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Chapter Forty-Eight: Raid on Rockflower Part One

“The Blood Eagles are coming,” Brock moped on his chair with his thoughts drifting away.

“I know,” Wilt said while massaging his eye bags. A lot of us didn’t sleep well. We kept our watchful eyes up during the night in case of another raid coming. By dawn, everyone had an emergency meeting in the guildhall.

“Maybe we should negotiate?” Mrs. Smith proposed.

“Yeah, good luck with that, Mary,” the Astute Guildmaster exclaimed. “Even if we pooled our money together to bribe them, they’re still not enough.”

The other leaders nodded in agreement.

Abraham didn’t say a word on his throne since the start of this meeting. He had an anguished look on his face while pressing his pounding temple with his hand. Perhaps bearing the role as the new Guildmaster during this dilemma was too much for him.

“The Blood Eagles are coming,” Brock mumbled.

“Maybe we should surrender?” The John’s Horn Guildmaster said in defeat.

“Remember the Dal

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