Chapter - 1321

To everyone’s surprise, Connor’s words immediately made Zeke stop in his tracks.

He glanced at Connor before turning to whisper something into George’s ear.

Smiling, George turned to Connor and said, “The King Class warrior is extremely delighted with your gift, Mr. Black. He accepts it with thanks!”

“As for the other gifts, please take them back.”

Overjoyed, Connor rushed forward and handed George the ownership transfer documents.

Connor had already finished signing everything he had to. Once the King Class warrior signed his name on the document, the ownership of the Third Military Factory would immediately be transferred over to him.

Actually, Connor had hoped for the King Class warrior to sign the documents on the spot. He would then be able to tell from his handwriting if the King Class warrior was truly his father, Archduke Ares.

However, George had stepped forward to accept the documents on behalf of the King Class warrior instead. Before Connor could get any closer to the King Class warrior, George led him out of the hall.

Connor felt a little disappointed.

However, it was no big deal.

Whatever it was, the King Class warrior had accepted his gift.

That meant he had accepted Connor’s offer of acquaintanceship.

The King Class warrior had better be Archduke Ares, as Clyde had promised.

But even if it wasn’t Archduke Ares, Connor felt rather self-assured now that the King Class warrior had accepted his gift. It wouldn’t be so difficult now to ask him for a few Spirit Stones.

Everyone around him turned to look at him with awe and respect.

A few even ventured to ask Connor if he knew the King Class warrior personally. Why else would the man accept his gift when he had rejected everyone else’s?

Connor maintained a mysterious smile. “I happened to be lucky, that’s all.”

“Since the King Class warrior was probably born into a military family, I guessed that he might be interested in military weapons and the like. That’s why I decided to gift him one of my family’s military factories.”

Everyone looked at him, utterly convinced.

Connor Black had made a very good deduction!

After the banquet, Clyde snuck off in search of Henry to reward him for his hard work.

It must have taken him a great deal of effort to accost Zeke Williams. Clyde felt compelled to make good on his word to accept Henry as a family member of the Thisleton clan.

However, despite searching for him everywhere, Clyde couldn’t find Henry.

Feeling rather sorry for him, Clyde mumbled to himself, “That boy has missed a great opportunity to make something of himself!”

Little did Clyde know that Henry had taken off after his confrontation with the King Class warrior, still bleeding from his injuries?

Henry knew that the Thisletons had greatly offended the King Class warrior due to Clyde’s recklessness today. The penalty for that was execution for the entire clan.

Henry had promptly decided to make a run for it. Even if he had to roam the streets as a vagabond, there was no way he was going back to the Thisleton family.

At Lacey Hinton’s home, Lacey, Dawn, and Nancy were trying to soothe the crying Missy.

Sobbing loudly, Missy cried, “Daddy’s in the TV! I want to go find him!”

She was referring to Zeke, who had just been crowned as the King Class warrior. Children had better recognition ability than adults, and Missy had been able to tell at a glance that the King Class warrior in the mask was her father.

Sighing, Dawn said, “If Zeke’s life force hadn’t been damaged back then, he could have been crowned as a King Class warrior a long time ago.”

Nancy nodded. “Now that you mention it...don’t you think the King Class Warrior bears a slight resemblance to Zeke?”

However, Lacey shook her head. “You’re letting your imagination run wild again.”

“Actually, I’d much rather Zeke be a normal person.”

“Now that we have the King Class warrior to protect Eurasia, it’s time that Zeke retires from his position as the Great Marshal.”

“As long as he’s happy and safe, I’ll be satisfied.”

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The first thing Clyde did when he got home was to gather everyone in the Thisleton family around him. He even invited Zeke and Lacey’s parents to the melee.

Today, he was going to make everyone watch as Zeke returned to make good on their bet.

He was going to make them watch as Zeke knelt down to him in apology and cut off both his arms as promised.

Although he wasn’t completely sure that the King Class warrior was his own father, Archduke Ares, or that the King Class warrior had truly accepted his gift of the Third Military Factory, Clyde didn’t care.

It did not matter.

He only had to make everyone else believe that the King Class warrior was his father.