A Grand Vision

"They want to coerce her?"

The treachery and vileness in the hearts of nobles no longer surprised Asher because…

They had made him evolve in the past as well.

But his fury at this moment knew no bounds.

Mary was his only remaining blood. The last Ashbourne, aside from himself.

How dare they treat her like an object?!

"They believe you are dead," Aquila murmured.

"Oh. They must know that I'm not."

Everyone furrowed their brows when Asher said that. They all understood what he meant—spies had infiltrated the domain.

And it wasn't a surprise. With nearly a population of half a million people in the county, it gave nobles countless opportunities to sneak in their spies to scout information about him.

His return had never been a secret.

"It's a good thing that they know," Asher said. "I'll root them out in due time. But for now, we must prepare to face Count William."