Chapter 207 – Speech (1/2)

Chapter 207 – Speech

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The sound of birds chirping outside eventually woke up the lone figure sleeping inside the small hut.

With the sunlight blazing on his eyelids, Calron let out a tired yawn and stretched his body while still in bed. He couldn’t sleep the entire night as he lay awake thinking about today’s speech and what he was going to say.

In the end, he came up with nothing. He had nothing to offer the ex-slaves besides his aid and a promise that he would look after them and not abuse his power.

“This is going to be a long day.”

Calron rubbed his eyes to rouse himself awake and finally got out of the bed. Ellie had taken Rebran to the inn with her, so Calron was alone in the hut. Since everyone would be gathering for the speech soon, he’ll see them again soon enough.

Detecting the presence of a stranger heading towards his hut, Calron began to put on some clothes and wash his face. If that person was here, then it must be time to get ready for the speech.

After a soft knock, Yelin popped her head inside to look for Calron.

“Yo, I’m almost done. How was your stay here?”

Calron greeted the nervous ex-slave while donning a shirt.

“Ah, it was incredible! I thought the Raizel clan would be scary but they were all very welcoming, and I had a great time. Aren’t you worried about today?”

Yelin asked with worry in her voice.

Even if Calron accused Lord Resir of treachery, the King would not straight out punish one of the Tower Lords. They were the pillars of the city, and if one of them rebelled, it would cause havoc in the area.

“Regardless of how much I worry, the situation won’t change until we do something about it. Don’t fret too much and just follow my lead.”

Calron laughed at the nervous woman and tried to settle her nerves.

“But wh-“

Yelin started before being interrupted by Calron.

“Let’s go. Everything will be all right.”

Calron placed his hand on her shoulder and gave her a warm smile.

“Yes.”

Seeing the confidence in Calron’s blue eyes, Yelin nodded after a brief pause and followed behind as Calron left the hut.

I believe in him.

That was her only thought.

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“Make sure that at least two of you keep an eye on him at all times, while three of you always scout the area he is about to enter. Five of you should guard any spots from where he might be attacked from a distance, and one of you has to always cover his blind spot in case of a sudden assault. I trust in your abilities, so don’t let me down.”

The Patriarch commanded in a stern tone as he glanced down at the dozen warriors kneeling before him.

Unlike the traditional Raizel clan guards, the twelve warriors adorned the highest quality soul armor, and weapons fit for peak Saint stage experts. Each equipment on their body was on par with any artifact belonging to the other major clans in the city.

They were part of the Patriarch’s personal guard unit.

“Understood, Patriarch.”

The warriors replied in a firm and unified voice.

“If you require additional manpower, you have my permission to enlist more warriors from the clan. If any of the other Tower clan’s people discover you, kill them. If they try to attack him, kill them. I’ll handle everything later.”

The Patriarch ended his orders and dismissed the dozen gathered warriors to begin their new mission.

It was a mission to protect Calron secretly.

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“Elder, the speech is about to begin in a few minutes. Do you require anything else?”

A cultivator with a mysterious emblem on his robe stated while bowing to an old man was seated on top of a hill. It had the perfect view of the podium below where the speeches were currently taking place.

People were already starting to gather and crowd the podium to occupy the best seats and view. Most of them were ex-slaves, but a lot of commoners and nobles as well came to see the event today.

The VIP thrones for the King and the six Tower Lords were yet to be filled.

“And what of our scout sent to retrieve information on that particular area inside the Raizel clan?”

The old man asked, his gaze fixed below.

“Sorry Elder, but the scout couldn’t infiltrate that area as it was strictly guarded by Saint stage experts and our scout could not possibly sneak inside under that heavy surveillance.”

The cultivator replied hesitantly, worried the old man would be enraged. Contrary to his expectations, the old man reacted differently.