An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 2000

Despite employing a substantial amount of explosives, the bronze door remained impervious, showcasing its exceptional durability. Even sheer brute force proved ineffective.

Grace, with a slight furrow in her brow, suggested, "Search for mechanisms or anything that might assist us."

"Got it!" The envoy team leader promptly responded, directing his team to explore. Despite an extensive search within the grand hall, they discovered nothing.

"Ms. Linsor," Garrett interjected. "Save your efforts. The solution to open this bronze door is right here."

Grace turned around, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Oh? Captain Wilder, do you recognize the symbols on the door?"

"I've been on quite the journey, exploring historical sites and immersing myself in the study of intriguing symbols for many years. It's become second nature to me." Garrett proudly shared.

He walked forward confidently and added, "If I'm not mistaken, this underwater palace was built by the ruler of Sceptoria a thousand years ago.

"Those tadpole-like symbols on it represent the written language of Sceptoria."

Jackson exclaimed, offering a thumbs-up and a sincere compliment, "Who would have guessed that you possess such extensive knowledge, even about a culture from a millennium ago? Impressive."

When it came to such matters, he admitted he was completely clueless.

"Well, our captain was a brilliant archaeology prodigy before founding the Black Scorpion Squad. His expertise in the history of various eras is unparalleled," Silva stated proudly.

"Oh, that's ancient history now. A genuine hero focuses on the present." Garrett modestly dismissed the praise, waving his hand.

After years of being looked down on, it was finally his time to showcase his knowledge.

"Captain Wilder, given your expertise with Sceptoria's script, do you reckon there's a way to unlock this door?" Grace asked.

"Sure thing." Garrett approached the bronze door, gently running his fingers over the various symbols.

Garrett basked in the applause from the crowd, a touch of delight creeping into his demeanor.

Though his combat skills were not exceptional, his keen mind had guided the Black Scorpion Squad to remarkable success.

"Ms. Linsor, any thoughts on my performance? I hope I didn't disappoint," Garrett quipped with a proud smile.

Grace acknowledged. "Captain Wilder, your prowess in both intellect and combat is truly remarkable." She couldn't deny that Garrett possessed some impressive skills.

"I'm not claiming to be a master at both, but compared to those relying solely on brute force, I'd say I've got a couple of brains," Garrett mentioned, giving Dustin a meaningful look.

He pondered, "Sure, he's good in a fight, but at the end of the day, he's just a martial artist without much strategic thinking. When it comes to handling situations, he still needs my cunning and wit."

As Garrett savored his contentment, an unexpected turn of events took place.