his mind. "But let’s be real—you wouldn’t be able to do it if I didn’t let you in, right?"He wasn’t wrong. Grizelda could hear his thoughts only because he hadn't raised his mental barriers. If he had, she wouldn’t be able to break through, no matter how strong her abilities were."You're right. My power can’t penetrate your mind unless you allow it. But as long as you keep the door open,
The Majestic Heir Chapter 262 - A Deceptive Move
"I know exactly what you're trying to do. You're just playing games with me, aren't you?"Marc scoffed at Grizelda.Even if she let him hit her a hundred times, it wouldn't matter. She was simply too strong. And Marc was running out of ideas."You're talking too much," Grizelda said coldly, flashing a wide, confident grin. Whether Marc landed a hit or not, she didn’t care. She was already convinced he wouldn’t even come close."Go on. Try. Hit me again. Don’t waste my time."Marc didn’t reply. His eyes locked onto hers, mind racing.This isn’t as simple as I thought...He had two shots left—two chances to strike without being countered. He had to make them count."Alright... let’s do this," he muttered.Taking a deep breath, Marc made a bold decision. He tapped into the pure energy within his dantian—a force far more potent than regular cultivation energy. But it came with a price. It would drain him fast, and if he got hurt while using it, recovery would take very long.Still, he had
The Majestic Heir Chapter 1 - A Call After Ten Years
At a waterfall pool cascading down from the peak of Kilhill village’s mountain, a man was immersing himself in the icy water. His entire body, except for his head, was submerged.At first glance, there was nothing unusual about him. But if one looked closer through the clear surface of the water, they would see something peculiar—his body was floating in a seated position, legs crossed beneath him."This feels so much better."Opening his eyes, Marc Belmont let out a deep breath. Not only did his body feel tens of times stronger, but his mind also seemed to be brimming with various kinds of knowledge.A week ago, he had accidentally swallowed a jade-green stone the size of a corn kernel, which sent his body into what felt like an inferno. Throughout the week, he never once emerged from the waterfall pool.But today, something strange happened—an overwhelming power surged through every part of his body. At the same time, he felt as if his memories had returned.Although he was physicall
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Chapter 262 - A Deceptive Move
"I know exactly what you're trying to do. You're just playing games with me, aren't you?"Marc scoffed at Grizelda.Even if she let him hit her a hundred times, it wouldn't matter. She was simply too strong. And Marc was running out of ideas."You're talking too much," Grizelda said coldly, flashing a wide, confident grin. Whether Marc landed a hit or not, she didn’t care. She was already convinced he wouldn’t even come close."Go on. Try. Hit me again. Don’t waste my time."Marc didn’t reply. His eyes locked onto hers, mind racing.This isn’t as simple as I thought...He had two shots left—two chances to strike without being countered. He had to make them count."Alright... let’s do this," he muttered.Taking a deep breath, Marc made a bold decision. He tapped into the pure energy within his dantian—a force far more potent than regular cultivation energy. But it came with a price. It would drain him fast, and if he got hurt while using it, recovery would take very long.Still, he had
Chapter 261 - Three Strikes
"You can read my mind?"Marc narrowed his eyes, staring at Grizelda with a mix of shock and curiosity. He didn’t move his lips—just sent the question straight from his thoughts, trying to confirm his growing suspicion: could this goblin leader really hear what he was thinking?You can talk back to me like this too?Grizelda mirrored his expression, surprised herself. She’d always been able to reach into others’ thoughts—but never had she met someone who could respond to her telepathically.That changed how she saw Marc."Telepathy like this? Piece of cake," Marc replied casually, still speaking with his mind. "But let’s be real—you wouldn’t be able to do it if I didn’t let you in, right?"He wasn’t wrong. Grizelda could hear his thoughts only because he hadn't raised his mental barriers. If he had, she wouldn’t be able to break through, no matter how strong her abilities were."You're right. My power can’t penetrate your mind unless you allow it. But as long as you keep the door open,
Chapter 260 - Opening Strike
Grizelda.The goblin leader of the northern territories.At first glance, there was nothing impressive about her—unless you counted the tattered medieval noblewoman’s dress clinging to her bony frame. It was stained, torn, and filthy. Her short, frail body looked like it had been through hell. Her face and hands were scarred and blistered, like someone who had barely crawled out of a fire alive.To most, she looked exactly like what you’d expect from a goblin—grotesque and terrifying. But that impression flipped completely the moment she entered combat.The moment she unleashed her true power.Whoosh!A blast of wind ripped through the air as Grizelda’s small, shriveled fist shot forward like a bullet. Her hand, leathery and lined with age, was wrapped in a chilling black aura—one that radiated both overwhelming force and a bone-deep cold.The surrounding goblins roared in twisted delight as their leader stepped onto the battlefield. But their joy didn’t last long. The moment she bega
Chapter 259 - Marc’s Power
“You damn goblins think you can just waltz into my territory? You’re all walking to your deaths!”Marc’s roar thundered across the frontyard.Standing about a hundred meters outside the inn’s perimeter, he slammed his foot into the ground and launched himself into the sky. Power surged into his fists, energy crackling around them like a storm ready to break loose.At the peak of his leap—roughly a hundred meters high—he flipped midair and dove straight down, both fists leading the charge like twin meteors aimed at the swarm of ten thousand goblins below.BOOM!The earth quaked as his fists hit the ground. A deafening explosion followed, shaking the night and splitting the silence like a bomb going off.Hundreds of goblins died instantly, crushed or vaporized in the first impact.But the destruction didn’t stop there.A powerful shockwave erupted from the point of impact, blasting outward in a vicious burst of wind that hurled even more goblins into the air like ragdolls.Roar! Roar! R
Chapter 258 - A Different Level of Power
Marc didn’t say a word. His brows furrowed, deep in thought.Leah’s question had clearly shaken something loose in his mind.“She’s right… This doesn’t add up. Ordinary goblins shouldn’t be able to break through the magical seal I set up, right?”That thought echoed loudly in his head.Just like he told Leonie before he left for Asheville, the lobby was supposed to be secure—no matter how many goblins tried to breach it. The magic barrier he installed wasn’t just powerful—it was foolproof against anything below level 5 cultivation.And up until now, not a single goblin he’d encountered had shown power anywhere close to that. They’d all been weaker—far weaker.Even if a hundred or a thousand of them attacked the barrier at once, it shouldn’t have mattered.So if one of them—or something else entirely—actually managed to shatter his seal…There was only one possible explanation.“Could its power really be that high?”Marc felt a knot form in his stomach as that realization hit him. A cr
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
