Chapter 60: Chapter 60: JOIN MY MILITIA.

Name：THE GENERAL'S DISGRACED HEIR Author：Rene_Tokiori
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Was he revealing his true powers now to stake his claim for the mantle of the head of the house?

Elder Maison shook his head, dismissing the thought. "No, not with his older brother around," he mused. That boy was a monster in his own right. Despite David's recent accomplishments, Elder Maison couldn't envision him surpassing his older brother in the battle for succession.

David looked at Captain Kaelen, his gaze sharp. "What's the catch?" he asked, knowing such a deal had some hidden meaning behind it. A sly grin crept across Kaelen's face. "Join my militia, and by the time you become a master-class swordsman, with your talent probably five years from now, I will make you my vice-captain," It was a tempting offer, a fast track to power and influence.

But instantly, David replied, "Then, I'll have to reject your offer."

A flicker of respect bloomed in Kaelen's mind. He had encountered countless young talents, but few with such a singular focus. "Very well," he conceded. "If you insist on treading your own path, I propose a different arrangement. Spar with me whenever you find yourself in Willowmere. And while you're at it, test your skills against my men.

They could use the challenge."

David's eyebrows rose in amusement. "Aren't they a bit.... weak, to spar with?" Sёarch* The Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Kaelen smiled weakly. "It's for their own good. They need to grow stronger."

David considered the proposal, a hint of amusement gracing his lips. "I suppose that could be arranged," he replied, extending his hand. Kaelen, recognizing the unspoken agreement, grasped it firmly. "It is a deal," he confirmed. As they parted ways, a sense of mutual respect hung in the air.

David emerged from the grand estate, the well-worn path stretching out invitingly before him, leading the way to the Rusty Dragon. As he walked, a flicker of concern danced through him at the thought of Seraphina. He fervently hoped that she hadn't fled when faced with the unforgiving nature of their world. Her undeniable talent was matched only by the scarcity of her courage.