News about Vivian's death spread like wildfire. She was a noble lady, someone with a high status. However, this didn't save her from receiving a brutal punishment from Alaric.
This made everyone feel afraid of offending Alaric and House Silversword.
The family heads of the northern houses repeatedly warned their children not to offend Hershey Paxley or anyone from House Silversword. Some even added it as a rule in their household.
This news also reached the ears of Liam Paxley.
"How dare you, Alaric?! I am going to kill you one day! I promise you!" Liam's eyes burned with hatred.
He burned the letter he got from his subordinates and took a moment of silence to calm down.
His newly established alliance might be powerful in Riverwake, but compared to House Silversword, he knew there was still a huge difference. Furthermore, the alliance was subdivided into multiple factions so there was still a lot of work to do.
Liam stood up and walked toward the mirror to take a look at his own reflection. He had become more mature and his facial scar made him look thuggish. He had also gained some muscles from the constant physical training. Someone familiar with him might not be able to recognize him anymore. He had become an entirely different person!
"The next step of my plan is to buy a noble title from a fallen nobility." He muttered.
His current identity was that of a criminal so there were plenty of things that he couldn't do in broad daylight. If he had a noble title, things would be a lot easier for him. He also wouldn't need to hide himself once he got a new identity. Which means that he would be free to roam around again!
He turned around and walked toward the cabinet to get a certain document.
Written on this piece of document was the information of a fallen barony.
Liam rubbed his chin and thought for a moment.
"What would be a good name for me?"
He couldn't use his real name anymore and his current moniker was too vulgar for his taste.
After a few seconds of silence, Liam's eyes lit up. "Mael Tyler…"
Soon afterward, his laughter echoed inside the room.
Meanwhile, somewhere in the northeast, there was a city known for its high coal production, Copperglade. The coal that everyone in the North used mostly came from this city.
Two families controlled the coal industry in Copperglade, House Harrison, and the merchant family, House Keller.
In terms of annual profits, House Harrison was way ahead compared to its main competitor, which is House Keller. This was because House Harrison had extended its business to other parts of the empire. Whereas, House Keller mostly focused on the northern market.
At this moment, a heated discussion was taking place inside the meeting room of House Harrison.
"My lord, this is a direct slap to our faces! How dare that little bastard, Alaric, kill a descendant of House Harrison!?"
"We cannot let this go! We must do something about this or our household will be mocked by the northern houses!"
"I agree with them, my lord. Alaric did something unforgivable. If we remain silent, others might say that we are afraid of them. So what if they have three Transcendent Knights? Although we only have one Transcendent Knight, Sir Treston is ranked 18th in the Astanian Dragon Leaderboard. Lucas might be powerful, but he cannot go out of his territory all the time. As for the other two Transcendents they have, they had just recently advanced."
"Are you sure they only have three Transcendents? From what I heard, they have four."
"Who cares if they have four?! We can just ask our allies for some military Read the latest chapters on NovelHub - completely free!
He shouted in a commanding tone.
Everyone immediately turned silent upon hearing the old man's voice.
Darvin Harrison wasn't a warrior, but he had developed a commanding aura after being a viscount for several decades. His back was still straight like a sword even though he was already in his seventies.
"House Silversword only has three Transcendents, including Lucas. However, I heard that the former commander of Vale's armed guards had recently advanced to Transcendent because of House Silversword's help. Yes, I am talking about William."
Darvin looked at everyone's faces and continued.
"Although he hadn't sworn his allegiance to House Silversword, William had always answered their call. This means that they have four Transcendents on their side. The only advantage we have over them is we have a higher number of Elite Knights and Knights. Our warriors are also equipped with armor made from the central region. However…"
He paused and squinted his eyes.
"In front of absolute power, this is meaningless."
Everyone took a deep breath. They didn't want to accept it, but they knew that House Silversword had already become a force to be reckoned with!
A middle-aged man wearing battle armor slammed his hand on the table and shouted furiously.
"My lord, I cannot accept this humiliation! That bastard killed my sister! I must take revenge!"
Everyone turned their gazes at this person. He was the eldest son of Viscount Darvin and the heir of House Harrison, Richard Harrison.
This guy was already in his fifties and he was also a strong warrior in the realm of Elite Knights! His martial power solidified his position as the heir of the household!
Richard was the only one who would dare to speak in front of the viscount.
Darvin stared deeply at him and smiled coldly. "I did not say that we will not take revenge."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Richard raised an eyebrow and asked. "What do I need to do, my lord? Just tell me."
Darvin cleared his throat and replied with a strange smile. "Have you guys forgotten that Alaric's maternal grandfather lives in our city?"
There was collective gasp of surprise when the people inside the meeting room heard his words.