110 "Native" (3)

"… If I were to be replaced, my successor can only be chosen from my clan's blood relatives."

Lutt's expression did not change.

The White Plains Town's invigilator realized that Lutt did not seem to be worried about this problem, and his frown deepened.

"Alright, I'll report the truth."

With that, the invigilator turned around and left.

Lutt's face suddenly darkened. He was in a rather foul mood.

These days, he had been tense, afraid that other hunters would attack him as well.

Without the Mutant Blood Warrior guards around him, he mobilized more than half of the army to guard his residence day and night.

Fortunately, the other hunters still maintained their rationality and did not ignore everything to start a massacre in the lord's residence.

However, the truth announced by the hunters had stirred up rumors in the city, and it also exhausted him.