--Reginal City, The Empire Of Carona--

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The sun was way up in the sky, and the busy streets were loud as always.

Everyone had their own agenda and things to do as they moved along the busy sidewalks and roads.

The place had come a long way and development was clear for many to see.

But of course, not everyone appreciated these changes.

Bam!!!!

A large table was flipped in rage by a very robust man in a large office.

His breathing grew coarser as ge thought of the contents of the letter that he had just received.

The air was tense as he clenched his fists in outrage.

"My lord!

Are they crazy?

If they know that you're sir Nopline's person, then why would they still attack you?

What the hell are they thinking?"

One of the knights in the room couldn't understand the Caronian government.

How could they send him a letter of dismissal after knowing who his master was?

Wasn't that just plain stupid?

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The knights within the room began moving around in panic while watching the doors and windows as well.

They didn't think that such a day would come for them.

"City Lord!

What do we do?

Those bastards are currently in the inn waiting to drag you back to the Capital!"

"How dare they?

Don't they know who master Nopline is?

They're just seeking death!"

Morroc raised his head coldly: "Silence!!!!"

Everyone zipped their mouths and stared at him patiently.

Morroc sneered and quickly ripped the letter into many pieces to calm his thundering heart.

He felt like he had been slapped on the face with this dismissal letter.

Who was he?

He was the city lord of Reginal city, and had been that for the past 16 years.

And sometime during his reign, he had met master Nopline and had sworn to be his follower.

From there, he began constructing the underground camps just as Master Nopline had instructed.

Of course everything was done in secret, and his rewards were five times more than what the Caronian empire paid him.

It was because of this that he could get more knights under his command.

His power grew alongside his wealth.

He could have any woman he wanted, no matter the cost.

Even his 4th wife had been stolen from another man.

But so what?

No one dared to resist or deny him anything, or else the price would be death.

Likewise, no one dared to tattletale to the royals because of sir Nopline.

So seeing that everyone else seated his master to the bone, he couldn't help wondering if the Caronian royals were too justice-seeking or stupid.

It's clear that they had just found out about his crimes after all these years.

Still, any smart person would close his eyes and turn their faces in another direction because of his backer.

But these royals were demanding justice instead.

How foolish!

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Firstly, they dismissed him and requested that he be dragged back to the Capital for judgement as if he was some criminal.

No way!

How could he allow other nobles to see him like this and mock him?

He would rather die than have his reputation plummet down.

The most painful thing was this his name would be removed from the list of nobles, bringing down to commoner status.

As for his family, the innocent shall be freed and the guilty punished.

If innocent, they claim 50% of his wealth.

From there, each wife and her child/children can get their individual manors anywhere within the empire.

The amount of treasure in Morroc's treasury is enough to support each for many years.

And within this time, they could find themselves jobs if they needed more funds.

Again, any of his children or wives that aided him in catching slaves, raping men and women, and doing other things will be punished as well.

The entire family was still under investigation.

But Morroc's case had already been concluded.

They had all the proof.

So his verdict was final.

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Morroc felt it incredulous.

Thrive already written down their final verdict to him.

So why drag him back to the Capital to be disgraced?

It was because they wanted to make an example out of him.

Now others who had different masters out of Carona would think twice about their next moves after seeing his outcome.

But why him?

Was he the only one who has ever betrayed their empire?

He felt like they were just making a mole out of a mountain.

"They want to drag me back?

No way!

Gather everyone and quickly head for the treasury.

I'd like to see how they would stop me from taking what belongs to me and leaving."

"Yes, Lord!"

The guards and knights ran out speedily, calling whoever they saw to aid them.

The whole place became very rowdy, and many servants almost thought that they were under attack.

Even Morroc's wives, sons and daughters didn't understand what was going on.

They felt a wave of panic and also began making a few items to flee as well.

How could they stay here and wait for death?

In an instant, everyone hoarded their guards like crazy.

"Hey, you over there, we need more guards.

Follow us now."

"What the hell are you doing?

If you take our men away, then who will protect my daughter and I?"

"Are you crazy?

If you take my men away, then what about my sons and I?"

"Shoo!

Don't come here and infect the minds of my men.

Leave now!"

"I'm sorry mistress.

It's the lord's command."

"Well then, tell that same lord that I, Gweniviere, refuses."

"I, Patricia, refuse."

"Tell him that Kitana refuses.

Now get the hell out of my sight!

Tch.

The nerve of you to pick on a poor defenceless woman and her children.

Have you no shame?"

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When Morroc got the news, his blood boiled.

How dare they deny him?

What happened to all the good times that they had shared?

As expected, women were all two-faced demons.

He almost wanted to match over there and back them to pieces, but now wasn't the time.

He had to hurry.

The clock was ticking, and time wasn't on his side.

He was now on the Run!