My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



"My Liege, I couldn't believe it at first, so I moved closer to confirm. This man possesses every trait of Lord Barbenheim. There's no doubt that this is the real Lord Barbenheim," Drake declared firmly and pointed to the figure displayed on the screen.noveldrama

The image zoomed in and gradually revealed Lord Barbenheim's face in greater clarity.

Dustin's brows furrowed.

It was undoubtedly the true Lord Barbenheim. He was the real deal beyond question.

But the one who had died at the Wyatt family villa had also seemed genuine...

Which one was real, and which was fake?

"The Barbenheim Institution must be hiding some unspeakable secrets," Myst said coldly.

"My Liege, after you killed them, the Williams family remained unusually quiet for so long. It turns out that the real Lord Barbenheim is still alive. But how did he survive an attack from the King of Hades himself?" Drake asked.

"Hmph! If we have to, we'll kill him again!" Myst said in annoyance.

Dustin waved his hand to silence them. His eyes were fixed on the screen.

He wanted to hear what James and Lord Barbenheim were discussing.

"Your Highness, someone has uncovered a lead about that case from years ago and intends to get to the root of it," James said as he bowed deeply. Lord Barbenheim appeared far calmer in comparison.

"Whoever wants to investigate that, eliminate them," Lord Barbenheim commanded with his voice carrying the same authority as before.

“What happened to your injuries? Were you attacked?" the person next to Lord Barbenheim asked.

James's expression darkened.

"The Outlaws Department has issued an arrest order for Dustin. I sent two agents to capture him from Grayvale, but they were useless. They didn't even last against a single strike from him, so I had to come in person to take him away...

"But who would've thought Dustin would be so powerful? Even I wasn't his match. To make matters worse, Martial Saint level black market initiates are protecting him...

"Given the circumstances, I stood no chance. I was injured and came here to report to you."

Hearing this, Lord Barbenheim and the man next to him frowned.

"Dustin is only in his early twenties, isn't he? Yet you couldn't defeat him?" Lord Barbenheim's voice turned serious.

Even James, as the top Mystic Agent of the Outlaws Department, felt suffocated.

"Dustin is a monster!" James spat in resentment. "Across the entire

martialarts world of Lovellia, there's

never been anyone as absurd

powerful as him...

"Your Highness, Dustin must be

eliminated quickly. If we allow him to grow stronger, both the Barbenheim Institution and the Outlaws Department will face disaster!"

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James's warning darkened Lord Barbenheim's face.

"I'll handle it. Focus on recovering from your injuries," Lord Barbenheim said dismissively with a wave of his hand.

Servants from the Barbenheim Institution escorted James away.

"How are the preparations coming along?" Lord Barbenheim asked the elderly man beside him.

"Nearly complete. Killing the surviving descendant of the Fox family shouldn't be difficult," the old man said with a smile.

“Good." Lord Barbenheim nodded as his gaze turned vicious, and his face turned spiteful.

"That brat killed both my sons. He'll pay for it with his life!

"I've waited patiently all this time. When I strike, it will be final!"

"Rest assured, Your Highness. The Divine Hall has given our word, and we do t break our promises, the elderly man said calmly.

Suddenly, his expression shifted, and he cast a meaningful glance toward the spot where Drake was hiding.

It was as though his deep and piercing gaze met Dustin's through the screen.

Dustin narrowed his eyes.

"A Martial King..."

This unassuming old man was a Martial King.