Dalton Guard Headquarters.

"Commander!"

"My subordinate has an urgent report!"

A Dalton guard knelt on one knee in the courtyard, his voice respectful but urgent.

He was one of the guards stationed at the entrance to the space-time tunnel previously.

After a brief silence, a calm voice came from inside the headquarters building.

"Enter."

The guard's body slightly trembled.

After calming himself, he slowly stood up and pushed the door open.

Creak—

The heavy oak door opened.

He walked directly to the center of the room, kneeling again before the figure sitting at the desk.

"Subordinate greets the Commander!"

"Rise and speak."

Reize's gaze remained on the border patrol report in front of him.

"Thank you, Commander!"

The guard stood up, his expression tense.

Thud.

Reize placed the report down, his eagle-like sharp eyes turning to the guard.

"What is the urgent matter?"

"Report to the Commander!"

"There is an underground casino in Dalton Town, in the main continent!"

The guard's voice trembled slightly.

As soon as these words were spoken, Reize instantly sprang up from his chair.

"You say what?!"

His brows furrowed tightly, and his voice grew low and heavy.

The guard felt an invisible pressure envelope him, and quickly added, his voice trembling even more,

"Y-Yes!"

"And... and according to our investigation, the owner of the casino seems to have an extraordinary background, with an extremely arrogant attitude. It even... even seems to be linked to some prominent figures in our inner city."

At these words, a cold smile appeared on Reize's face.

The smile was devoid of warmth, only cold killing intent.

"Extraordinary background?"

"They dare to disregard the Dalton guards?"

His eyes swept over the long blade leaning against the desk—Thunder Judicator.

This blade had been personally granted to him by the President, symbolizing his role in upholding the law, judging evil, and maintaining order!

And now someone dared to defy the iron law he had set in Dalton Town!

If this corrupt wind wasn't eradicated, how could he continue to call himself the President's blade? What qualification did he have to command the Dalton guards?

"All guard officers, assemble!"

Reize's command echoed through the headquarters.

The next moment, dozens of powerful auras suddenly rose from within New Dalton and quickly converged towards the Guard Headquarters.

…

Meanwhile, in the outer city of the original Dalton, in the main continent.

In a seemingly ordinary alleyway.

At this moment, the alley was tightly guarded by many solemn Dalton guards, with not even a magic fly being able to pass unnoticed.

"L-Lord, um... can I leave now?"

The young man who had reported trembled, his face pale.

He had thought he could leave after reporting, but instead, he had been temporarily detained.

Not long after the guard headed to New Dalton to report, the senior officer from the main continent had personally led the way, with him guiding them to the hidden underground casino.

Now they just had to wait for the highest commander, Reize, to make the final decision.

Preliminary investigations had shown that the casino's backer might be connected to a powerful family in the inner city.

Below the alley, there was a hidden world.

In a spacious underground hall, treated with spatial expansion spells, the noise of people filled the air, in stark contrast to the silence above.

Various gambling devices lined the hall, and the sound of clinking coins, excited cheers, and frustrated curses filled the atmosphere.

"Hahaha! Lucky! Pay up, pay up!"

A middle-aged man dressed in luxurious silk robes, with a large belly, was laughing so hard his eyes were hidden. He had a pile of chips stacked in front of him.

He was a regular here, and one of today's lucky winners.

At this moment, a servant rushed over to his side and whispered,

"Master Kaer, things don't look good!"

"Many Dalton guards are outside, we seem to be surrounded!"

Hearing this, the man called Kaer furrowed his brows, a displeased expression flashing across his face.

"Dalton guards?"

"Do they not know who my father is? I'm Patrick's son!"

His tone was filled with his usual arrogance.

This place had been discovered by patrolling guards before, but after they learned of his identity, they usually chose to handle things flexibly.

Through his negotiations, the matter often ended without incident.

The Morris family, one of the founding families of Dalton Town, had deep roots and wide connections.

Even the President showed them great respect!

A mere ordinary guard was not worth his attention.

"Go out and tell them I am Patrick's son!"

"Tell them to go on with their business, and in a couple of days, my father will personally visit their commander."

Kaer waved his hand impatiently, signaling the servant to deal with it.

However, before the servant could leave, a cold voice, like a gust of chilling wind, echoed throughout the noisy hall.

"I think there is no need for that!"

In an instant, dozens of sharp and powerful figures appeared at the entrance like shadows, completely sealing off all the exits of the hall.

The leader, wearing a long sword at his waist, had eyes sharp as knives.

Just standing there, the chilling aura he exuded was enough to make everyone in the hall feel a sense of dread, and they immediately fell silent.

The entire underground casino was suddenly so quiet, you could hear a pin drop.

Dalton Guards!

And elite ones at that!

Although rumors had it that the casino's backer didn't fear the guards, the gamblers here were terrified!

Seeing the chaos and dense crowd before him, Reize's expression darkened to the point that it seemed like water could drip from it.

"All of you, kneel on the ground, surrender immediately!"

He shouted, his voice carrying an irrefutable authority.

"Wait!"

Kaer, trying to remain calm, stepped forward.

He looked at Reize, who was frowning, and tried to put on an air of nobility.

"Do you know who I am? My father is the head of the Morris family!"

Reize took a step forward, bending down to look Kaer in the eye, his voice cold.

"Do you know who I am?!"

Before Kaer could even react, the sound of a sword being unsheathed rang through the air. The cold blade was immediately pressed to Kaer's neck.

The sharp edge even cut a few strands of his hair.

With a slight twist of Reize's wrist, Kaer's head would immediately be severed.

"Y-You!"

Kaer instantly froze, his mind blank with fear.

He had never encountered someone who would ignore his status and draw a blade on him so decisively.

Feeling the coldness at his neck and seeing the undisturbed killing intent in Reize's eyes, he no longer dared to be arrogant. Panicking, he screamed.

"My father is Patrick! I am the heir of the Morris family!!"

Morris?!

A gasp ran through the crowd around them.

That was one of the most prominent families in the inner city of Dalton Town!

An actual founding family, and reportedly, the family head had deep connections with the President!

So, this person was a member of the Morris family!

No wonder he was so fearless!

Hearing this name, the Dalton guards subtly shifted their gazes, their eyes now focused on their commander.

If they handled this themselves, perhaps they would need to consider the weight of the Morris family.

But the decision now lay with their commander.

Reize's brow furrowed slightly, barely noticeable.

Seeing this, Kaer thought he had finally gained an advantage and sighed in relief.

However, the next second, Reize's icy voice shattered all of his hopes.

"Seize him!"

"If there's any resistance, kill him on the spot!"

"Take him away!"

Reize ordered the guards holding Kaer.

"Wait! My father is Patrick! It's Patrick!!"

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