91 Flee

*Clang* *Clang* *Clang*

The Lord stopped playing with his glass, surprised by the noise.

Were his soldiers already back from their excursion?

*BANG*

The town hall's doors burst open, with a soldier running in, worn down and severely injured.

His entire body was covered in blood, while one of his arms was bent in a horrifying way. The scene shocked the Lord, who couldn't understand what was happening.

"WE'RE UNDER ATTACK"

With his last breath, the soldier yelled those words before falling to the floor, dead.

The maid present gasped, with her eyes starting to tear up.

The scene had caused her mind to be flooded with memories of when the Empire had attacked them, making her clearly remember the death of her entire family.

Were these bastards here to finish the job?

The Lord had quickly gotten up from his chair in response, but he only stood there, trying to process what this meant.