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Chapter 349: Traditions and Tensions ( 349 ) · Nov 11, 2026

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301 Chapter 301 301: The King Steps In ( 301 ) 2026-11-11
302 Chapter 302 302: Official Decree ( 302 ) 2026-11-11
303 Chapter 303 303: A Broken Hero ( 303 ) 2026-11-11
304 Chapter 304 304: Land of Warriors ( 304 ) 2026-11-11
305 Chapter 305 305: Seeds of Ambition ( 305 ) 2026-11-11
306 Chapter 306 306: Warmth and Worries ( 306 ) 2026-11-11
307 Chapter 307 307: Duel of Wits ( 307 ) 2026-11-11
308 Chapter 308 308: The Joy of Battle ( 308 ) 2026-11-11
309 Chapter 309 309: Unseen Threats ( 309 ) 2026-11-11
310 Chapter 310 310: Instincts of a Leader ( 310 ) 2026-11-11
311 Chapter 311 311: Wealth and Growth ( 311 ) 2026-11-11
312 Chapter 312 312: Gold vs. Paper ( 312 ) 2026-11-11
313 Chapter 313 313: The Value of True Wealth ( 313 ) 2026-11-11
314 Chapter 314 314: Treasures of the Past ( 314 ) 2026-11-11
315 Chapter 315 315: Promises and Memories ( 315 ) 2026-11-11
316 Chapter 316 316: Vows and Bonds ( 316 ) 2026-11-11
317 Chapter 317 317: Desire and Cruelty ( 317 ) 2026-11-11
318 Chapter 318 318: When Play Turns Serious ( 318 ) 2026-11-11
319 Chapter 319 319: The Fearsome Father ( 319 ) 2026-11-11
320 Chapter 320: Dinner Table Politics ( 320 ) 2026-11-11
321 Chapter 321: A Title to Bear ( 321 ) 2026-11-11
322 Chapter 322: The Heirʼs Resolve ( 322 ) 2026-11-11
323 Chapter 323: Inside Her Dream ( 323 ) 2026-11-11
324 Chapter 324: The Devilʼs Bargain ( 324 ) 2026-11-11
325 Chapter 325: Fools and Pawns ( 325 ) 2026-11-11
326 Chapter 326: Truth and Consequences ( 326 ) 2026-11-11
327 Chapter 327: The True Delegation ( 327 ) 2026-11-11
328 Chapter 328: Memories of a King ( 328 ) 2026-11-11
329 Chapter 329: Old Friends and New Feels ( 329 ) 2026-11-11
330 Chapter 330: A Bite of Trouble ( 330 ) 2026-11-11
331 Chapter 331: Maid Duties and Mischief ( 331 ) 2026-11-11
332 Chapter 332: Rage of the Maid ( 332 ) 2026-11-11
333 Chapter 333: Not Your Average Noblewoman ( 333 ) 2026-11-11
334 Chapter 334: Grill, Kill, and Chill ( 334 ) 2026-11-11
335 Chapter 335: Schemes and Strategies ( 335 ) 2026-11-11
336 Chapter 336: Hammers and Laughs ( 336 ) 2026-11-11
337 Chapter 337: A Dwarf, a Wyvern, and a Bottle ( 337 ) 2026-11-11
338 Chapter 338: Cheers and Chaos ( 338 ) 2026-11-11
339 Chapter 339: Speed, Skill, and Sarcasm ( 339 ) 2026-11-11
340 Chapter 340: Rise of the Predator ( 340 ) 2026-11-11
341 Chapter 341: Too Close for Comfort ( 341 ) 2026-11-11
342 Chapter 342: A Hero’s Deception ( 342 ) 2026-11-11
343 Chapter 343: Plans of Deceit ( 343 ) 2026-11-11
344 Chapter 344: Shattered Illusions ( 344 ) 2026-11-11
345 Chapter 345: Chili and Chains ( 345 ) 2026-11-11
346 Chapter 346: Javier’s Grand Scheme ( 346 ) 2026-11-11
347 Chapter 347: The Throne of Nonsense ( 347 ) 2026-11-11
348 Chapter 348: Defiance and Discovery ( 348 ) 2026-11-11
349 Chapter 349: Traditions and Tensions ( 349 ) 2026-11-11
350 Chapter 350: Submission or Sacrifice ( 350 ) 2026-11-11

Chapter 349: Traditions and Tensions ( 349 )

Garius rubbed his temple, a gesture of mounting frustration. His sharp gaze turned to Javier, sharpening the air between them.

