Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

Chapter 916 211.2 - Politics

Trevor exhaled sharply, forcing the tension from his hands before reaching for his communicator. His father's words still echoed in his mind, but now wasn't the time to hesitate. He needed to act. He needed to move fast.

The call connected within seconds.

A deep, almost lazy voice answered from the other side. "Took you long enough."

Trevor's lips curled into a smirk. "Busy day, Leontius?"

A soft chuckle. "Aren't they all?"

The screen flickered to life, and the holographic image of Leontius Vargras appeared before him.

Leontius Vargras. The eldest son of the Vargras family, one of the oldest bloodlines that had actively worked against the Pentagon Alliance—the union of the five ruling families that dominated political and military power.

Unlike the Hartleys or the Middleton, who played by the rules of the system, the Vargras family had made their position clear:

They wanted the old world back. A world where strength dictated power, not alliances.

For generations, the Vargras family had raised warriors, not politicians. They were known for their brutal training, their elite mercenary forces, and their unwavering rejection of modern aristocratic diplomacy.

Their motto had been the same for centuries:

"Only the strong decide."

Leontius himself was a perfect representation of his family's ideals.

He was tall, broad-shouldered, with a presence that commanded a room the second he walked in. His jet-black hair was loosely tied behind his back, revealing the sharp angles of his face. His golden eyes held an amused glint, but there was always something predatory beneath the surface—like a beast waiting for an excuse to strike.

Despite his family's reputation, Leontius wasn't reckless. He was methodical. Calculating. He had an easygoing exterior, but no one mistook that for weakness.

Trevor knew this because he had worked with Leontius before.