His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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“This can’t be happening…”

In the grand lobby of the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel, Blaine’s hands shook uncontrollably as he gazed at the iron saber, stuck in the wall, his eyes glazed over in shock.

Was Alexander that powerful?

The rough–hewn iron saber, a Saunders family relic, was known to be sharper than any modem

alloy, a companion of his for over thirty years, nearly an extension of his own arm.

Armed with that blade, he had been unbeatable across Zabaleta, feared by martial arts masters

far and wide. Even the most notorious fighters in the underground rarely stood a chance against

him.

Yet, his formidable strike had been effortlessly deflected by Alexander with a mere flick of the

finger?

What level of power was that?

ease, one

To crush a martial arts heavyweight with such had to be at the ‘Martial Power level a

rank that in the Regulus Windsur military would place him among the elite, a Duke of War!

“No, it can’t be, it just can’t. Dukes of War are rare, and you can’t be one of them!”

Blaine ground his teeth in a frenzy, “Alexander, I held back before, you’re not my equal. Years of

grueling training won’t be bested by you… Eat my fist!”

might, his fist cloaked in a sheen of red, turbulent energy. It was as if

the blink of an eye, a shockwave like a mini explosion tore through

at an incredible speed.

“You’re hopelessly stubborn.”

shook his head, casually lifting his cup to tap against

fist.

halted in its

Mare Seaside Grand Hotel’s lobby, would normally shatter at the slightest drop. However, in

absorbing Blaine’s full–powered blow without

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verdict was immediate and decisive.

Alexander, Blaine could

Alexander flinch.

“Alexander…”

her father’s arm shake uncontrollably. Then, seeing Alexander’s amused smile, her

strong,

capabilities inside out. Forget about Zabaleta, even the elite families from the north

Yet

her father to his knees. What kind

was beyond her wildest thoughts!

“What are you?”

fighting through the sharp pain in his bones, his voice filled with anger and disbelief. “There’s

“Who…exactly are you?!”

don’t want to mess with!‘ Alexander mused

of amusement as he ignored

family’s bodyguards did not even

a relaxed air, he poured steaming coffee into cups for

said, settling back

sipped his coffee with his back to Blaine and the rest, an open display of

them.

“You…”

into Alexander’s back. He fantasized about cutting Alexander down, but the

warning: if he tried anything against Alexander, he would be signing his