Chapter 775: My King, My Home
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Updated : Apr 3rd, 2026
The war was over.
The words echoed not in the grand halls of the Continental Council or in the triumphant shouts of the soldiers, but in the quiet hum of Baymard's capital city. It was a peace that felt earned, paid for in steel, strategy, and sacrifice. From his office at the pinnacle of the Royal Palace, Landon Barn watched the sun cast long, golden fingers across the metropolis he had built from nothing. Below, hover-cars glided along designated sky-lanes, their lights mingling with the...
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