1 1.Dragon blood identification

"My beloved Margaret, Aiwa, will be going through gene identification soon. If I have not guessed wrong, in a month he will be assigned to a small garrison! You know, he's our Holtzer clan's future.

Unfortunately, I fear he may become like my little brother, Bagot, the type of person who shrinks from responsibility. Bagot's already almost 35, yet he's still an officer, so I really don't see him accomplishing anything by age 40."

"Similarly, I fear our Aiwa may suffer the same fate. He had been sent to the East Empire to study, but I feel that the East Empire's education is impractical. Although you aren't his birth mother, you are the only one who can handle the heavy responsibility of cultivating him. You have to be like a mother and protect him. Our Holtzer clan's future rests on his shoulders. That's why I wish that while he's stationed at a garrison, you will serve as his assistant."

As the highest-ranking general in Montelago City spoke while smugly rubbed his hands, a thirtyish beauty was standing in front of his desk, listening.

This woman was Master Kyle's second wife. She had a head full of curly brown hair, deep eyes, and a tall nose, giving her a delicate appearance. In addition, her tall stature made the mounds on her chest particularly conspicuous. Her officer uniform also gave her beauty a heroic spirit; however, I'm afraid you cannot describe her temperament with the same words.

"Me? To be a child's assistant?"

Margaret thought that there must have been something wrong with her ears. She never would have imagined that Master Kyle would make her, an officer, go and be her immature little stepson's assistant.

Preposterous!

"Don't look down on our son... Oh. I'm sorry. I forgot. He's not your biological son. However, don't forget that his birth mother is the empire's famous general-ranked Dragon Blood Warrior. We have the same lineage, so our son will definitely be an authentic Dragon Blood Warrior. Gene identification is just a procedure. Once the results come out, he will obtain some territory from the empire. I hope his future will be brighter than mine."

Master Kyle confidently looked at the beauty in front of him.

Although Margaret was unwilling, her husband was her boss, and she could only obey.

"You don't think this arrangement is inappropriate, right?"

Master Kyle asked, his eyes flashing as he watched her.

"No, no problem!"

Margaret hesitated at first, but in less than half a second, she answered with a very resolute reply, expressing her determination. However, she really wanted to tell this stubborn old man that Aiwa, her stepson, would not have a future any brighter than Bagot's.

She unexpectedly found out that he had been secretly peeping at her from a slit in the door while she showered. However, now she has suddenly changed her mind. She wanted to 'cheerfully' accept this duty so that she could discipline this disrespectful little bastard and let him taste her Rou Qian martial arts!

"Very good, the fact that you can answer so quickly makes me very happy."

Master Kyle walked by and patted her shoulders. "The empire's future is in your hands!"

"Informing the General, Master Aiwa's identification results have finally come out!"

A captain came in and snapped a salute. Then he bowed as he offered the identification report. Margaret took the report from the captain's hands, taking a quick look before giving it to Master Kyle.

Master Kyle's face was filled with an indescribable excitement. His eyes moved away from Margaret's charming appearance, and fell on the report.

But Master Kyle's excited face suddenly froze. Then his lips quivered: "How can this be possible?"

His hands holding the report were trembling.

"What's wrong?"

Margaret had taken a quick glance at the report, but she didn't see any of the specifics. She could tell from the look on Master Kyle's face that the contents on the report must have been quite different from the old general's expectations.

"Aiwa doesn't have the Dragon Blood gene?" 

Master Kyle's hands trembled as he pointed to the top of the report.

"Are you sure the blood flowing in his veins are yours?"

After Margaret said those words, she immediately felt that they were inappropriate. These words had too great of an effect on the normally proud Master Kyle.

Shortly after, her quick mind immediately came up with a more appropriate reason that wouldn't aggravate the general. "I mean. During the time he was in the East Empire for training, could something have happened?"

"Impossible, this absolutely can't be possible. This must be that old bastard Groote's doing. He had already made our Holtzer clan his sworn enemy. I'm going to the hospital to ask Steven exactly what is going on!"

Master Kyle was so angry his beard was shaking. "Help me change my clothes! Prepare the carriage!"

Margaret quickly helped Master Kyle put on his military coat, then quickly ran downstairs and ordered for a carriage to be prepared.

Very soon, a luxurious carriage carrying the general drove out of the mansion racing toward Montelago's military hospital.

Seeing the General's carriage arrive, the two soldiers responsible for guarding the iron gate hurriedly pulled it open. Because the heavy iron gate couldn't handle the strain, it made a deafening noise as it was being pulled open.

As the carriage charged through the gates, the coachman cracked his whip, bursting into the Montelago hospital.

"General!"

When a captain of the guards saw General Kyle's carriage come charging in, he rushed forward to stop it. But Master Kyle grabbed the horse whip and mercilessly whipped it.

-To be continued

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