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Chapter 518: Legacy and Love ( 518 ) · Oct 04, 2026

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501 Chapter 501: Secrets of the Ancients ( 501 ) 2026-10-04
502 Chapter 502: Pursuit of the Celestial ( 502 ) 2026-10-04
503 Chapter 503: Dusk of Control ( 503 ) 2026-10-04
504 Chapter 504: From Guns to Blades ( 504 ) 2026-10-04
505 Chapter 505: Lights of Purity ( 505 ) 2026-10-04
506 Chapter 506: Borders of Unity ( 506 ) 2026-10-04
507 Chapter 507: Beyond Genius ( 507 ) 2026-10-04
508 Chapter 508: Blades of Legend ( 508 ) 2026-10-04
509 Chapter 509: Strategies in Shadows ( 509 ) 2026-10-04
510 Chapter 510: Last Lines of Resistance ( 510 ) 2026-10-04
511 Chapter 511: Ghosts of War ( 511 ) 2026-10-04
512 Chapter 512: War’s True Face ( 512 ) 2026-10-04
513 Chapter 513: Harmony of Power ( 513 ) 2026-10-04
514 Chapter 514: Beauty in Battle ( 514 ) 2026-10-04
515 Chapter 515: Subtle Power Plays ( 515 ) 2026-10-04
516 Chapter 516: Obsession’s Toll ( 516 ) 2026-10-04
517 Chapter 517: Clean Hands, Silent Killers ( 517 ) 2026-10-04
518 Chapter 518: Legacy and Love ( 518 ) 2026-10-04
519 Chapter 519: Fire from the Skies ( 519 ) 2026-10-04
520 Chapter 520: No Mercy, No Remorse ( 520 ) 2026-10-04
521 Chapter 521: The Last Warning ( 521 ) 2026-10-04
522 Chapter 522: Hands That Rebuild ( 522 ) 2026-10-04
523 Chapter 523: Waiting for a Sign ( 523 ) 2026-10-04
524 Chapter 524: Strategic Silence ( 524 ) 2026-10-04
525 Chapter 525: A Silver Opportunity ( 525 ) 2026-10-04
526 Chapter 526: The Armand Signal ( 526 ) 2026-10-04
527 Chapter 527: A Strategic Response ( 527 ) 2026-10-04
528 Chapter 528: Elegance in Authority ( 528 ) 2026-10-04
529 Chapter 529: Fierce Affections ( 529 ) 2026-10-04
530 Chapter 530: The Hunter’s Mind ( 530 ) 2026-10-04
531 Chapter 531: Crafted for War ( 531 ) 2026-10-04
532 Chapter 532: Princess Felicia ( 532 ) 2026-10-04
533 Chapter 533: Signs of Conquest ( 533 ) 2026-10-04
534 Chapter 534: The Way of the Warrior ( 534 ) 2026-10-04
535 Chapter 535: Sunset Duel ( 535 ) 2026-10-04
536 Chapter 536: Masks and Mastery ( 536 ) 2026-10-04
537 Chapter 537: The Final Interval ( 537 ) 2026-10-04
538 Chapter 538: The Strategist’s Poise ( 538 ) 2026-10-04
539 Chapter 539: The King’s Regret ( 539 ) 2026-10-04
540 Chapter 540: King of Corruption ( 540 ) 2026-10-04
541 Chapter 541: Paths of the Chosen ( 541 ) 2026-10-04
542 Chapter 542: The Secret Heart ( 542 ) 2026-10-04
543 Chapter 543: The Forbidden Sight ( 543 ) 2026-10-04
544 Chapter 544: The Price of a Moment ( 544 ) 2026-10-04
545 Chapter 545: The Battle of Grace ( 545 ) 2026-10-04
546 Chapter 546: Quiet Tensions ( 546 ) 2026-10-04
547 Chapter 547: The Subtle Power Play ( 547 ) 2026-10-04
548 Chapter 548: Legacy of Steel ( 548 ) 2026-10-04
549 Chapter 549: Black Flags and Golden Emblems ( 549 ) 2026-10-04
550 Chapter 550: Devouring the World ( 550 ) 2026-10-04

Chapter 518: Legacy and Love ( 518 )

That night.

Inside their bedroom.

Francesca sat at the edge of the bed, her long robe wrapped around her.

She smiled gently, watching Garius at the dresser, removing his coat and placing his sword carefully beside the wall. “Dear?”

Garius glanced over his shoulder. “Yes, Francesca?”

She tilted her head. “Can I ask something?” “Of course.”

She hesitated for a moment.

Then spoke softly. “Why did you send Javier alone… toward the Dwarven Kingdom?”

Garius paused.

He turned slowly and walked toward the bed. “Hmm? You wanted to know?”

Francesca nodded. “Yes.”

Garius sat beside her, his voice calm. “Our youngest son is special.”

Francesca listened quietly, her hands resting on her lap. “He has power… more than you can imagine.

Even more than Marcellus and Cedric.

If he were serious, truly serious—”

He paused, eyes narrowing slightly. “—He could crush everything in front of him.”

Francesca looked down, silent. “That’s why.

