On the other side of the festival, Michael was now lusting his armor on top of the castle’s wall, staring at the free space behind that will soon turn into a battlefield. Occasionally he would take a few gulps from the wine bottle by his side. “Your drinking habits are the same, eh?” Three men were beside him and ...
Chapter 34: Messing with the gangsters… or them messing with the Roils
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