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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3167

Running into old friends in a distant land was always something worth celebrating. Andrew immediately invited Luna, Valerie, Conrad, and Kyrie to the dining hall. They had clearly endured a long journey, and even the usually reserved Luna’s eyes lit up at the mention of food.

Throne City was now well supplied and stable, its atmosphere peaceful. Under Andrew’s rule, governance was far more relaxed and far less oppressive than during the Ludendorff family’s reign. As a result, the city’s population—once depleted by war—was slowly recovering.

Resources were circulating again. Almost anything could be found if you knew where to look.

Andrew ordered a lavish feast prepared for his guests.

Watching Kyrie eat like a man who hadn’t seen food in days—drinking heavily and stuffing himself without restraint—Valerie let out a cold snort. “Someone should mind their manners. This isn’t your home.”

Kyrie laughed awkwardly and quickly set down the chicken leg in his hand. After wiping his mouth, he turned to Andrew and spoke carefully.

“Mr. Lloyd, thank you for your hospitality.”

Andrew smiled. “There’s no need to be so formal. You’ve all been working hard for our homeland, far from home. I’m from Holtrien myself—taking care of my own people is the least I can do.”

Kyrie hesitated, then spoke again with an uneasy grin. “That said… I believe the relationship between the Harding family and you isn’t exactly… friendly.”

Andrew replied calmly, “I know. Sergio wanted me dead back home. So I’ll be returning soon to ask him what he meant by that—and whether he has a death wish.”

Kyrie choked on his food. His face drained of color as he shot Andrew an angry look.

Andrew didn’t even glance at him. Instead, he turned to Valerie and Luna and spoke gently. “Take your time. Eat slowly. There’s plenty more if you want it—and don’t choke.”

Several icy gazes landed on Kyrie.

He shivered, instinctively looking around, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Awkwardly, he turned back to his meal and pretended nothing was wrong.

Not far away, Othniel, Hershel, Petra, and Juno were all watching Kyrie with unfriendly expressions.

If this brat dared show even the slightest disrespect or step out of line in Throne City, they wouldn’t mind teaching him a lesson.

Andrew was now the Lord of Throne City—the undisputed ruler of the Wastelands. Even old veterans like Othniel bowed to no one but him. To Othniel, an outsider like Kyrie was insignificant.

With a single signal from Andrew, they wouldn’t hesitate to kill Kyrie. They didn’t care that he was from Holtrien. In the Outlands, nationality meant nothing.

The only authority they recognized was Andrew, ruler of the Wastelands.

Once everyone had eaten their fill, Andrew finally asked, “Is it just the four of you? Were there others?”

Conrad answered, “There were, originally. A senior military general—Mr. Marco Acosta—was traveling with us. But we were caught up in the war that swept across the Wastelands. General Acosta was stationed at a secret Holtrien military base. He was discovered and died fighting for our country.”

Andrew fell silent. There was nothing he could offer but quiet regret.

Luna then said, “Actually, we’ve been in the Outlands for quite some time. Back then, we were in the Deadlands searching for Mr. Lloyd Senior.”

Andrew was surprised. “You were in the Deadlands too? I was there myself—but I didn’t see you.”

Luna’s gaze carried a deeper meaning. She glanced at Nyx, who stood beside Andrew with a cold expression, then said quietly, “You didn’t see us. But Valerie and I both saw you.”