My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



Drake's ability to conceal himself was extraordinary. Even those more powerful than him usually could not detect him.

But the old man's glance confirmed that Drake had been exposed.

That Martial King had allowed Drake to leave unharmed to report back to Dustin.

This could only mean one thing: he was waiting for Dustin's next move.

Also, that old man was from the Divine Hall...

Those two words struck a nerve with Dustin.

The Divine Hall might very well have been the mastermind behind the Fox family massacre.

This organization was likely enormous, yet frustratingly, Dustin had not been able to uncover any useful intelligence about them ever since he killed that Martial King from the Divine Hall at Lannopolis.

Despite being incredibly powerful and possibly a top ranked faction like Hell Hall, they remained a ghostly enigma.

Dustin's face darkened as he contemplated that.

"My Liege, let me investigate again. This time, I won't return until I uncover something useful!" Drake declared resolutely. Dustin waved him off.

"There's no need. This time, I'll go in myself," he said coolly.

Drake could not handle this task.

Moreover, Dustin wanted to see for himself what secrets lay behind Lord Barbenheim's apparent resurrection.

"My Liege, I'll come with you!" Myst volunteered.

"None of you are coming. I'll go alone," Dustin said with no room for argument.

No warning came from the people monitoring the Barbenheim Institution on the following day.

Dustin remained idle during the day,

When darkness fell, he left for the Barbenheim Institution on his own.

He used the Fox family's martial arts technique to conceal himself. He was confident even a Martial King would not be able to detect him.

The Barbenheim Institution was eerily quiet, and its defenses were unusually lax.

They must have been very confident in themselves that they did not fear any intrusions.

Dustin was perched in the dense branches of a tall tree.

It was a vantage point that allowed him to survey the entire institution.

This was the same spot Drake had chosen the day before.

From here, Dustin could see James meditating and healing in a nearby courtyard.

There was no sign of anyone else for now.

Dustin remained patient and continued to observe.

James's condition had significantly improved since the previous day, likely due to the Martial King's intervention.

Before long, Dustin's glance focused on something.

Lord Barbenheim had appeared...

Dustin's gaze fixed intently on him to study his every move.

This was undeniably the true Lord Barbenheim.

His commanding aura was not something an imposter could fake.

Dustin's face darkened as he pieced everything together.

He concluded that if this was the real one, then the one at the Wyatt family villa had been a decoy...

It had been suspiciously easy when

Dustin killed him. Even more

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"Your Highness!"

James greeted Lord Barbenheim respectfully as he bowed to him and the Martial King beside him.

Lord Barbenheim gestured for him to rise.

"How are your injuries?" Lord Barbenheim asked.

"Thanks to Your Highness's healing

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Mr. Stilles's pure energy. I'm

Ster now," James said with a

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