Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1022 Lord Ye's Love of Dragons
Xia Xiu's voice wasn't loud, but his tone was deep and carried an undeniable sense of pressure.

It wasn't like a reprimand, but more like a father instructing his son who had made a mistake—that calm sharpness, devoid of emotion, was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Lupercal did not dare to meet his father's gaze, but slowly lowered his head.

He wasn't unaware of his emotional outburst, nor did he realize that he was too fixated on "formal justice."

“…I understand.” His tone was low and solemn, his eyes revealing a clarity born of reflection. “I cared too much about him. I will change.”

Xia Xiu nodded, said nothing more, simply raised his hand, gently closed the control panel on the terminal, and stood up.

He put his hands behind his back, glanced at Lupercal, and then walked toward the door.

"Let's go."

Lupercal paused for a moment, then followed, his steps firm and swift.

“Let’s go check out the wolf pack you built,” Xia Xiu said as they walked, his tone returning to its usual calm. “The Terrorist Mobile Squad just arrested a few new Amber Psychopaths, and they’re being held in the Old District Detention Camp. We might as well go see these guys.”

“You are the son of the First Prince, one of the future masterminds of this city. You must know—what this city is really like now.”

Xia Xiu's voice was flat, as if he were peeling away the truth of the city bit by bit and leaving it at his son's feet.

"Although we have suppressed the spread of Amber Mental Illness to a reasonable level, violent incidents in the city are still on the rise."

"Devil Fruit users run rampant, gang fights, murders, and neighborhood domination unfold one after another. Like wild dogs crawling out of hell, they tear and rage about."

“Those thugs who suddenly gained power had no interest in urban governance; they only thought about becoming kings of the mountains, establishing order through violence, and then using that order to protect their violence. The strong bullied the weak, and anyone who tried to interfere with them was ruthlessly persecuted.”

Xia Xiu pushed open the alloy door leading to the outer area. The wind blew through the passageway, bringing with it the unique smoky smell of the depths of the Far East City district.

He stopped and turned to look at Lupercal, his eyes sharp as knives.

“The rioters built the city by force and suppressed order by bloodshed; they incited others to join them and took turns causing trouble, fearing that the city would return to stability.”

"Horizon has only been in control of Far East City for less than two months and has not yet fully consolidated its power. I have also been busy building the Horizon lineage recently and have no time to deal with these clowns."

Xia Xiu continued:
"However, now that the basic infrastructure of the network is complete, the core pillar structure of the lineage has begun to stabilize. Next, it's time to make bold moves. From today onwards, Far East City will no longer be a breeding ground for thugs, but our battlefield."

"Clean up, take over, reshape".

"Only after we have completely stabilized the city can we face those lunatics outside."

Lupercal nodded slightly and followed in his father's footsteps.

……

……

Far East City Detention Camp, Block 2.

This place was originally an abandoned military post in the city after the war, but it has now been transformed into a special containment facility for Horizon.

Two unnumbered arcane pillars stood on either side of the gate, and the air was filled with the compressed feeling of a coercive suppressive field. Access was controlled and regulated by the lineage master; any target attempting to force their way through would have their skull vaporized within two seconds.

Today, the Wolf Pack's seventh and third squads are stationed at the camp.

However, the third shift seemed more like they were there to assist with data sampling. They stood in the back row, their movements were standard, but they didn't seem to be really involved.

The true chokehold was carried out by Class 7.

Squad leader Karen of the Seventh Squad stood on the left side of the entrance, staring at the two figures that were about to appear in front of the camp gate.

He straightened his back, remaining motionless despite his heartbeat being so fast it almost interfered with the tactical rhythm signals synchronizing in his ears.

"The two gentlemen have arrived."

That is the Lord of the Horizon, the control core of the entire lineage.

And beside him was the builder, Lupercal, the son of the First.

When that familiar blond figure approached and passed through the metal door of the passage, Karen almost couldn't help but kneel down in respect.

The Lord of the Horizon does not allow them to kneel at will—they are not believers, but the wolf pack of the Horizon.

So he simply stood at attention, his right fist pressed against his chest, making a clear sound.

"All members of Class Seven, reporting for duty to the Son of First Return and the Lord of the Horizon!"

Behind him, the other four soldiers marched in unison, their movements as synchronized as a ritual. Karen felt his mouth was a little dry. It wasn't his first time meeting high-ranking officials, but this time was different.

