Rielmons

The speed of a Saint Domain Expert flying directly was terrifying, especially for a Saint Domain Expert like Lynn, who possessed the bloodline of a divine beast.

His speed definitely exceeded 5,000 li per hour, and this was not even Lynn's top speed. Once he used the profound Shadow Clone Technique, his speed could rise another level.

In only a moment, Lynn saw the Royal Capital ahead, as well as Duke Harrington's Manor, which occupied a vast area within the city.

Lynn flew directly above the manor, then plunged down from the sky like a meteor and landed in the courtyard.

"Who is it?" A low shout rang out, followed by several figures rushing outside.

Lynn had not deliberately concealed his movements while flying and landing, so he naturally drew the attention of the manor guards.

"Yorl, it's me!" Lynn said calmly as he looked at the people who had appeared.

"Young Master Lynn! So you've returned!" The captain of the guards relaxed inwardly when he saw that it was Lynn in the courtyard, exclaiming in delight.

At that moment, a middle-aged man emerged from the house. He had the face of a lion and brilliant golden hair. Seeing Lynn, he smiled. "You're back. Come inside and talk."

Lynn lowered his head and answered, "Father!"

This middle-aged man was his father, Duke Pelakos Harrington, a powerful Eighth-level Warrior!

Lynn followed his father inside, leaving only several guards in the courtyard.

One of the guards suddenly muttered, "How did Young Master get in without even opening the gate? Did he climb over the wall?"

Yorl, the guard captain, shot him a glare. "Shut up! How could Young Master Lynn climb over a wall? He flew back."

"Flew back? Could it be that Young Master has already..." The other guards all thought of that possibility and spoke in astonishment.

Yorl nodded. "Yes. If I'm not mistaken, Young Master Lynn has already broken through to the Saint Domain!"

"What? The Saint Domain!"

"Young Master Lynn isn't even thirty-two yet!"

"Even Lord Rielmons was already in his forties when he broke through to the Saint Domain, wasn't he?"

"Young Master Lynn will be even stronger than Lord Rielmons in the future!"

"Lord Rielmons defeated several Saint Domain Beastmen. It'll be far too difficult for Young Master Lynn to surpass him."

The guards discussed fervently. In their words, they were already comparing Lynn to Rielmons, the Sword Saint of Destruction, who had recently earned an invincible reputation among humanity.

"A year ago, I received your letter. You said you were going to the Dark Mountain Range to temper yourself." Duke Harrington spoke as they walked.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at Lynn with bright, piercing eyes. "Did you fly back just now?"

Lynn knew what he wanted to ask. Under his expectant gaze, Lynn nodded. "Yes, Father. As you can see, I've already broken through and become a Saint Domain Expert!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Overjoyed, Duke Harrington said "good" three times in succession.

The Saint Domain, whether Saint Domain Warriors or Saint Domain Magicians!

It was an entirely new level. They possessed endless lifespans and could live forever. Their power could easily change the course of a war. Even duchies and kingdoms that held the lives and deaths of millions or tens of millions in their hands were nothing before Saint Domain Experts.

Even those ancient families of the Orlando Continent, with inheritances stretching back thousands of years, had to lower their noble heads before Saint Domain Experts.

Becoming a Saint Domain Expert meant that Lynn was qualified to become a member of humanity's Supreme Council, possessing the authority to influence the course of human development.

With a Saint Domain Expert like Lynn appearing in the Harrington Family, the family would also gain enormous benefits. At the very least, within the Magat Kingdom, the Harrington Family would enjoy an incomparably lofty status from now on.

Furthermore, Lynn had broken through to the Saint Domain before the age of thirty-two. Even in human history, he belonged among the most gifted of geniuses.

How could Duke Harrington not be overjoyed?

"I'll prepare a grand banquet for you!" Duke Harrington recovered from his delight and immediately made a decision. "All the nobles and experts in the kingdom must attend. His Majesty the King must come to congratulate you as well..."

But Lynn merely shook his head and interrupted him. "Sorry, Father. All I can think of now is what Alice and the others looked like when they died. I truly have no mood for a banquet."

In the end, because of Lynn's objection, Duke Harrington's grand banquet was canceled, and only a small family gathering was held.

There were not many participants.

Duke Harrington and his wife, Lynn's two younger sisters and their husbands and children, Lynn's youngest brother, as well as Duke Harrington's siblings and their families.

Inside the spacious hall, magical lighting fixtures illuminated everything as brightly as day.

Several hundred members of the Harrington Family, dressed in magnificent clothes, moved about the hall and conversed. Yet their gazes were all drawn to Duke Harrington, seated in the place of honor, and Lynn, Duke Harrington's eldest son and the heir to the next generation's dukedom.

"Big Brother!"

Lynn's two younger sisters came to greet him with their husbands and children.

At the sight of his two sisters and their children, Lynn rarely revealed a faint smile. He smilingly gave them some small gifts before letting them go play on their own.

"Big Brother!" A golden-haired youth who appeared seventeen or eighteen years old walked up to Lynn and called out happily.

This was Lynn's youngest brother, Scott. Though only seventeen, he was already a fifth-level warrior.

"Scott! You've grown quite a bit taller this past year!" Lynn nodded and affectionately rubbed his head.

"Hehe!" Scott grinned foolishly. "I'm taller than Big Brother now!"

"Everyone! Everyone!" At that moment, Duke Harrington spoke. The entire hall immediately fell silent as everyone listened to him.

It was a Harrington Family tradition for the family head to give a toast before the banquet began!

"Tonight, we have gathered everyone together for this banquet!" Duke Harrington's usually imposing face was now full of smiles. "First, to welcome Lynn home, and second, to celebrate that Lynn has... broken through to the Saint Domain!"

The banquet lasted until midnight. Every member of the Harrington Family drank until their faces were flushed red. Even the children who were normally forbidden from drinking were exceptionally allowed some fruit wine that night.

A Saint Domain Expert had emerged from the family. This was an enormous blessing for the entire family, and every clansman would benefit from it.

In a small courtyard within the duke's manor, Lynn sat cross-legged. The omnipresent Dark Element around him made him feel incomparably comfortable, but his mind was occupied with a piece of news he had heard at the banquet.

"In ten days, Rielmons, the Sword Saint of Destruction, will battle Cicero, the Dragon Breath Martial Saint and the foremost Saint Domain Expert of the Orc Race, above the Torrent River, 200 li northwest of the Royal Capital!"