An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Grace had never seen Elder Sage so distressed.

“Grace, something big is about to go down. I just divined the outcome of the Scenic Monastery incident, and the signs are ominous. It might mess with the fate of the nation,” Elder Sage said with a heavy tone.

“Affect the fate of the nation? Does that mean Logan is going to die?” She raised an eyebrow. Last night, she had specifically reminded and even provided a talisman, hoping that nothing would happen to Logan. Because if he were to fall, it would undoubtedly lead to a cascade of battles, turning the land into a river of blood.

“It has nothing to do with Logan. When I speak of the nation’s fate, I’m talking about a vital force,” Elder Sage furrowed his brow.

He continued, “In this Scenic Monastery incident, someone might disrupt the vital force. If that happens, the nation will be in chaos. A great calamity will be imminent, and the entire Dragonmarsh will undergo a drastic change!”

“Is it that serious?” Grace’s eyebrows tightened.

As a member of the royal family and a disciple of the Regal Observatory, she naturally understood the importance of vital force. Once disrupted, it would lead to political unrest, power transitions, and, in severe cases, even a change of monarchy.

“Master, is there any way to rectify this?” She inquired.

“The die is cast, and there’s no changing it. From now on, we can only go with the flow of fate,” he shook his head with a sigh. Elder Sage had attempted to glimpse into the future, seeking a solution.

it was as though

as a premonition-a clear warning. If he were to proceed, he would

I must return and inform my father. I hope you can understand, Master.” Grace nodded with

efforts-even the royal family can’t change anything.” Elder Sage

to try.” Her

well, you may

stopped Grace, sighing softly. “You carry a unique destiny. Although

Ridge, within a grand palace, a majestic statue sat atop a sacred platform, enveloped in the

the statue were more than a dozen people immersed in quiet contemplation as if they had long entered a state

the Dragonmarsh. Though

the shadows, revealing itself only to the very few who were aware of its existence. Even many scions of

imperial jurisdiction. The Dragon Guard held a position above the

the king. To put

shake. The crimson glow around the spear intensified, accompanied by a deep, resonant sound, as if it were about

“Hmm?”

had been deep in meditation,