This is because their great leader Abraham was personally on the front lines.

It's not through projection, not through online images, but by being real, standing on this soil polluted by violence.

Xia Xiu stood in front of the Seventh Squad. He glanced at Karen, his gaze falling on the metal chain on Karen's shoulder armor that represented his merit in the cleanup operation—this was the medal system designed by Lupercal to reward troops.

During this time, Lupercal read a lot of books, some of which were native to Abelio, and others were from the Terra database that came with the think tank.

While reading, his attention was actually focused on Terra's past history of knighthood. Xia Xiu had previously asked him what books he had read recently, and his first answer was that he had read "The History of Knights' Medals" written by Alfonso de Castro (Terra's famous knight historian) and "The Glory of Warriors: The Evolution of Honor from Knights to Modern Soldiers" written by Michael Ignatiev.

Clearly, Lupercal always kept in mind his father's mission to build a Terranized, Heavenly Court Legion.

"You're Karen, the class monitor of Class 7?" Xia Xiu asked the class monitor of Class 7.

Karen immediately straightened up: "Yes!"

"I heard you led the team to carry out the clearing operation in the third block, recovering targets with almost zero losses. Many of the Amber Mental Patients in the containment facility were subdued by you personally?"

Karen was taken aback, then nodded subconsciously: "Yes... it's me."

Xia Xiu nodded slightly, his tone carrying a rare hint of certainty:

"Luppercar often mentions you, saying that you are clean-cut and quick-witted, a rare command talent. When the wolf pack expands in the future, your position will also be promoted."

Karen was inwardly excited, but she still managed to utter the lines that Lupercal had prepared for her:
"We will absolutely obey the leadership of Horizon, serve Horizon, and serve the people of Abelio!"

Xia Xiu smiled faintly, said nothing more, but changed the subject:
"Take me to see the guy we caught yesterday—Kreed, codename Drillthorn, right?"

Karen immediately stopped smiling, her expression turning serious:
"Your Excellency, that fellow uttered not a single clean word. Not only did he blaspheme your name and the name of the First Son, but he also repeatedly insulted the Horizon Order."

"He spouts vulgarities more fluently than he breathes, yet you deign to see him..."

Xia Xiu chuckled lightly after hearing this and gestured with his hand: "Lead the way."

Karen gritted her teeth and nodded: "Yes."

He thought to himself, "I hope that guy will know what's good for him and won't spout nonsense in front of His Majesty Abraham."

He turned and led the way, his steps quick, but his tone betrayed a subtle expectation.

If that madman dares to continue his insolence in front of Xia Xiu, with that kind of attitude, they probably won't even need to lift a finger; Lord Lupercar will teach him a lesson.

Squad leader Karen led the two to the containment chamber. Then, he knocked three times on the metal control post on the containment door. The red arcane interference light went out, and a heavy door slowly opened.

Xia Xiu walked in front, with Lupercale following closely behind.

Karen, the class monitor of Class 7, glanced at the monitoring console with concern and added in a low voice, "He keeps yelling. Perhaps Your Majesty should hand over the interrogation to us and the Shepherds..." Xia Xiu did not reply, but simply raised his chin, indicating to continue forward.

The door opened completely.

"—Eat my dick!!"

A deafening roar erupted instantly, a mixture of metallic noise and sharp, offensive language, piercing through the room like an arrow from the far end.

"You dogs cloaked in savior's clothes, huh? Even dogs are better than you! I can masturbate ten old bastards a day on the street!"

"Horizon is nothing! You're not even as good as the Fifth Church next door! Have you ever eaten shit?! Come and eat mine, it tastes like shit!"

The sound bounced back from the surrounding sound walls, reverberating within the narrow containment unit into a moving symphony of the most obscene human language.

Lupercal, the son of the First Prince standing next to Xia Xiu, instantly turned cold.

Karen, the squad leader of the seventh squad, was also ashen-faced. He wished he could immediately extend his arm from the E4 chainsaw sword mount and chop the guy inside into pieces, but with the two adults present, he dared not act rashly.

At that very moment, Lupercal's left eye twitched slightly.

【Eye of Horus - Phase One: Latency → Activation】

Imperceptible nerve waves spread across the back of his eyes, and the "spider-like monster" hidden at the junction of the nerve and the eyeball, like a hunting dog that has smelled filth, slowly opened an invisible spiritual eye.

