The Male Leads Are Trapped in My House

Chapter 287

“Your Grace, this path seems to lead to Mahithilde Arena.”

Arthur Bangor, who had been glancing around cautiously, pointed toward one of the branching tunnels.

As he said, on the dirt wall ahead, the word Mahithilde had been written in stark white chalk.

Duke Lancaster stood at the crossroads, deep in thought.

If he wanted to twist this disaster into something favorable, he had to make a choice. Which path would he take?

I can’t abandon the New Human Project.

Absolutely not.

He had come too far to stop now.

The Duke recalled the first time he had read Ezra’s journal and heard about Springborne from the head of the Segrave family. The revelation had shocked him.

The ancients had built incredible civilizations thanks to Springborne, using their special abilities to create lives beyond imagination.

And so, he too had wanted to become like them. No—he wanted to become the New Human himself.

The ancient civilization may have perished, but he was different.

And if things had become difficult… perhaps killing every obstacle and starting over was the better option.

His greed-glazed eyes settled on Arthur Bangor’s face.

Yes. This bastard’s ability is Transference, isn’t it? If I use him…

He could turn this situation around.

Kill them all and begin anew.

Then, through Arthur, he would transfer Cherry and Ezra’s abilities to himself.

Directly injecting Springborne was too risky, but with Arthur’s Transference ability, it could work.

After that, he would create a new civilization. The world was already in ruins—starting from scratch wouldn’t be too difficult.

Who am I? I am Lancaster—the man once praised as a greater leader than the King of Graydon himself. A man destined for greatness.

If it were anyone else, it would be impossible.

But he was not just anyone.

“Alright. Let’s go. To Mahithilde.”

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