Chapter 258: Dona Family
In a dark secret room, some individuals were hiding themselves in a thick lousy cloth of dark color. On their heads were a hood to hide their identities. In front of them was a man in his late 50’s. He had black and gray hair. He had a slight mustache and thin beard. He has a pair of slightly squinted eyes.
He wore a white tunic dress under his black and purple robe. In his hand was a cane to aid his balance.
Meanwhile, there was an ugly frown on his face. As though he had the baddest day of his life. This man was none other than Wilbert Dona. The brother of Gilbert Dona, the current Mayor of Merc Town.
Thud!
A loud thud echoed inside the room when the person in front of those people in dark attires tapped his cane against the cold marble floor.
“Tsk! Are those imperial soldiers still alive?” He said with indications of anger and impatience.
“But, Lord Wilbert, we heard that you’ve sent some soldiers to aid them,” one of the people around said that to the man in the center.
.....
“They were 150 low class soldiers with almost no experience in battle. They are the sacrifices necessary to achieve this plan!” Wilbert hollered. His teeth were gnashing because of anger.
“I see. In that case, there’s no problem at all. Don’t worry. The leader already set up everything. There is only a little wait before this whole land falls into your hands.”
“I don’t need words. I need results,” the impatience in Wilbert’s face was more apparent now. “If there is still no result the next day. I’ll be forced to withdraw the 1000 elite soldiers I’ve sent to you as part of the payment.”
“Fufu.” The person, who was representative of the group, chuckled slightly at Wilbert’s statement. “Don’t worry, you have our words. Tomorrow before the night dusk, we will send some of our experts to fulfil your wish.” After saying that, the people in dark clothes disappeared like black smoke, leaving Wilbert Dona along with his aid.
“My Lord, congratulations. You’re finally one step toward becoming the ruler of this place,” cheerfully said his aid.
“Of course. When that time comes, I want to see the expression in my arrogant brother’s face. Hehehe!” He laughed with his eyes glaring in the dark.
...
In the Dona Family mansion, inside his personal office in his mansion, a man in his early 60’s was knitting his brows as he was asking questions to the one of the guards who defended the mansion.
“What did you say? More and more monsters are gathering in the gate area of the mansion?” He could not believe it.
“Yes My Lord, but thanks to our one thousand soldiers, they managed to repel them somehow. We’re able to defend the gate. But if the monsters continue to arrive, our soldiers will start to feel exhausted. And that would be the most critical moment for us. If that time comes, I wish for you to escape this town, My Lord.”
“.....”
The Mayor fell silent. He didn’t want to argue about it. But honestly, if that was to happen, he would rather die along with his people.
“Don’t worry. I’ve already sent one thousand elite soldiers to aid the Imperial Soldiers. They are the one thousand strong soldiers who are secretly trained for this kind of situation. They might have already arrived there and aided the Imperial Soldiers. I’m pretty sure the monsters will stop coming later.” Although he said that, it could be seen that his slight mustache was trembling. It was an indication of his anxiety.
His short stature, beardless face, and bald head was a very distinct feature of the mayor. Despite that, the people of the Merc Town favored him so much.
His green and gray dress looked oversized to him. It is closely identical to a Roman Praetor dress worn by Romans in the medieval era.
A sudden knock on the door took their attention.
Knock! Knock!
“Yes, come in,” allowed the Mayor.
The person behind it then pushed it. An attendant that was waiting outside came in and gave her respect by bowing a little. She said, “My Lord, a messenger from the temporary camp, is waiting outside.”
Hearing that, Mayor Gilbert immediately asked her to let him enter. The messenger then entered in a hasty gait.
“I brought with me a message from Lieutenant Davis. He’s the one who was leading the Imperial Soldiers.”
The messenger handed a parcel. It was a rolled paper that was tied with a ribbon. Mayor Gilbert hastily took it and adjusted his monocle before reading it.
A minute after reading it, his eyes widened at what he found out.
“What?! Only one hundred and fifty soldiers arrived at the camp?!” He exclaimed. His mustache trembled.
The messenger did not say anything as he had no idea what was written in the letter.
The expression on the mayor’s face looks furious. “That’s impossible...” he mumbled. “My command is clear, to send one thousand of them.”
The woman attendant looked at him and asked hesitantly. “B-By the way, My Lord. W-Who is the person who relay your command?”
Mayor Gilbert fell silent with the pupil in his eyes darting left to right.
“I-It’s Wilbert... Call Wilbert here!” He shouted.
“Yes, My Lord!” The woman attendant rushed outside to relay the mayor’s command.
A few minutes later, the mayor was alone in his private office inside his mansion. With his face sweating, he was waiting for his dear brother to appear before him.
After another minute, the woman attendant came back.
“Where is Wilbert?” The mayor asked right away.
“My Lord, Sir Wilbert could not be found in his home. His maids were also searching for him.”
What?
The mayor looked stunned. “Just what is happening? Where did Wilbert go? Why did only one hundred and fifty soldiers arrive in the camp?” The mayor’s thoughts were full of questions.
“Ask some of the guards to search the whereabouts of Wilbert,” Mayor Gilbert commanded.
The mayor felt there was something wrong going on.
“Yes, My Lord.” The attendant rushed to relay his command again.
