Chapter Twelve

"Okay, that's all for today. You are all dismissed." With that, everyone that was gathered at the 'Meeting field' spread away; going to their own ways to do their own jobs.

A sigh escaped his mouth as he walks to where his house is located. He sat down on one of the rocks, that's in the house with his back leaning on the wall of the house. Thought's of the other day came back rushing into his head.

He has lost so many people on his side because of the battle that was carried out on Debark (It's a name of place if you are wondering).

Losing the battle because of lack of skill and weapon didn't go well with him. He really needs to upgrade that but the question is 'How'.

His goal is to take over the throne and rule the country as one country with a centralized administration and one king that is not just a puppet king.

He always has dreamed of one country that is stable, peaceful and happy not the recent chaotic and useable country with people trying to take over the power.

Hate is a strong word, but he hates one person so much that he wanted to strangle him the moment he meets him he is hoping is going to be soon. He planned to take over the throne after showing the 'King Maker' his place.

In order to get his plan into an action, he needs a distraction to take the other's attention off of him so that he can do whatever he wants to do.

"My Lord! My Lord!" he jolt up from his seat to figure out what happened, but he was only met with a man on the door leaning on the door frame panting from running a long distance.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO THAT AGAIN!"

"I'm sorry but this is very important, my lord." he sat down to where he was in the first place before the guy came in.

"What?" he asked in a bored tone.

"The men we sent to Gojjam have been defeated completely and there seems to be someone powerful helping them. We still haven't figured that out." This made him sit up straight.

"Are of them all killed?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Are you sure there is no one left behind? They didn't take anyone into the cells for questioning?"

"We are sure that every one of them is all killed. They left not even a single person behind for questioning."

"Okay, you can go." With that the man that rushed into the house making a scene and startling him, got out of the house leaving him all alone.

'What should I do?

What am I supposed to do now?

I have another enemy?

Or are they ally with their own enemy?

Or are they ally with my enemy?' he kept ongoing with his thoughts non-stop, which almost took him the entire day.

He was walking to the place where he and his people eat together but someone unexpectedly interrupted him.

Someone he didn't expect would appear out of nowhere.

"Hello, Kassa!"