Ten years had passed, and many things had changed. Even if Dustin was exceptionally talented, his growth was inevitably limited without the resources from the Rhys family.
Anders and the rest of them, however, were different. They received only the best resources and grooming, undergoing various specialized training and polishing. They were ahead of Dustin in every aspect, and that disparity would only grow more apparent with time.
Although Dustin was undoubtedly talented, he was slightly behind Anders. It would be tough to catch up on a gap of ten years.
“I understand what you mean, but I’ve never considered fighting him. I just want his Emerald Corolla,” Dustin said calmly.
“Your Grace, Anders sees the Emerald Corolla as a priceless possession. It would be challenging to take it from him.” Ethan shook his head. He had sent someone to inquire about it from Anders but only received one word in response-Scram!
“Since asking is not an option, we can resort to stealing,” Dustin said as he rubbed his chin.
“W-What?” Ethan was shocked.
“Your Grace, are you serious? Anders’ strength is beyond measure. Stealing something from him seems highly improbable!”
“Don’t worry about that. Just get someone to draw me a map of the Moseys’ mansion. I’ll find an opportunity to steal it,” Dustin said.
“Your Grace, isn’t it too risky? If you get caught, your identity will be exposed. When that happens, countless people will be out for your life!” Ethan broke out in a cold sweat.
The West Lucozian monarchy held considerable power and influence. However, for certain people, they posed a significant threat. As the Crown Prince of West Lucozia, Dustin was naturally a thorn in the eyes of these people.
The chaos from ten years ago was a clear example. It wasn’t an exaggeration to claim that Dustin would be fraught with danger and constant threats of assassination once. his identity was revealed.
Dustin remarked casually, “We must take risks to achieve our goals. Even if my identity was exposed, I’d make sure not to implicate the Langfords. You don’t need to worry.”
“Since this is what you have decided, I can only wish you the best of luck.” Ethan sighed in relief. As long as it didn’t implicate the Langfords, everything else was open for discussion.
“Oh, by the way, you only mentioned the Emerald Corolla. What about the Iceheart Lotus?” Dustin inquired.
“The Iceheart Lotus is in a place even more strictly guarded than the Moseys’ mansion,” Ethan said cryptically.
“According to the information I received, it should be hidden inside Aylka.”
“Aylka is huge. Where in Aylka exactly? “Dustin questioned.
“It’s most likely in … the national treasury,” Ethan said in a lowered voice. “The national treasury?” Dustin frowned slightly. “That truly poses a tougher challenge than the Moseys’ mansion.”
“Your Grace, you must never enter Aylka with your status. It’s dangerous there. Once you’re discovered, you might be unable to make it out!” Ethan warned.
“It looks like I’ll have to seek help.” Dustin narrowed his eyes. It was undoubtedly dangerous to enter Aylka before he investigated the place.
After all, Aylka was not only home to that unrivaled master within the palace gates but also to mysterious individuals with suspicious origins that not even the West Lucozian monarchy could trace.
“Who are you planning to seek help from, Your Grace?” Ethan inquired curiously.
“Mr. Ethan, are you sure you want to know? If you’re truly willing to step into these murky waters, I could tell you,” Dustin said with an ambiguous smile.
“No, no! I’d prefer not to know anything.” Ethan hastily waved his hands in fear.
To outsiders, he might hold a high position with overwhelming power. However, to the truly influential figures, he was nothing more than a pitiful pawn that could be discarded easily.
