Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2864

Petyr looked at Augustus and snorted. "Augustus, I have always known you have a death wish. But remember this, you are still not my match. With your level of strength, I would've torn you apart long ago if not for your family's protection. That Holtrien man is no pushover. I've already fought him, and he's incredibly strong!"

He continued, "If he were just some weakling, do you think you would have a chance to spout nonsense in front of me? I would've killed him already and drained him dry. But an opponent that powerful? The City of Hope has no reason to provoke him. On the contrary, choosing cooperation is the smartest move.

"He's already agreed to help me transport a shipment through the wilderness, and in return, I won't hold him accountable for what he did here in the City of Hope."

Uriah frowned. "You're letting a Holtrien man help you transport goods through the wilderness? Are you sure he's reliable?"

The red gleam in Petyr's eyes flickered. "Among the foreigners, the Eastonians and Soryans might not keep their word. But the Holtrien people have been fighting our forces for so long, and if there's one thing about them, it's that they're trustworthy when it comes to their promises. Besides, this is the City of Hope, the Outlands. I can't think of any reason why he'd screw me over!"

Uriah nodded. "Since you've decided not to pursue him for his actions, then I won't say anything more about it. I just hope your trust in him isn't misplaced."

A voice laced with amusement suddenly rang out. "When you say the man is strong, just how strong are we talking?"

Petyr's expression changed as he looked past Uriah.

Marshall, the young, handsome man with golden hair, slowly emerged from behind.

Uriah coughed and introduced him with a smile. "Gentlemen, I forgot to introduce you earlier. This gentleman comes from the ancient and prestigious Ludendorff family. Let's all welcome Mr. Marshall Lundendorff!"

Augustus was the first to applaud, his face plastered with a fawning smile. "Welcome to the City of Hope, Mr. Ludendorff! Please convey my respects to the Duke of your noble family."

Marshall was young, arrogant, and his strength was unfathomable. So, he completely ignored Augustus' bootlicking.

The smile on Augustus' face froze for a moment. However, his skin was thick enough that he recovered quickly, still grinning away.

Petyr looked at Marshall and said gravely, "So you're from the Ludendorff family. I've heard much about you, sir."

Marshall waved dismissively with a laugh. "I've heard enough ass-kissing and groveling to make my ears bleed. You still haven't answered me: what level is his strength at exactly?"

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