Chapter 782 (1/2)

Chapter 782: Say Goodbye

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Along the way, she witnessed her clansmen coming and going with bags on their backs, their sad faces displayed an obvious reluctance to leave their homes.

Since their ranks had dropped down to third, they would be distributed to the much smaller houses of Stone Castle. It would be even worse for the people who were no longer be eligible to live in the castle. They were going to be moved to the campsite in the outer street. Even though it belonged to the Iron Sand City, it would be inconvenient when compared to the central area.

After all, the big clans Stone Castles controlled the limited pieces of land around the lakes and oases.

Lorgar etched their expressions in her mind and stored it in her heart.

As the guard stationed outside her father’s bedroom saw Lorgar coming, he couldn’t help but smile. “Princess, you… are healed!”

“Yeah, as good as I was,” Lorgar joked. “Is my father in his room?”

“Lord Chief is always in there, however…” The guard hesitated. “He is not alone.”

She had an idea who they might be so she didn’t bother asking.

That’s when she heard the sounds of an argument coming from behind the closed door.

“I thought we settled this already. Your clan would vacate the main castle within three days. So, why are you still here?” someone inquired loudly. “Are you defying the vow of the Three Gods?”

“Mind your attitude, Kabucha!” a voice chastised. If she had correctly identified it, the voice belonged to her oldest brother Rohan. “Now that you’ve absorbed the Black River clan, you should make them vacate, so we can move in. We can’t share a space with them while they are still mourning their loss, they still have white linens hanging on the walls.”

“You can send your men in to tear down the linen. Our Lord Chief wants results, not your excuses.”

“You—!”

“Ha, since your clan conceded during the holy duel, you shouldn’t bother trying to be arrogant. Your chief still hasn’t spoken and yet you dare to criticize us? Stay out of the way and be quiet.”

Others started to join in, “Exactly, accept the results or we can defeat you again!”

“Cang—”

Subsequently, the sound of swords being unsheathed rang out.

Just as the guard outside the room drew his weapon to join the fight, Lorgar stopped him.

“Leave it to me.”

“But…” The guard murmured as he attempted to argue. However, his next words were quelled by Lorgar’s peremptory gaze, he lowered his head as he replied, “I understand, My Princess.”

Lorgar pushed open the door and walked in, her face sullen.

The warriors of the Wildwave clan stood with their arms crossed, defiant, as they ignored the sharp blades near their throats, betting that the Wildflame clan wouldn’t dare to swing them.

The warriors had guessed right. Both, her brother and the guards, only dared to threaten harm, making the Wildflame look weaker.

Guelz Burnflame was seated behind a square table and his eyes reflected the rooms unsettled flames. Momentarily, the room was silenced.

“Stow your weapons.”

Lorgar’s voice broke the tension.

Guelz smiled, “Finally, you’re awake.”