Chapter 258: Dona Family
In a dark secret room, some individuals were hiding themselves in a thick lousy cloth of dark color. On their heads were a hood to hide their identities. In front of them was a man in his late 50’s. He had black and gray hair. He had a slight mustache and thin beard. He has a pair of slightly squinted eyes.
He wore a white tunic dress under his black and purple robe. In his hand was a cane to aid his balance.
Meanwhile, there was an ugly frown on his face. As though he had the baddest day of his life. This man was none other than Wilbert Dona. The brother of Gilbert Dona, the current Mayor of Merc Town.
Thud!
A loud thud echoed inside the room when the person in front of those people in dark attires tapped his cane against the cold marble floor.
“Tsk! Are those imperial soldiers still alive?” He said with indications of anger and impatience.
“But, Lord Wilbert, we heard that you’ve sent some soldiers to aid them,” one of the people around said that to the man in the center.
.....
“They were 150 low class soldiers with almost no experience in battle. They are the sacrifices necessary to achieve this plan!” Wilbert hollered. His teeth were gnashing because of anger.
“I see. In that case, there’s no problem at all. Don’t worry. The leader already set up everything. There is only a little wait before this whole land falls into your hands.”
“I don’t need words. I need results,” the impatience in Wilbert’s face was more apparent now. “If there is still no result the next day. I’ll be forced to withdraw the 1000 elite soldiers I’ve sent to you as part of the payment.”
“Fufu.” The person, who was representative of the group, chuckled slightly at Wilbert’s statement. “Don’t worry, you have our words. Tomorrow before the night dusk, we will send some of our experts to fulfil your wish.” After saying that, the people in dark clothes disappeared like black smoke, leaving Wilbert Dona along with his aid.
“My Lord, congratulations. You’re finally one step toward becoming the ruler of this place,” cheerfully said his aid.
“Of course. When that time comes, I want to see the expression in my arrogant brother’s face. Hehehe!” He laughed with his eyes glaring in the dark.
...
In the Dona Family mansion, inside his personal office in his mansion, a man in his early 60’s was knitting his brows as he was asking questions to the one of the guards who defended the mansion.
“What did you say? More and more monsters are gathering in the gate area of the mansion?” He could not believe it.
“Yes My Lord, but thanks to our one thousand soldiers, they managed to repel them somehow. We’re able to defend the gate. But if the monsters continue to arrive, our soldiers will start to feel exhausted. And that would be the most critical moment for us. If that time comes, I wish for you to escape this town, My Lord.”
“.....”
The Mayor fell silent. He didn’t want to argue about it. But honestly, if that was to happen, he would rather die along with his people.
“Don’t worry. I’ve already sent one thousand elite soldiers to aid the Imperial Soldiers. They are the one thousand strong soldiers who are secretly trained for this kind of situation. They might have already arrived there and aided the Imperial Soldiers. I’m pretty sure the monsters will stop coming later.” Although he said that, it could be seen that his slight mustache was trembling. It was an indication of his anxiety.
His short stature, beardless face, and bald head was a very distinct feature of the mayor. Despite that, the people of the Merc Town favored him so much.
His green and gray dress looked oversized to him. It is closely identical to a Roman Praetor dress worn by Romans in the medieval era.
A sudden knock on the door took their attention.
Knock! Knock!
“Yes, come in,” allowed the Mayor.
The person behind it then pushed it. An attendant that was waiting outside came in and gave her respect by bowing a little. She said, “My Lord, a messenger from the temporary camp, is waiting outside.”
Hearing that, Mayor Gilbert immediately asked her to let him enter. The messenger then entered in a hasty gait.
“I brought with me a message from Lieutenant Davis. He’s the one who was leading the Imperial Soldiers.”
The messenger handed a parcel. It was a rolled paper that was tied with a ribbon. Mayor Gilbert hastily took it and adjusted his monocle before reading it.
A minute after reading it, his eyes widened at what he found out.
“What?! Only one hundred and fifty soldiers arrived at the camp?!” He exclaimed. His mustache trembled.
The messenger did not say anything as he had no idea what was written in the letter.
The expression on the mayor’s face looks furious. “That’s impossible...” he mumbled. “My command is clear, to send one thousand of them.”
The woman attendant looked at him and asked hesitantly. “B-By the way, My Lord. W-Who is the person who relay your command?”
Mayor Gilbert fell silent with the pupil in his eyes darting left to right.
“I-It’s Wilbert... Call Wilbert here!” He shouted.
“Yes, My Lord!” The woman attendant rushed outside to relay the mayor’s command.
A few minutes later, the mayor was alone in his private office inside his mansion. With his face sweating, he was waiting for his dear brother to appear before him.
After another minute, the woman attendant came back.
“Where is Wilbert?” The mayor asked right away.
“My Lord, Sir Wilbert could not be found in his home. His maids were also searching for him.”
What?
The mayor looked stunned. “Just what is happening? Where did Wilbert go? Why did only one hundred and fifty soldiers arrive in the camp?” The mayor’s thoughts were full of questions.
“Ask some of the guards to search the whereabouts of Wilbert,” Mayor Gilbert commanded.
The mayor felt there was something wrong going on.
“Yes, My Lord.” The attendant rushed to relay his command again.
