Normally, having a subordinate ascend to Legendary was a tremendous blessing, even if it carried the risk of the entire faction changing hands.
But truly having a Legendary as his backer would give Dunn a sense of security that was hard to describe.
So Dunn still hoped that someone on his side would become a Legendary.
Kane, however, was different.
As a member of a lesser race, once Kane ascended to Legendary, he would immediately be taken away by his race's creator.
That meant Kane's ascension would bring Dunn no benefits and instead cost him a powerful subordinate.
After all, even Dunn had only a limited number of fourth-tier subordinates.
Even with Dunn's current strength and status, recruiting fourth-tier powerhouses into his service was no easy task.
Especially someone at the peak of the fourth tier like Kane.
In the wilderness in central Campbell Island.
This was the Minotaurs' settlement.
It was one of the more barren stretches of land on Campbell Island.
That was why a lesser race like the Minotaurs had been able to get it.
After becoming the Pirate King, Dunn had considered moving the Minotaurs to a better piece of land.
But for various reasons, he had ultimately been forced to abandon the idea.
At that moment, on a high hill in the wilderness, the towering Minotaur Chieftain sat gazing into the distance at the Minotaurs working and the Minotaur children playing in the wilds.
Kane's eyes were filled with affection and tenderness.
That was the scene Dunn saw when he arrived in a hurry.
Dunn slowly walked up behind Kane, looking at his back and repeatedly hesitating to speak.
"Lord Dunn, have a seat."
Kane patted the ground beside him and spoke without turning his head.
At his words, Dunn silently walked over and