Lord of the Oasis

Bags of salt, spices and sugar stacked from inside the shop all the way out into the streets. Merchants loaded with goods going flooded the streets with their carriages. The air was filled with fragrances emanating from all manner of spices. It was a prosperous, lively city at the side of the oasis. Sounds of metals being hammered and threads being woven were heard all over the place, as smiths and craftsmen were busy at work in their respective workshops. The banner of the successor of the Kingdom of Swadia—Baron Kant—was hanging on the city gates. The citizens lived peaceful, happy lives, revering their lord from the bottom of their hearts. Soldiers on the city walls armed with crossbows stood guard over the city, and footmen wearing mail armor patrolled the streets. The place was one of peace and security.

Ji Mansion's Old Zhao · Games

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There Was No Other Choice

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Rolf's words were like a heavy hammer, mercilessly hitting the hearts of the generals and commanders of the rebellion army. This was an undisguised critic and mockery, but no one could refute it, because it was the truth.

But it was precisely because they couldn't refute it that they looked at Rolf with red faces and red ears. Every one of their faces were filled with embarrassment and anger. There were even people who slowly put their hands on the scabbard by their waists. If someone took the lead, they would fight with Rolf here, blood splattering on the spot!

However, Rolf did not show any fear. He continued to look at them. He even took a step forward and said in a low voice, "What? Did my words cut you to the quick? But this is the truth, isn't it?"

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