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Chapter 310: Fierce Battle Cry

Chapter 310: Fierce Battle Cry

Trasias

Capital of Rakha Kingdom

"I do not agree!" King Emrys had a dark look on his face. "Why do you want to hide the fact that it was you who helped us?"

"Why do you always ask questions when you already know the answer?" Lucas interrupted. "I am simply asking to let my people train in Howling Mountains for a month. After that you can have the mountains back. I need no recognition or gold."

"And you said you can stop the tide?" Until now, the King still could not believe the Duke's words. The King even thought that the Duke might just be all talk and no action. How could he make empty promises like this? However, the Duke was not actually asking for any payment. He was not asking for tribute from the relics that they were able to gather from the Howling Mountains or anything else.

All he was asking was to be able to stay in the Howling Mountains for a month. It was for training.

"Yes."

"The Howling Mountains are very dangerous, Your Grace. The seven families have sent expeditions towards that place, yet none of them came back. Ena Thun's father came back, but he has not been the same. His body has been very weak and until now, no one knows what really happened in that place since all of the people who went with him died."

"I am well aware."

"And you still wanted to train in that place?"

"Yes."

The King frowned before he started shaking his head.

"The people needed to know the truth. The Empires abandoned us. If if what you say is true then they needed to know how you helped us."

In response, Lucas pursed his lips. "Those people already heard that I am here, Your Majesty," Lucas reminded him. "Do you really think that they would let this matter go?" he asked.

"What does that mean?"

"The seven families will never allow me to save the Kingdom."

The King frowned as realization hit him. After a few minutes of silence, he nodded. "I understand," he said.

"Do you?"

"Yes. Let us do what you want to do. I can give you two months of access to the Howling Mountains. After that, no more."

"Two months is very generous," Lucas said. "But I am taking that."

....

The Borders of Rakha

The sun had set over the horizon, casting an orange glow on the encampment of humans by the borders. Tension filled the air as the sound of drums reverberated through the camp.

The beasts were coming.

Prince Lyssander swallowed his nonexistent saliva. Next to him stood General Darian and a man with flaming red hair.

"They are coming," his Blessedness Lachlan Blaize said.

"That is not I cannot even see the end," General Darian said. He looked at the man who could wield fire. "Your Blessedness should not stay here. Please accompany the prince and leave this place."

"Stupid man," Lachlan snorted. "Do you really see me as someone that would run away from mere beasts?"

"Your Blessedness, I did not want to insult your abilities but please there is only one of you. Right now, your life and His Highness's life are most important. We will be right behind you."

"I am not leaving," Prince Lyssander's words caught the attention of the two older men. "I am staying here."

"Your Highness, your father, the king will not approve of this. Please leave at once. We can handle this."

Lyssander's lips thinned. His hand tightened around the hilt of his sword. He was not the best fighter, but he had trained since he was young. He could defend himself from bandits. Although, he was not very confident that he could do it against a beast three times his height.

He glanced at the various mercenaries that lined up below them. Then his gaze landed on Marga and her group.

"We still have hope," he said. If the Duke's people were as good as the rumors said then they should have hope.

"Your Highness, I think it is best that we leave this place now." Lyssander's attendant Amoni spoke lowly. "The beasts are ready to kill everyone tonight. You are the future of Rakha. You must leave this place at once."

"He is right, Sander," General Darian, who trained Lyssander since he was young, said. "Please leave. We will delay the beasts for you."

"How many sorcerers do we have?" Lyssander changed the topic. He did not miss the tense atmosphere that His Blessedness Blaize gave when he heard the word, sorcerer. Naturally, this was to be expected. After all, a Blessed Individual would never be able to stand someone who could use the darkness.

"Only two. We did not have the time to spread the news," Amoni replied.

Their conversation was interrupted when the drums grew louder. The humans, soldiers, and mercenaries fell into formation, each taking their place on the front lines. They stood tall with their weapons raised, shields at the ready.

They are ready to face the tide that would soon start once the light disappears.

Then the ground shook as the beasts started their approach.

"Your Highness, please! You must leave!" General Darian said. "The fight is about to start."

"You do not understand, if we fall here, then Rakha will suffer." The king had yet to give the orders of evacuation and the citizens were taking that as a sign that everyone will be saved, that everything will be fine.

How could he, the future king of their kingdom, allow innocents to be killed as he ran away with his tail tucked between his legs?

The Prince could hear the commanders barking orders from below. Then he looked at Magda and the rest again. The Duke's people were his only hope.

He frowned. Earlier, he was certain that there were a few more of Magda's companions. Right now, he could not help but notice that some of them were not there anymore.

Did they run away and left?

Did some of them abandon Rakha too?

His attention was interrupted by the loud and fierce battle cry that broke the tense silence of the night. The humans charged forward.

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