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The Four Kings of PRIDE

on April 19th four brothers are born. All four fated to do great things in there futures. There father a king is over joyed at there births, happy to see which one of his sons is going to be his heir for the throne. But in this kingdom there can only be one king.

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I Claim A Strong Warrior!

Chapter 201 I Claim a Strong Warrior!

A village in the desert: Twin Vipers Guild

Mezo Sheeter:

Finding the location of the Twin Vipers Guild that the young waitress told me about, eyeing the decently sized two story sand colored building, looking straight at the logo painted right in the middle of it blown up for all to see.

Thinking to myself as I stop looking at the structure, with how over the top their logo seems, I better not be disappointed at the warrior inside.

Reaching the double doors of the guild, halting my steps as I hear music and laughter going on about within the building, wasting no more of my time as the night is calm, pushing open the doors with not an ounce of strength as they just fly open, instantly stopping the festivities of their fun as every guild member darts their eyes toward the entrance.

Walking in with my face uncovered, I proclaim with deep authoritativeness', I'm here to claim a strong warrior.

Silent as no one speaks up after I make my demand, finally disrupting the quiet of the guild hall, a man in red and black-in what seems to be some sort of kilt speaks out loud as he steps to me, with his build average as he cracks his knuckles as he inches closer, the comb over orange haired man says with a boastful tone, and who might you be? Proclaiming to claim anyone here, you think your big and bad half breed kitty man?

Gazing past the man, as I can tell just by his scent alone, he has no strong presence, leering my eyes around the room as I make my statement known again, I say, is anyone in this guild strong that I can take with me for a better calling?

Clenching his right fist as he is heated that I don't even care for his soul in front of me, the comb over haired man then tenses up and tries to strike me, not even worth grabbing my blade as I latch my hand on his face before his feeble attack can even reach me.

Not saying a word as, I grip his head like I'm palming a ball, in that swift moment I crush his skull in my hand, sending his lifeless body to the floor.

End of Chapter 201