Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 464

Chapter 464 Prince Harold’s Lion

Bethel expected the Hill family’s guards to recognize him immediately.

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Once they understood who stood before them, they would obediently accept a slap and cooperate while he smoothed the incident over.

What Bethel did to their family afterward would be his private concern.

That was the plan.

Reality had other ideas.

Bethel had not even reached the first guard when another man stepped out from behind him and struck Bethel across the face.

The palm was familiar.

So was the perfectly measured force.

After the slap, the Alpha seized Bethel by the head and appeared ready to smash him into a wall. Unfortunately, the private suite was so enormous that the nearest wall remained too far away, forcing him to abandon that personal finishing touch.

Bethel: “…”

I’m finished.

“Release Mr. Watson immediately!”

“F*ck! Where did these lunatics come from? Does the Hill family want to be driven out of the Empire?”

Bethel’s subordinates erupted and charged toward them.

Caspar’s smile only widened.

Dogs tearing into one another.

Nothing entertained him more.

Lina tugged her gown free, rose with practiced weakness, and hurried to Caspar’s side. Tears appeared at exactly the right moment.

“Don’t worry. In a moment, I’ll-”

Caspar was beginning to comfort her when he noticed the guard surrounded by Watson Alphas.

One punch.

One man down.

The guard beat several S-rank Alphas like disobedient dogs.

Chapter 464 Prince Harold’s Lion

Caspar narrowed his eyes. The show was no longer amusing. He signaled his remaining subordinates immediately.

Several powerful spirit forms materialized throughout the suite and turned savagely toward the guard standing before Bethel.

The action appeared to press an invisible switch.

A massive lion, so dark its coat looked violet, burst into the room wrapped in deep-purple lightning. On enormous feline paw struck after another, swatting the attacking spirit forms aside.

Bethel: “…”

Wonderful.

The final thread holding up his hope snapped.

Bethel was not the only Watson who surrendered internally. The moment the family bodyguards recognized that lion, none dared continue fighting.

Caspar had once been forced to serve along the border. He recognized it too. He bit the soft flesh inside his cheek before speaking.

“Your Highness, you traveled all this way, and I failed to welcome you properly. Please forgive me.”

As Caspar addressed Prince Harold, a three-headed hellhound wrapped entirely in flame took shape before the lightning lion.

Heat swept through the private suite. The Holt spirit forms, which had frozen in shock, recovered and prepared to fight again.

So what if this was the first prince?

Away from the Imperial family, away from the capital world, and away from the First Legion, Harold was only another Alpha.

Everyone knew he had reached 25-class. His spirit form, however, was not considered exceptionally powerful. Compared with the true 2S-class monsters in the military, he was merely average.

“What are you afraid of? Our young lord’s spirit form is peak 2S-class. Even those military freaks might not be able to beat him!”

One subordinate shouted the claim.

The words worked like a stimulant, flooding the Holt Alphas with fresh courage.

Caspar also knew how to restrain the Watson side.

“Bethel, I shouldn’t need to explain the relationship between the Watson and Holt families now, should I?”

mained silent.

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Chapter 464 Pence Harold’s Lion

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Caspar narrowed his eyes. The show was no longer amusing. He signaled his remaining subordinates immediately.

Several powerful spirit forms materialized throughout the suite and turned savagely toward the guard standing before Bethel.

The action appeared to press an invisible switch.

A massive lion, so dark its coat looked violet, burst into the room wrapped in deep-purple lightning. One enormous feline paw struck after another, swatting the attacking spirit forms aside.

Bethel: “…”

Wonderful.

The final thread holding up his hope snapped.

Bethel was not the only Watson who surrendered internally. The moment the family bodyguards recognized that lion, none dared continue fighting.

Caspar had once been forced to serve along the border. He recognized it too. He bit the soft flesh inside his cheek before speaking.

“Your Highness, you traveled all this way, and I failed to welcome you properly. Please forgive me.”

As Caspar addressed Prince Harold, a three-headed hellhound wrapped entirely in flame took shape before the lightning lion.

Heat swept through the private suite. The Holt spirit forms, which had frozen in shock, recovered and prepared to fight again.

So what if this was the first prince?

Away from the Imperial family, away from the capital world, and away from the First Legion, Harold was only another Alpha.

Everyone knew he had reached 2S-class. His spirit form, however, was not considered exceptionally powerful. Compared with the true 2S-class monsters in the military, he was merely average.

“What are you afraid of? Our young lord’s spirit form is peak 2S-class. Even those military freaks might not be able to beat him!”

One subordinate shouted the claim.

The words worked like a stimulant, flooding the Holt Alphas with fresh courage.

Caspar also knew how to restrain the Watson side.

“Bethel, I shouldn’t need to explain the relationship between the Watson and Holt families now, should P

Bethel remained silent.

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Chapter 464 Prince Harold’s Lion

Caspar was right.

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Grandfather had ordered Aunt Beatrice to call Harold, Bethel’s older cousin, and demand that he bring the First Legion back to the capital world.

Harold had refused outright.

He had even said that Visser Watson had gone insane.

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