Chapter 124 The Naemarys clan
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Updated : Sep 28th, 2025
On the ship, Archmage Lodawg was a member of the Naemarys family and now commanded the mage unit, leading them towards the estate.
He stood at the front of the ship, on the deck, watching the estate in the distance. "About time," he was giggling while rubbing his hands, eager to get on the ground.
The knights patrolling the estate grounds saw it immediately.
One of them ran towards the hall, shouting, "Patriarch! A ship approaches—a giant vessel bearing the Naemarys insignia!"
Caelum's gaze remained fixed on his son, his expression one of quiet disappointment mingled with disgust.
Slowly, he shook his head. The tension in the room was suffocating, every eye on the patriarch as he finally spoke, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable weight.
"You've hidden long enough, Segarus," he said, his tone steady but cutting.
"Come out now."
WHATT!!!
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd as they looked around. They knew the name very well, and they couldn't hide their shock and were very surprised as to why Caelum called out his name.
The name Segarus sent shockwaves through those present, their whispers hushed yet frantic.
"The head of the Naemarys clan?" someone muttered.
"But he's not here—why would the patriarch call for him?"
The situation was already chaotic with Lorryll turning his back on his clan. The guests who were present in the hall right now, most of them were other families and a few influential people. The fame of Kaezhlar was already in the mud; now, they were known to be the strongest, but right now, they were outdone by their own child. The judging glances from them were the proof.
He looked at Liliana and thought she had planned it really well along with her father. From the start, this whole marriage was a facade that was to wipe out the clan.
He looked at Caelum and was confused.
Caelum, however, seemed unfazed. He stood tall, his expression unyielding as he addressed the figure before him.
"So, you've finally revealed yourself, Segarus. Was it worth hiding in the shadows, whispering into your daughter's ear, and pushing my son to betray his family? Or are you here to grovel, knowing the Naemarys clan cannot win against me?"
Segarus's lips curled into a faint smile, though it held no warmth. "Grovel? Hardly. I am here to claim what should rightfully belong to my bloodline." His voice was deep and resonant, carrying an unshakeable authority.
Elowen, who had been frozen in shock, found her voice, though it trembled with rage. "You! You've poisoned my son's mind, and now you stand here, shamelessly declaring your intentions? Have you no honour?"
Segarus chuckled, a low, menacing sound. "Honour is a luxury afforded to those who do not aim for greatness, Lady Elowen. I simply taught your son what you refused to—how to seize power, how to take what is his."
"Enough!" Caelum's voice thundered, silencing the hall. His aura flared, a towering presence that rivalled Segarus's.
The two patriarchs faced each other, the air between them crackling with the sheer weight of their mana.
Prince Milon stood back, watching them silently. He was astonished and greatly confused at the same time. Why would Lorryll join hands with Naemarys? When the marriage was announced, the news shook the entire empire, and people wondered if the two great powerhouses joined, then they would dominate the world itself. But it seems like it was just a plot to kill the other.
Lorryll, who had been standing in stunned silence, finally spoke, his voice desperate. "Father, I did this for us! For the clan! Don't you see? With the Naemarys behind us, we could become unstoppable. The empire itself would bow to us!"
But Caelum didn't so much as glance at him. His focus remained on Segarus, his smirk returning. "You've taught my son nothing but delusion, Segarus. And for that, you will pay."
The hall held its breath, the air electric with anticipation.
Jolthar watched in silence, his fists clenched, his heart pounding. Both of the power giants of this generation were present in the room; it seemed like they were ready to clash any minute.
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