Chapter 513: The Beacon Fires are Lit! (Middle)

Alexander, hearing these words, had his eyes gradually well up with tears.

The young man standing before him was just as steadfast as he had been a year ago before entering Endless Hell Prison.

With him here, the Dragon Realm was blessed!

"My child, the future of our Dragon Realm is in your hands. A month from now, I will send a messenger to you and to all the brave and willing youths ready to journey to the Forbidden Land. Regardless of whether they choose to go or not, the soldiers of White War Department are the pride of our Dragon Realm," Alexander said with tears brimming in his eyes.

White Mitchell gave a nod, understanding that a month was not a long time but neither was it too short.

"Uncle, I leave this family to you. There are too many parasites at home. It's time to clean them up. I know you are kind-hearted, but some people are rotten to the bone. There is no point in keeping them around," White Mitchell said, turning to Mateo Mitchell.