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Chapter 69
The executioner fell to the ground, bloodying it. Everyone in the crowd turned their heads and gazed upon the perpetrator. Slade stood there with an unapologetic smug expression.
Aurum smirked as he looked at Wes.
"How heroic of you to come here and try to save your father."
Everyone gasped again as they realized who it was that stood amongst them.
Aurum didn't wait for a reply.
"You have made my work easy by walking here and saved me the time to hunt you down."
"And why would you hunt me down?" Wes asked. "What is my crime?"
"You," Aurum's jaw ticked, "are the son of a traitor."
"Is that a crime? I didn't ask to be his son."
Wes looked into the crowd to see some of the heads nodding in agreement.
"Yeah!" someone shouted. "He is nothing like his father."
"He is the complete opposite!"
Aurum's face swelled with anger.
"Silence! I am the ruler of this king
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