”And Javier...”

Javier straightened, fidgeting slightly.

”Y-Yes, esteemed father?”

Garius exhaled deeply, a small smirk emerging.

”Good job.”

Javier blinked in surprise. Liana and Gloria widened their eyes slightly, while Alf and Erinnette raised their brows.

But then Gariusʼs voice turned firm.

”Good job… for not killing a royal princess without knowing.”

Javier froze.

(Wait. What?)

Garius leaned back against the golden throne, resting his cheek on his knuckles. His voice was calm but heavy with meaning.

”Had you killed her without knowing, it would have escalated things far worse than they already are.”

A cold chill ran down Javierʼs spine.

(Oh, crap.)

Then Garius narrowed his eyes slightly.

”But tell me, Javier…”

Javier gulped. ”Why did you bring her here?”

A sudden, dangerous shift in the air made Javier tilt his head, confusion painting his features.

”Eh? I just wanted to show off—err, I mean, I wanted to hand her over to you directly, esteemed father!”

Gariusʼs smirk deepened as he rested his hand on the armrest.

”You are aware of Amazarak traditions, arenʼt you?”

”In Amazarak culture, bringing a girl like her to meet your family is the same as saying you want to marry her.”

Javier choked on air.

”EHHH?!?!”

His eyes darted to Liana and Gloria, who both sighed heavily. Gloria pushed up her glasses, pinching the bridge of her nose, while Liana folded her arms and shook her head.

”Young Master, this is why we told you to leave her with Hesbeirn.”

”You never listen,” Gloria added.

”Why didnʼt you tell me?!”

The two sighed again, Liana rubbing her forehead.

”We did, Young Master. We questioned why you insisted on bringing her here.”

Gloria adjusted her glasses. ”You ignored us.”

Javier felt his soul leaving his body as realization dawned.

Lianaʼs eyes gleamed dangerously as she took a slow, measured breath.

”Didnʼt I tell you earlier, Young Master?”

Javier stiffened.

”Didnʼt I question why you insisted on bringing her here?” Her voice was calm—too calm, which indicated he was in trouble.

Gloria stood beside Liana, letting out a long sigh as she pushed up her glasses once more.

”We suggested two very simple options, Young Master. One—finish her off.”

”Two—hand her over to General Hesbeirn.”

A cold sweat formed on Javierʼs brow.

”Yet…” Liana continued, her tone shifting to a dangerously low whisper.

”You insisted on bringing her here. To the estate. To our lord.”

Javier raised his hands defensively.

”H-Hold on! You two never mentioned their traditions!”

His panicked eyes flicked between Liana and Gloria, who sighed in exasperation.

”We assumed you knew, Young Master. You have studied Amazarak customs, havenʼt you?”

Javierʼs face stiffened.

(…Did I? Did I skip that part?)

Garius suddenly smirked, leaning slightly on his throne and watching the scene unfold with amusement.

”Liana. Gloria.”

Both turned their heads, bowing slightly.

”Yes, my Lord?”

Gariusʼs eyes gleamed with mischief.

”You didnʼt inform him about this?”

Liana and Gloria exchanged glances, silently debating how to respond. Finally, Liana spoke up.

”We both, at first, thought Young Master was bringing her here to hand her over to Mr. Alf or Mrs. Erinnette.”

Gloria nodded in agreement.

”Not to present her in the middle of the hall like this, my Lord.”

Garius chuckled, the smirk on his face deepening as he rested his cheek against his knuckles.

”But… Javier.”

Javier jerked to attention.

”Y-Yes, esteemed father?!”

With a calm yet authoritative tone, Garius continued,

”As a human from Armand, we donʼt need to follow their traditions.”

Javierʼs shoulders sagged in relief.

”However…”

His relief froze as Gariusʼs smirk deepened.

”We donʼt know about her.”

A heavy pause followed, and then Gariusʼs eyes locked onto Zania.

”She, on the other hand, must adhere to Amazarak traditions.”

