Dustin and Austin opted to skip sleep, and the following morning, they swiftly arrived at Southvista. This territory belonged to Elijah Valor, the Marquis of Silvercrest.


    It was renowned for having thergest military force and the strongest economy among the Southern Four Sovereigns.


    However, Elijah was a stubborn and unpredictable man. There were instances where he showed no respect, even to Rufus. This unpredictability made Austin doubtful about convincing him.


    “Logan, we’ve arrived at the Marquis of Silvercrest’s residence,” Austin informed as they, along with a few others, disembarked from the car.


    “It’s been two days. We can’t keep your absence from the castle under wraps much longer. We need to speed up ourefforts,” Dustin reminded.


    “I understand.” Austin nodded.


    “Elijah might not be easy to deal with, but he’s not entirely without integrity. With the right incentives and an emotional appeal, we should be able to convince him.”


    Dustin nodded. “Alright, let’s head in.”


    Austin adjusted his attire and refreshed himself before approaching the mansion. He then identified himself to the guards and, as expected, gained a smooth entry.


    However, unlike previous encounters, they were directed to Elijah’s personal training ground instead of the main hall.


    It wasmon knowledge that Elijah was a martial enthusiast. He personally led the training of his troops on a regr basis, resulting in a formidableand well-trained force.


    “Your Highness, Lord Valor is currently training inside. Please, head in,” a guard said. He led them to the entrance of the training ground before leaving.


    As they entered, they noticed a muscr middle-aged man in the center of the arena, engaged in a sparring session with several elite guards.


    Wielding a long spear, the middle-aged man exuded amanding presence.


    His speary demonstrated a blend of agility and dominance, effortlessly pushing back the elite guards armed with swords and shields that surrounded him.


    These elite guards were the cream of the crop from the monarchy, trained to fight as a cohesive unit. They were capable of taking on a hundred enemieson their own.


    Despite their exceptional skills, the middle-aged man showcased his overwhelming strength as he effortlessly repelled their advances.That man was none other than Elijah Valor, the Marquis of Silvercrest.


    “His technique is impressive!” Austin was visibly astonished as he observed Elijah closely.


    Elijah’s speary was devoid of unnecessary movements, appearing both straightforward and unpredictable. It embodied a perfect bnce of battlefield might and sophisticated finesse, nearing perfection.


    “It is indeed quite remarkable.” Dustin nodded in agreement, casting an admiring nce.


    Elijah’s skills had reached the pinnacleof a Grandmaster’s, making him one of the top ten martial practitioners in West Lucozia.


    Despite receiving the title of marquis, Elijah remained steadfast in his dedication to martial arts. He showcased exceptional willpower, mental resilience, and determination beyond ordinary standards.


    “Warrior’s Cascade!” After demonstrating his prowess, Elijah suddenly roared, grabbing the spear’s end with one hand.


    He then swept it around himself, knocking down the elite guards in all directions.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.