Chapter 1250 The Might of the West Lucozia

Thaddeus found himself in a state of panic, drenched in cold sweat.

The Rhys family’s Kirin, the Prince of West Lucozia—this time, their Grant family had inadvertently stirred up a hornet’s nest!

“It’s over, it’s all over now!” he lamented.

Trent collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud, his complexion ashen.

Behind him, a group of high-ranking members of the Harmon family wore expressions of despair, filled with remorse.

No one had anticipated that Dustin’s true identity would be so formidable, bordering on terrifying.

The Grant family was indeed a powerful force, boasting vast influence and extensive connections. They had even managed to secure the attendance of the Minister of War and a delegation of dignitaries from Balermo.

Throughout the Balermo region, they were considered top-tier.

Grant family was, no matter how deep their roots ran, in the face of a colossus like the Prince of West Lucozia, they were mere chickens and dogs,

two sides was as vast as that

the heir to the Rhys family, Dustin possessed the

Trouble was brewing.

Do you now grasp my might? How dare you challenge my brother? I

misunderstanding… it’s all a misunderstanding!” Byron panicked and immediately dropped to his knees, offering continuous apologies. “It’s my fault for not recognizing Your Grace, misunderstanding His Highness the Prince.

Minister of War had been stripped of his dignity, kneeling and begging for forgiveness, his forehead thudding against

of his standing would never stoop to such humiliation, disregarding his own honor in such a way. But Logan Rhys was different. As the heir to the King of West Lucozia,

the most elite army in the

no choice but to admit

was the might of the West

“…”

onlookers were too stunned to utter a word. Even

you feel wronged, just give the word, and

to do with me. I know nothing, I merely came here to attend

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