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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3252

With a choking gurgle, another violent surge of blood burst from Pablo’s throat. His hands shook as he raised them, desperately pressing against his shattered jaw, trying to stem the flow.

“H-How did you… find my… only… weak point?”

Kneeling on the ground, Pablo forced the words out as he felt his life draining away, little by little. There was no fear in his eyes. No panic. Only exhaustion. His hollow gaze settled on Andrew.

He had lost.

For the first time in his life, he had lost. And he might not survive it.

He was the head of the Hearst royal family. Behind him stood Nate and three other martial gods—five in total guarding the Hearstlands. That was the family’s pride, its unshakable foundation. Even now, they stood at the height of their power. If the Lloyd royal family hadn’t produced a monster like Reginald, the Hearsts’ glory would have shone brightest among the three royal houses.

And yet, the number one of the Hearst family had fallen.

Pablo’s life flashed before him in a single instant. In the ringing silence of his ears, he heard only Andrew’s calm, measured voice.

“Your weak spot doesn’t always exist,” Andrew said evenly. “It only appears when you’re pushed to the edge—when you’re facing life or death. There aren’t many people who can force you that far. In fact, there are almost none.

“That’s why you’ve never lost. Why you could fight for three days and three nights straight. Unfortunately for you, you ran into me. Just now, you could’ve killed me at any moment too.”

His voice remained steady.

“But only by stepping into death can you find a way to live. Isn’t that right?”

Andrew continued, “Your only weak point is somewhere no one would think to aim—right under your chin. And the chin is nearly impossible to strike. All you have to do is lower your head and it’s protected.

“So I attacked the top of your head instead. Once you were injured there, you became cautious. Your focus shifted to protecting that wound.

“That meant you couldn’t lower your head anymore. If you did, I’d hit the crown again. And if you didn’t…” His eyes were cold. “Your chin was completely exposed.”

Understanding dawned across Pablo’s face, followed by a strange sense of relief.

He let out a weak breath. “Andrew… the Hearst family and I are no match for you. One day, you’ll undoubtedly stand at the top of Holtrien.”

A bitter smile touched his lips.

“It’s a shame I won’t live to see it. But don’t worry. Every promise I made still stands. After I’m gone, no one from the Hearstlands will trouble you. Before I came here, I made that clear to the entire Hearst royal family.

“That’s the respect our family owes you.”

When he finished speaking, Pablo closed his eyes. His breathing grew faint—so faint it was almost imperceptible.

Philip rushed forward and checked for a pulse. His face drained of color.

“Oh no… You really killed him!”

He looked at Andrew, stunned. “This is going to be huge. Even if Pablo said the Hearsts wouldn’t come after you, his death is going to shake all of Holtrien. There’s no way this stays quiet.”

Andrew, who had been standing upright through sheer willpower, suddenly staggered two steps forward. Blood sprayed from his mouth again.

He wiped it away, his voice icy and flat.

“So be it.

“They brought this on themselves.”