Javier felt a chill run down his spine as his fatherʼs words sank in like a dagger.

(Wait. WAIT. NO. Does that mean—?!)

Javier snapped his head toward Zania, who was staring at the floor with an unreadable expression.

Then—Gariusʼs voice turned serious.

”She was an enemy… for now.”

Javier gulped.

”But tell me, Javier.”

His fatherʼs next words pinned him in place. ”What should we do about her?”

Javier opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, searching for a response.

”Err…”

Garius tapped his fingers against the throne, a steady rhythm that matched Javierʼs racing heart.

”Had you handed her over to General Hesbeirn before bringing her here…”

A heavy pause lingered in the air.

”She could have been processed as a prisoner of war.”

Javier winced, and Liana and Gloria sighed in unison, disappointment evident in their expressions.

”Exactly, Young Master,” Gloria muttered. Liana crossed her arms, clearly unimpressed.

”Now that youʼve brought her here first, without following the proper process…”

Gariusʼs eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze penetrating.

”You have complicated things.”

His eyes bore into Zania, calm and unshaken, as he continued.

”Tell me, enemy princess.”

Zania remained silent, her fingers tensing as she refused to show weakness. But then Gariusʼs voice turned sharper.

”I said… tell me.”

A heavy pressure filled the hall, and Zania flinched. She swallowed hard, fear creeping into her voice.

”Y-Yes…”

Her voice was barely above a whisper.

But Garius wasnʼt done. His next words struck her like a hammer.

”You and your people came here without any investigation. Without any diplomacy. Without any effort to confirm the truth.”

Each word carved into her conscience like a wound.

”And instead, you created chaos in my lands.”

Zania gritted her teeth, knowing he was right. But Gariusʼs voice dropped lower, colder.

”If we follow Armand law…”

He leaned forward slightly, voice calm yet merciless.

”You would be executed.”

The weight of his words slammed into her chest like a death sentence.

”As per our laws, as someone who illegally intruded into my region and waged unprovoked aggression, the death penalty would be your rightful sentence.”

Silence enveloped the room, and the air felt thick and suffocating. Zaniaʼs heart pounded violently in her chest.

With a slight smirk, Garius spoke.

”Now, enemy princess.”

Zania tensed, feeling the authority in his words weigh heavily on her.

”Explain to my genius but idiot son about your tradition regarding this.”

Javier twitched, thinking, (Oi, why am I being insulted here?!)

Zania swallowed hard, unable to meet Gariusʼs gaze. All she saw was an overwhelming aura—a ruler, a man whose mere presence seemed to crush her resistance.

She clenched her fists, taking a deep breath before she finally began to speak.

”It is Amazarak tradition that if a man brings a woman to meet his family… in any way,”

She paused, her voice dropping as the implications sank in.

”It is considered an informal engagement. A sign that the man intends to marry her.”

Javier froze, eyes widening in disbelief.

”EH?!”

Zania flinched. But before she could continue, he interjected firmly, desperation creeping into his voice.

”I refuse. I didnʼt know about this tradition. I refuse!”

Garius chuckled softly, amusement dancing in his eyes.

”Oh? Then tell me, enemy princess.”

”If a woman in Amazarak refuses marriage… or is forced into one, what does she do?”

Zania bit her lip, hesitating only for a moment before responding with a hesitant voice.

”She challenges the man.”

Javier blinked, trying to process the meaning behind her words. ”Challenges?”

Zania nodded slowly.

”Most women in Amazarak are stronger than men.”

Javierʼs brows twitched, confusion unfolding in his mind.

(Wait. What?!)

”Unlike human women, we do not grow visible muscles,” Zania continued, her eyes flickering with pride.

”That is why…”

She hesitated before continuing, the weight of her words sinking in.

”Only if the man wins the duel can he marry that woman.”

Javier felt his soul return to his body as clarity dawned on him.

(OHHHHH! SO THERE IS A WAY OUT!)

But Garius smirked—a dangerous, knowing smirk that sent another chill down Javierʼs spine.

”I know that. Thatʼs why Amazarak has always been ruled by a queen, right?”

Zania stiffened and nodded slowly, a flicker of pride crossing her features.

”Yes… because amazarak men cannot defeat amazarak women in our kingdom.”

( End Of Chapter )

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