My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



“Nothing's remarkable about that surviving descendant of the Fox family. Dispelling his pure energy is child's play with my martial arts level," said the Divine Hall's Martial King casually.

"Mr. Stilles, your skills are truly remarkable, and I am deeply impressed," James said to flatter him more.

"Since you're almost recovered, return to the Outlaws Department as soon as possible," Lord Barbenheim commanded in a firm voice. "Find a way to access the fifth floor of their vault and retrieve the item I need."

James nodded seriously.

"Rest assured, Your Highness. I will not fail," he said seriously.

Right then, a servant entered and bowed deeply.

"Your Highness, His Highness has returned,” the servant announced.

Dustin's brow furrowed.

His Highness?

Lord Barbenheim had two sons, a firstborn heir and a second son. Dustin had killed both of them.

Could they have been stand-ins too?

If that was the case, Dustin would need to reassess the Barbenheim Institution. Such caution was... extraordinary.

"Send him in," Lord Barbenheim said with a wave of his hand.

Before long, a young man dressed in a luxurious suit stepped into the courtyard.

Thankfully, it was neither the heir nor the second son. His face was entirely unfamiliar.

Dustin's frown deepened.

The information available about the Barbenheim Institution never mentioned any other son of Lord Barbenheim who had been granted the title of "His Highness."

There was the heir and the second son, but neither had been formally recognized as successors.

This implied that the so-called "His Highness" had been deliberately hidden. His existence was carefully concealed by the Barbenheim Institution. This must be Lord Barbenheim's most valued son...

"How many enemies does Lord Barbenheim have to warrant such paranoia?" Dustin could not help but wonder.

The young man was striking and carried an extraordinary aura. He was far superior to Timothy or Elijah.

"Father," the young man said to Lord Barbenheim with a smile and a bow.

"Robert, this is Mr. Stilles." Lord Barbenheim gestured toward the Divine Hall's Martial King and signaled him to greet the Martial King. Robert Williams complied respectfully.

The Divine Hall's Martial King scrutinized Robert for a moment and a flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"From what I can see, His Highness's cultivation has likely reached the Advanced Martial Saint level, correct?" he asked with a pleased smile.

"You have a keen eye, Mr. Stilles!" Robert said with a hint of pride.

Hidden among the trees, Dustin's heart sank.

An Advanced Martial Saint at such a young age...

Any youth in Lovellia who became a Martial Saint was hailed as a prodigy.noveldrama

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Most of these talents could barely make it to the Novice Martial Saint level. Those who reached the Intermediate Martial Saint level were considered very rare.

Yet, the Barbenheim Institution had kept a son of Advanced Martial Saint level hidden...

If this news spread, it would shake the martial world to its core.

He would dominate the upcoming martial arts competition by crushing the other martial artists.

"Excellent! Your years in the snowy mountains were well spent. Ethan Laurence of Heavenly Mountain has taught you well," Lord Barbenheim said in praise.

Dustin's eyes narrowed.

Ethan Laurence of Heavenly Mountain...

While he had little interest in the younger generation of martial prodigies, Dustin was familiar with the names of the older generation.

Ethan was a reclusive Martial King who lived in the northern snowy mountains.

"Robert, I've called you back from the mountain to participate in the martial arts competition hosted by. the Lotus Sect. I want you to claim the championship, be the Dragon Supreme's disciple, and obtain an entry token to the Martial Haven!" Lord Barbenheim ordered sternly.

"Rest assured, Father. No one in this so-called martial arts competition can beat me," Robert said with easy confidence.