Chapter 63 - Ironfist Dissent
"How could you give governing power to that wrenched woman?" Smashing his fist on the table, Gorgon growled like a beast. "She's been taking over those soulless criminals and turning them into her ghouls to command!"
As the diplomat responsible for controlling crime in the city, Gorgon was furious about his status being threatened.
"As if that wasn't enough you even brought a dead body back into the duchy," Clint the bishop chimed into the conversation. "Keeping that poor soul trapped in snow…You've certainly made us fall off of Lord Atlas's favor!"
Raising his hand to complain further, Arnold nervously glanced around the table before presenting his own worries.
"I hate to be so stingy my lord, but…" Talking about the topic alone was giving him yet another migraine. "The treasury has been squeezed dried after the renovations, and I doubt we can survive more than a few months without raising taxes."