Sensing Dustin’s confusion, Glenn explained, “Aunt Alba had a conflict with the family years ago. So, she chose to leave and cut ties.

“After she passed away, my mom and I went to West Lucozia to pay our respects and told your dad who we were. But it seems he didn’t mention it to you.”

“I haven’t been back in ten years,” Dustin said with a complicated expression. The revelation about his mom’s past explained why she hadn’t returned to her home. He decided that once everything was sorted out, he would visit and pay his respects to her as well.

Trying to change the subject, Glenn said suddenly, “Your sword is impressive. Can I have it?”

Dustin, taken aback, asked, “What?”

“It looks like a no,” Glenn said casually.

“Well then, let’s find a chance to have a fight. If you lose, the sword is mine. If you win, my sword is yours.”

Dustin was left speechless. The sudden shift from family talk to suggesting a fight was confusing.

I won’t take advantage of your state now. Once

the Celestial Blade in Dustin’s hands. Being a sword lover, he considered a great

the more swords he owned, the stronger he became. His admiration

previous encounter with Seth, driven

hadn’t had a chance to spar with him

of Quandary Mountain. After

the troops of the Eight Sovereigns had pulled back,

The three of them glanced up at

a sword. The Inferno Fury Spear glowed red, coloring half the sky, while the Dragon

their golden and red glows weaving intricate patterns. The two fighters moved with precision, almost fading away

close to

over, things were going

the West Lucozian monarchy would go down, and there wouldn’t be anyone left to

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