Kreed was still cursing:
"You wolf cubs, did you crawl out of Abraham's asshole? If you're so tough, don't use the black wall to block the wandering rule entities. Let me out on the street, and I'll punch your wolf pack leader's dog head off..."

The words stopped abruptly.

The next second, Kreid suddenly froze.

He looked down at his trembling hands, and his lips twitched uncontrollably.

My skin felt like it had been blasted by a cold wind, my blood suddenly flowed backward in my veins, and my bones felt like they were being struck by a thousand needles at once. Waves of dizziness, nausea, and confusion washed over me.

"grass!"

He instinctively looked in the direction the door was open, and his expression froze.

The lights in the containment room weren't bright, and the corners were dappled with shadows, but the figure standing there, even without speaking or moving, made people hold their breath instantly.

The distance is less than ten meters.

With golden hair and golden eyes, dressed in a black suit, he held the silver-white "Lever of Heaven" in his hand.

He didn't speak, he just stood there quietly. But just standing there made his head spin.

He had seen this face before—on propaganda posters, in news reports, and in various places on the streets and alleys…

Hugh Abraham, the creator of the horizon and the powerful figure who chased the sun with white light.

And in the left eye of the First Son… something…inhuman was faintly emerging in the light. Like a spider web, or a shadow, it spread out in circles.

Zuanji shivered and almost wet his pants.

This scene was so shocking that it greatly improved his "amber psychosis".

He was like a rat king who usually spewed nonsense on the black wall radio, only to suddenly find himself on the floor of the Horizon headquarters, and, to top it all off, a tiger had arrived, accompanied by a monster that could eat nerves.

There's an idiom called "Lord Ye loves dragons," but he was more like someone who loves thorns and loves the horizon.

He's the one who curses the most and talks the loudest. He's the one who says things like "Eat my dick" and "Everyone in Horizon should die." He also likes to brag about how he would behave in front of the Lord of Horizon.

But if he were to actually meet the Lord of the Horizon, he wouldn't be happy at all.

“…you…” Zuanji’s lips began to tremble, his whole face filled with fear.

He was really scared.

Xia Xiu slowly took a step closer, tapping the ground lightly with his silver cane, as if striking his heart.

"What, not going to scold me anymore?" Xia Xiu spoke, his tone as calm as if he were asking if the other person had eaten.

Before Zuanci could finish speaking, his legs went weak and he collapsed to his knees like a lump of mud.

My back was already soaked with cold sweat, as if I had just been pulled out of a pool. My lips trembled like a telegraph machine, spitting out words incoherently.

"My Lord Son of the First Return... Lord Abraham... have mercy... I... I really didn't mean that... I just..."

Lupercal didn't speak, his expression as cold as frost. He stood there, simply watching.

But a faint light quietly appeared in his left eye.

The spider-like monster sensed the growing hostility and seemed to awaken from the depths of its nerves. A transparent yet eerie eyeball slowly opened behind its pupil, and a chilling mental fluctuation spread outward from its brain.

Drill Thorns immediately made him dizzy, as if countless ice needles were piercing his consciousness.

He shook his head and opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but before he could finish speaking, a figure rushed in front of him.

Lupercal.

At that moment, his steps were without any hesitation.

Lift your foot.

A solid kick landed directly on the forehead of the thorn-wielding man.

"boom--!"

His head hit the back wall, and the entire containment chamber shook.

Zuanji's eyes rolled back instantly, and he almost blacked out on the spot. He fell to the ground and twitched twice, drool flying half a foot away.

The air was silent for two seconds.

Xia Xiu stood still, tilting his head slightly, as if he had just seen a bottle fall over.

He neither stopped them nor said anything more.

As it gnawed, it got up from the ground.

That kick had made him see stars, and half of his face was swollen and red, but he didn't care about the pain at all. He crawled forward on his hands and feet and fell to his knees on the ground with a thud.

"I'm so sorry, so sorry! Lord Chief Son, please be kind enough not to bother with someone as insignificant as me!"

His voice was hoarse, his forehead slammed heavily against the floor with a loud thud, and fear was written all over his face, even his eyes began to glaze over.

Xia Xiu stood in front of him, looking down at the man rolling on the ground begging for mercy, but his expression remained unchanged.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Lupercal beside him.

“It seems,” he said, his tone calm but with a hint of mockery, “that our Amber psychopath is probably… not really sick.”

Lupercal nodded, then looked at the other person with a cold gaze:
"You must enjoy playing mentally ill characters, right?"