“All these money offers are exhausting me!”
Dustin sighed heavily, wearing an expression of helplessness. Every cell in his body was exhausted. Why was it so difficult to get a good night’s sleep?
“Logan, long time no see!”
While Dustin and Grace were whispering to each other, a young man dressed lavishly approached them, accompanied by an imposing entourage.
The man had a dignified and graceful demeanor. When he smiled, it was like a breath of fresh air. This man was none other than Dragonmarsh’s third prince, Nathaniel Linsor.
“It’s been ten years. You look amazing as ever, Logan,” Nathaniel greeted him warmly as if finally meeting a long-lost friend.
He continued, “I remember we used to hunt together back when we were kids. But my aim left much to be desired compared to yours.”
“Long time no see, Your Royal Highness.” Dustin forced a smile.
“Hello, Nathaniel,” Grace greeted him.
“Oh, Grace, you’re here too? That’s great. Both of you can come over to my place for a visit.” Nathaniel extended an invitation with great enthusiasm.
“Prince Nathaniel, I have some pressing matters to attend to at home. Can we do this another day?” Dustin attempted to decline.
He wasn’t refusing money, rather he desperately wanted to sleep.
“Logan, why don’t you share the details of that pressing matter of yours? I might be able to help with your troubles. While I may not have absolute control over Oakvale, it’s enough to get things done,” Nathaniel said with a smile.
“I couldn’t possibly trouble you with my affairs, Prince Nathaniel,” Dustin declined.
“Come on, what do you mean? We’re not strangers. Feel free to confide in me. I won’t turn down your request.”
“Thank you for your generous offer, Prince Nathaniel, but it’s nothing too urgent. I can handle it on my own.” Dustin smiled.
“Since it’s not urgent, let’s return to my place. It’s been a while since we had a chance to catch up,” Nathaniel extended the invitation once again.
“Alright then.” Dustin nodded helplessly. He knew he wouldn’t be able to avoid it today. Since he’d met Tristan and Matthias, refusing Nathaniel’s offer would be disrespectful.
Ten minutes later, Dustin and Grace entered Nathaniel’s mansion. Compared to Tristan’s luxurious mansion and Matthias’ magnificent estate, Nathaniel’s residence appeared relatively plain.
However, Dustin could tell that Nathaniel’s mansion was filled with hidden intricacies.
It wasn’t merely a humble home-it housed numerous elite fighters and was fortified with traps. Anyone who dared trespass would only find themselves dead.
“Logan, you must be hungry after such a long journey. I’ve already instructed my men to prepare a feast. This way, please.”
Nathaniel smiled, leading them into a dining hall filled with the aroma of freshly cooked food, perfectly timed for their arrival.
After all the commotion, Dustin was famished, and the enticing smell of food made his tummy rumble.
“Logan, we’re practically family, so there’s no need to hold back. Please, help yourself to as much food as you want,” Nathaniel said, maintaining his friendly smile.
“Then I won’t hold back,” Dustin responded, diving into his meal. Even though he was tired, he wasn’t about to add hunger to his list of woes.
“After you, Grace.”
“After you, Nathaniel.”
Following a round of pleasantries, both Grace and Nathaniel joined in the meal.
