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The cause of the overwhelming victory at Riveredge Pass was none other than the one who assumed command over the Royal Army after the previous general had died. He was the one called the 'Crimson Terror' or the 'Blood-bathed War God', among many other titles.
But regardless of which title was most often used, there was one thing that everyone knew about the recently dubbed Marquis Amonroth. And that was the fact that he knew nothing but the reaping of lives and the creation of rivers of blood!
However, in the eyes of the King and other high-ranking nobles, he might as well have been their lucky charm. Which was why Duke Hollister, Duke Hemmington, Duke Doozle, and, of course, the King of the Azura Kingdom did everything in their power to get him on their side using the 'Arranged Marriage Tactic'.
This was also why there were a few more guests at this party than just the old fogies...
"Amon, my Love! You should've told me that you were coming to this party! If you did, I would've been here since yesterday!"
The voice of a girl with long black hair and yellowish brown eyes took everyone out of their stupors.
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Their gazes focused on a woman around 5'6 in a dark green dress, who came rushing into the mansion with a fervish expression as she scanned the ballroom, looking for the only one in her eyes.
When she saw the man whom her father was talking to, her eyes brightened up as she ran in his direction before leaping!
Just as she was about to make contact with the tall, crimson-eyed figure, a feminine hand clasped onto her well-sculpted face and stopped her in her tracks.
*Tick!*
A vein appeared on her smooth forehead as she asked in a venomous tone, "What do you think you're doing, Sister Jia Lei?"
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He, along with all the other nobles, stared at this scene with bewilderment.
"To think that the Marquis has already acquired the hearts of five women with some of the highest statuses in the Kingdom... And it doesn't even look like he's interested..." King Jing Fu commented on the matter with a face ripe with astonishment.
"We must do something about this, My King... I mean, we can't allow him to stay uninterested..." Duke Hollister muttered in an exasperated tone.
"Even without our coercion, our daughter's have been actively going after him, and yet he hasn't budged a single inch... And it makes me wonder: Do you perhaps think that he swings the other way?... Perhaps he likes to sword fight, dangle with the forbidden fruit... graze upon the Divine scepter-"
"We get the point, Duke Hemmington. And no, it doesn't seem like he's into that, as we have gained information that various beautiful women often come to him in the mountains where his territory is located."
Duke Doozle couldn't believe the drivel that came out of Duke Hemmington's mouth with all the nasty talk of 'swords'.
He looked toward his King for guidance, completely ignoring the input of the fuming Duke Doxing.
He had been a daughter-con since the very beginning. And with all of his daughters staring at the Marquis with such infatuation, it wasn't too surprising that he was seething in his spot while giving the man surrounded by women the most evil glare he could muster.
On the other hand, the King was too distracted with the subject concerning the alliance of Marquis Amonroth to care about the anger of his unusual friend.
There was no other way to cement their alliance than with their daughters' willing compliance...
And when you included the fact that they were already head over heels for him the moment they caught a glimpse of his galiant figure, they just needed to get the Marquis to accept.
But how...?
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