An Understated Dominance - Chapter 2531

“This…” Dustin began.

He paused deliberately, withholding an immediate response.

Seeing him deep in thought, Nathaniel assumed he was carefully weighing the pros and cons. He leaned in slightly, his smile widening in anticipation.

“You know how much the Dracan essence means to me,” Nathaniel said. “If I can gather all the essences, it’ll feel like fate is on my side. My path to the throne would be unstoppable—and when that time comes, your reward will be waiting.”

As he spoke, he kept his gaze fixed on Dustin, watching closely for any sign of hesitation.

Dustin finally looked up and met his eyes. For a moment, something unreadable flickered across his expression.

Pressing his lips together, he spoke slowly. “You’re right, Your Highness. But finding the Dracan essence wasn’t easy. I had to navigate quite a few twists and turns. And if I hand it over, it could put me at odds with the other two princes.”

He stopped there, leaving the rest unsaid. Still, the concern in his tone was unmistakable.

“You don’t need to worry about that. This stays between us—no one else will ever find out,” Nathaniel said, quickly picking up on Dustin’s implication.

Patting his chest, he added, “Even if Tristan or Matthias somehow find out, I’ll do everything I can to protect you. No one will lay a finger on you.”

His tone was resolute, and the look in his eyes left no room for doubt.

“With that kind of sincerity, how could I refuse?” Dustin replied. After a brief pause, he added, “But I have one more question.”

“Go ahead.” Nathaniel’s eyes lit up. As long as Dustin handed over the Dracan essence, he was prepared to agree to almost anything.

“How confident are you that you’ll actually claim the throne?” Dustin asked plainly.

“Oh?” Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, caught off guard. He hadn’t expected that question.

Dustin had made it clear earlier that he didn’t intend to interfere in the succession struggle. But now, it seemed he might be reconsidering.

After a thoughtful pause, Nathaniel said, “If you give me the Dracan essence, I’d say my chances are at least fifty percent.”

Then, with a faint smile, he added, “But if you decide to help me, my odds rise to eighty.”
Dustin wasn’t just an ultimate grandmaster—he also had the backing of the West Lucozian monarchy. With his strength and influence, he was one of the most powerful figures in Dragonmarsh. To Nathaniel, his value surpassed that of any ancient house.

Nathaniel’s earlier claim of an 80% chance was likely modest. With the West Lucozian monarchy on his side, even Tristan and Matthias together wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

Dustin didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he calmly picked up his teacup and took a slow sip, as if carefully weighing Nathaniel’s words.

Nathaniel felt a flicker of anxiety but managed to conceal it. Forcing himself to remain composed, he said, “Logan, you’re a smart man. With civil unrest looming, it’ll be difficult for someone in your position to stay neutral.

“Even if you’re not concerned about your own future, think about the West Lucozian monarchy. If Tristan or Matthias ascends the throne, they won’t tolerate its existence. Their first move will be to strip the nobility of its power.

“But I’m different. My loyalty lies with the people and the nation. I recognize the vital role the West Lucozian monarchy has played in Dragonmarsh.

“If you support me, I’ll guarantee a privileged position for you and ensure the monarchy’s future is protected. If you doubt my sincerity, I’ll swear it right here and now.”

Nathaniel raised his hand, ready to take a solemn oath on the spot.

Dustin found it amusing. Nathaniel claimed to have the nation’s best interests at heart, yet his shamelessness was unmatched. Still, he kept his expression composed.

“Your Highness, I appreciate your sincerity,” he replied, sounding genuinely moved. “But this isn’t a decision I can make lightly. I hope you’ll allow me some time to think it over.”

“Of course,” Nathaniel said.

Smiling, he continued, “I understand your caution. Why not stay the night and take your time? I’ll have my staff prepare several escorts to help you relax and enjoy your stay.”

He knew better than to pressure Dustin—pushing too hard could easily backfire.

“Then I’ll thank you for your generous hospitality,” Dustin said with a nod.

“Come now, the food’s ready. I have a feeling we’re going to get along just fine. Let’s eat while we talk,” Nathaniel said cheerfully, leading Dustin toward the dining room.

It was midday, and Nathaniel had already arranged a lavish spread. But now, his interest lay more in Dustin than the Dracan essence.

The Dracan essence could enhance his chances, but it wasn’t a guarantee. Securing the support of an ultimate grandmaster like Dustin would also bring the backing of the West Lucozian monarchy.

With that, along with support from the Spanners and other great families, the throne would be within reach.