I don’t want him to stray.”

Garius leaned back, eyes on the ceiling for a moment. “The reason I sent him to the Dwarven Kingdom… wasn’t just for conquest.”

His voice lowered. “It’s for him to learn from experience.

To see with his own eyes.

What war truly is.

The weight of corpses.

The cruelty.

The price.”

He looked at her again. “By learning from this, he won’t use his power to dominate.” “He’ll use it to protect.”

Francesca’s eyes softened.

Garius placed a hand gently over hers. “So he would know… what to protect.

And what he must never become.”

Garius’s voice grew quieter. “I want him to know how horrible war truly is.”

Francesca looked at him, eyes steady.

Garius didn’t smile.

He stared ahead, gaze heavy. “And you remember too, Francesca.”

She said nothing.

Because she did remember. “I grew up alone.

After Klimbert sent his assassin team to wipe out my entire family.”

His fist clenched slightly. “They came at night.

Killed my parents.

Burned down half of our estate.” “Then he launched a war against Armand.

And I was just a boy.”

Francesca lowered her gaze. “I didn’t just lose my parents.

I lost nearly the entire Armand.

We had nothing.”

His voice sharpened. “I know how it feels to be hungry.

To be desperate.

To dig for scraps of food while the nobles around us laughed.

To beg for safety and get none.”

He looked at her again. “We lost everything.

The Armand family was reduced to a corner of land — barely a village left.”

He paused.

Took a breath. “But I fought back.

I reclaimed every inch.

With Alf, Erinette, and Hesbeirn beside me.

We spilled blood.

We broke armies.

And we survived.”

He leaned forward slightly. “That’s why I sent Javier.

So he never becomes like them.

So he knows why peace matters.

Why power must be used to shield, not to trample.”

Garius continued, voice steady. “So he could learn about responsibility.

The weight of every action.”

He looked down at his open hand. “So he grows mature.

So he becomes someone dependable.

Someone others can trust, not just because of his power, but because of his judgment.”

He looked back at Francesca. “I want him to grow into someone who knows what is good… and what is truly wrong.” “Someone who won’t be swayed by sweet lies or pretty words.

Who won’t follow blind loyalty or corrupt orders.

Who can stand alone, if he has to— and still choose the right path.” “Even if it hurts.

Even if no one else agrees.”

He closed his eyes for a moment. “Because only then… will he become the man who can protect what matters.”

Garius exhaled softly. “So I hope you understand.”

Francesca looked at him quietly.

Then spoke. “Can I ask again?” “Yes.”

She hesitated. “Why didn’t you send Marcellus and Cedric too?”

Garius leaned back slightly. “They’re different.” “They’re already adults.

By the time they rose to become strong mages and paladins within the kingdom, they had already learned their lessons the hard way.” “And back then, there was no full-scale war.

No celestial involved.

But even then… they still saw enough.

They already understood what is good, and what is evil.”

He looked toward the candlelight. “They know how to hold a sword.

But more importantly— they know when not to draw it.

They know when to step forward… and when to kneel.

When to listen.

When to act.” “Their path was built on discipline and loyalty.” “But Javier…”

He smiled faintly. “Javier’s path is different.

His power came too quickly.

Too easily.

He needs to understand the world first, before he decides what to do with it.”

Garius looked at her with a quiet, tired smile. “I’m growing old, Francesca.”

She said nothing. Just listened. “I cannot rule this land forever.

Maybe twenty… thirty more years at most.”

His fingers traced the edge of the blanket beside him. “But if I didn’t send him now— to learn, to experience, to witness with his own eyes…”

He paused. “Then he wouldn’t be ready.”

His voice lowered. “And when the time comes for me to step down… it’ll be too late to guide him.

Too late to shape the man he’s meant to be.”

He looked at her again. “So I gave him this mission.

Not because I doubt him— but because I trust him.”

Francesca smiled gently. “You know, dear…?”

Soft light shimmered around her as a pair of wings appeared behind her— not made of feathers, but woven from glowing strands of light.

Silent. Elegant. Ethereal.

She looked at him calmly. “You say you’re growing old… but you also know there’s a way.”

Before she could say more,

Garius lifted his hand.

His finger pressed gently against her lips. “Shhh.”

His smile was calm.

Certain. “I know.”

A faint glow flickered in his right eye.

The Eye of Truth—

It activated silently,

He looked at her with unwavering confidence. “When the time comes… we just need to wait.”

His hand lowered. “For him to do it.”

He looked toward the window, toward the distant horizon. “Because… only he can go near it.” “So for now…”

Garius whispered. “We just have to wait.”

He looked into her eyes. “Until he’s ready.”

Then, without another word, he leaned in.

Garius kissed Francesca deeply.

Not rushed.

Not hungry.

But full of everything they never said aloud.

Their years together.

Their pain.

Their victories.

Their love.

When they parted, Francesca looked at him, breath soft.

He smiled quietly. “I also want a rest.”

He took her hand gently. “A place… where we can have time for ourselves.”

His voice lowered. “For our time.

For our love.”

Francesca said nothing.

She only smiled— and leaned into his arms. ( End Of Chapter )

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