Chapter 849

With that, Liam flung his arm, his ceremonial coat with its green dragon emblem whipping through the air, and he strode past Cirold without a backward glance.

Cirold's shock morphed into a snarl, his eyes wild with a thirst for vengeance.

In a flash, he drew a pistol, aiming the dark barrel at Liam's back. "Bullshit! The Carsons are top dogs in Dernburg. My brother, Austin Carson, runs the command center, and Rocky's a general in Northern Biskeland. You think you can just sniff us? You may be the big shot of Pendragon, but if you're dead, who's to say what happened?" he screamed.

Cirold had clearly lost it, and his mind fixated on a single, deadly goal: to take out Liam, regardless of his status as the Commander-in-chief of Pendragon. If Liam were dead, who would be the wiser?

However, he had overlooked a crucial detail. It was not just about whether he could best Liam, the formidable five-star Dragon Marshal. There were also Joseph and Albert, the deputy commanders, not to mention