His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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Chapter 0495 While the Redwine father and son were reeling in shock, Ryder and Zayn were already basking in smug triumph.

Right there at the Redwine estate gates, the heads of the Simmons and Waine families stood, an aura of death around them, flanked by the last two Grandmaster Envoys of their respective clans. Behind them, a hundred of their finest troops stood ready.

Leading the pack was a giant of a man, nearly two meters tall, with a chest and back as bare as the day he was born.

His body hair thick and wild, like a bear on the prowl.

He was the Polar Heavyweight, known as the Icefield Violent Bear, Roman

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Sonov! "Heavyweight!" In the heart of the estate, the Three Sages of Cidda City, who had managed to maintain their composure until then, were suddenly stricken with terror. Their eyes met, each reflecting the same dread they felt.

That was no mere supreme grand martial. That was a heavyweight atthe major level! The fighter from the distant northern reaches stood at the gates of the Redwine family's home, an immovable iceberg personified, exuding an aura of icy ferocity. Even from a distance of over two hundred meters, they could sense his chilling presence with unsettling clarity.

He was an adversary beyond their ability to challenge.

"Young master." The eldest of the Three Sages of Cidda City, a gaunt elder with snowy hair, turned to Frank with a weighty tone.

"Our foe's power is overwhelming, his level too advanced. If we face him head-on, I'm afraid..." Frank felt a heavy dread settle in his chest, his face draining of color.

He knew exactly what the elder meant.

The Three Sages of Cidda City, whom they had just enlisted, were no match for the combined might of the Simmons and Waine families. Unless a miracle occurred, that day could spell doom for the Redwines.

You're still hesitating?" In the midst of Frank's anxious panic, Ryder and Zayn strutted to the — forefront of the great hall. They gazed at Vince and Frank, their faces ashen, and laughed mockingly. "The Redwine family's banquet three days ago made a mockery of our Simmons and Waine families.

"Did you ever consider what today would bring?! "Out with it, where have you hidden that enigmatic young man? Give him up!" The night of the gala was thick with tension. Troy and Xerxes Simmons had only heard whispers of Alexander, known simply as a friend to the Redwine family. Little did they know that he was the cause of the significant

losses in Veridian and Blossomtown.

Their covert strike had crossed swords with a legend—the indomitable Alexander, the very myth of Ol' Mare, who had felled eight of the mightiest Envoys, leaving a trail of devastation in his wake.

Frank's mind echoed with Alexander's warning. "Stand tall, never bend..." The fear that once gripped his face melted into resolve as he stood defiant before Ryder and Zayn. "You may have the upper hand against my Redwine family, but you're dead wrong if you think we'll bow down. We're warriors to the end, not cowards who flee from death. Do you want a battle? You've got one, and we'll fight till our last breath!" he declared.

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Ryder and Zayn locked eyes and erupted into mocking laughter.

"Frank! You've got guts, I'll give you that. However, guts alone won't fill your belly!" they jeered, their laughter subsiding as they scrutinized him.

"You just don't get it, do you? Well, don't say we didn't warn you. Mister Violent Bear, show him what we mean!" they taunted.

As Ryder's command hung in the air, the stalwart defenders of Three Sages of Cidda City sprang into action. They shielded Frank with their bodies, ready to clash with the fury of a storm, their stance unyielding, prepared for a fight to the death.

Roman Sonov sneered at the Three Sages of Cidda City, flashing a cruel smile that showcased his pearly whites. He spoke some incomprehensible language.

From a distance, Ryder's gaze on Frank intensified, his grin turning wicked.

"Can't make heads or tails of it? Let me spell it out for you!" "Mister Violent Bear's gonna snap every bone in your body, leave you begging for life or death!"

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