Chapter: 1123
"I’m doing great. I now live a relaxed life without burden nor politics." Dustin replied with a smile.
After ten years, the cry baby who once followed him everywhere had grown into a graceful and elegant woman. She had even become Dragonmarsh’s Goddess of War. A person everyone looked up to.
"Logan, why have you never contacted me? Even Adam knows about your whereabouts, but not me. You’re too much!" Scarlet’s gaze betrayed a hint of resentment.
"That can’t be. I asked Adam to contact you a while back. Hasn’t he said anything?"
When Dustin feigned surprise, Scarlet’s expression darkened. Her brow furrowed deeply. An icy, murderous gaze flickered in her eyes.
Even the three-foot viridescent sword she carried behind her back seemed to vibrate. It sent a cold chill down the spines of those around them.
"That da mned Adam! How dare he get in the way. When I return to Oakvale, I will definitely break three of his limbs!" Scarlet’s expression was filled with fiery vengeance.
"He’s still your brother. Don’t go too harsh on him. Two limbs should be enough." Dustin grinned, playfully enjoying the situation.
"Alright!" Scarlet nodded seriously. Sparing one limb for him to keep the next generation going was already a kind act from her.
"Where are you living now, kid?" Dustin suddenly thought of something. He quickly changed the subject.
"I’m staying at Fallonge estate. Why?" Scarlet was surprised.
"Head back with your people first. I have something to deal with. I’ll see you tomorrow after I’m done," Dustin said.
"Logan, you won’t suddenly disappear again, will you?" Scarlet was reluctant to leave.
Ten years ago, he disappeared mysteriously and had been missing ever since. That incident had left her traumatized.
"Of course not," Dustin replied with a smile.
"Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to visit you tomorrow."
"Okay then, I’ll head back first. Don’t forget your promise." Scarlet waved. She took a few steps away before turning back to look at Dustin. She repeated this a couple of times before finally leaving.
As Dustin watched her ride away, the smile on his face slowly faded.
"Mr. Roswell, may I know who used Azkaban’s authority to send me inside?" Dustin suddenly asked.
Caius trembled from the shock. He shook his head repeatedly.
"Sir Rhys, this has nothing to do with me. I swear, I don’t know anything about it!"
"There’s no need to be nervous. I know it has nothing to do with you, but your men have a hand in it" Dustin emphasized.
"I understand. I’ll investigate it immediately. Please hold on!" Caius took action right away.
Soon after, he dragged the well-dressed, portly man before Dustin. The man was covered in bruises.
"Sir Rhys, he’s behind this incident. You can ki ll him or torture him in any way you wish. If you don’t wish to get your hands di rty, I’ll do it for you.