An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“Grand Sorceress, these… These treasures are far too valuable. I don’t think I can accept them.” Azalea was taken aback when she looked at the dazzling array of treasures before her.

When Abigail had previously given her the Elysian Amulet and Gerandium, it had already stirred up some dissent. If she accepted these as well, she would undoubtedly become the target of envy and resentment among the Mystic Arts Order disciples.

“Valuable? I earned all these from the betting pool that I set up. I didn’t spend a dime. Just take them, and don’t worry about it. If anyone dares to gossip, I’ll tear their mouths apart,” Abigail said as she looked around.

The nearby Mystic Arts Order members were startled and quickly averted their eyes. They pretended not to notice anything.

They knew very well what Abigail was capable of. Ever since she became the Grand Sorceress, the first thing she did was clean house within the Mystic Arts Order. She dealt with dissenting voices swiftly and brutally.

Anyone, from elders to disciples, who opposed her was either imprisoned or killed. During that time, fear spread throughout the Mystic Arts Order.

Following her reforms, they were amazed to find that the order not only survived but seemed revitalized. It attracted many talented disciples and became more unified and stronger than ever.

Only later did they realize those Abigail had removed were parasites within the Mystic Arts Order. These individuals had hoarded power and resources for personal gain, with no concern for the guild’s development.

Some of them even controlled the basic paths of advancement for disciples. As a result, those without connections found it nearly impossible to access resources or climb the rank in the guild.

When Abigail took over, everything changed. Though her methods were iron-fisted and merciless, she was fair and just. As a result, she gained all the disciples’ respect.

Arts Order, her word was law, and no one dared to oppose her. Anyone who

“This…” Azalea hesitated.

didn’t mind facing resentment, she was concerned about Abigail. As the Grand Sorceress, Abigail’s favoritism could draw criticism

a loan. You can return them after

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put it that way, Azalea couldn’t refuse. If it was just a loan, she

the second match ended, the third match began

“We’re starting the third match. Contestants number three and 30, please come forward

leaped from the crowd. He performed several flips in the air and landed in the ring. It was Jermaine, wearing a hat and a long

well-known in the martial world. His entrance onto

He pointed at George, who stood below the ring. His voice was

their number balls, so they knew who their opponents

he was eager to crush

rumbling laugh filled the

exceptionally muscular build, George walked menacingly toward the battle ring. As a battle fanatic, he had been waiting for this moment to unleash his full

is the greatest misfortune of your life. Soon, you will understand what hell is!” he