The Grand Duke's Son Is A Heretic

Kael’s expression darkened the moment he saw the figure stepping from the smoke.A strong wind blew around that swayed away all dust around.

Seeing the familiar figure, Kael couldn’t help but cough..

"Adele..."

The name struck a chord of dread. His pupils narrowed.

’Not good. That pressure... this isn’t just some elite knight. This isn’t A- rank. It’s beyond.’

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He analyzed it in seconds. ’Typical A-rank caps at 300 across the board...Beginning from 300 stats it reaches 600 for A+. But this pressure is different. It’s dense... complete. Her stats are hovering near 600. S-tier threshold.’

From A the stats start to differentiate wildly and many people throughout their life get stuck in the A rank inability to overcome the walk.

He stepped forward to warn them—but was cut off.

"Everyone, attack her now!" Adonis roared, sword raised high, his voice sharp with urgency.

"Stop!" Kael yelled, eyes flashing. "Don’t be hasty!"

But it was too late.