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Chapter 13 – Territory (7)

When Cornelius lowered his head, Jana shook her head once, leaving her fiery red hair to flutter in the wind and looked at him from the corners out of her eyes with dissatisfaction.

[You’re free to bend your knees, but don’t bring us into it.]

But even if they were unpleasant to listen to and she wanted to find fault with his words, she had to admit they were Brendel’s subordinates and they ought to do what he wanted.

They understood today’s conclusion from the actions they made yesterday. The young man in front of them was right, they had already offended the previous lord and the powers behind him, and they would not dare to offend another. The only people they could blame were themselves for acting rashly after Graudin’s insults and gave Brendel a chance to spur them into action.

She clicked her tongue lightly in annoyance before her eyes went back to Brendel. She was puzzled when she heard his new tax policies for the city. Vaunte’s nobles did not need to have the people’s hearts because the power they wielded was ironclad. If Brendel were strong enough to resist Count Randner, the citizens would not dare to resist such a powerful lord, and if he did not, it was pointless for him to administer the policies. Therefore, there was no meaning to his actions.

[Doesn’t he understand that he needs more money to set up a proper foothold in this city?]

If he was able to gather more funds, he could at least recruit more private soldiers to his army.

Brendel rubbed his forehead in thought as he looked at Cornelius and the other two commanders: “We’re surveying the lands. Bring along around a hundred of your men each.”

Felaern blinked her eyes puzzledly. She knew that he was about to fight Graudin’s remnants and he needed to win at all costs, but it sounded like he was about to bring the mercenaries to subjugate the sawmills. The Subterrane dwellers lived in the harsh Underworld, and their average warrior was at least an Iron-ranked fighter. Even if he was confident in winning, how was he going to avoid the loss of his men?

Was it so important to regain the sawmills?

“Survey the lands?” Cornelius was confused at the answer.

“There are four sawmills and two quarries near Firburh. Today, our mission is to bring them under our rule.” Brendel said.

“My lord,” Jana immediately spoke up, “we know of the sawmills, but the Subterrane Dwellers are occupying them. Are you telling us we are supposed to seize them back?”

Brendel merely looked at them without answering.

Cornelius and Jana’s expressions turned ugly. They had been here for quite some time and knew of the creatures in the woods. They were especially fond of night battles; their strength was high and their bodies robust. If they fought, they truly did not know how many of their men were going to be killed. Just the night battle yesterday alone, had caused them to pay a considerable price, and this battle seemed like

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