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At the time, Amastan had his mind full with the urge to charge into the Nine Mainland camp and rescue
his sister, but when he saw the others obeyed
Alaric’s order and the fact that he was in no shape to do such a thing, he could only swallow his pride.
A few minutes later, Alaric sat gloomily in his tent. Dozens of Raksasa generals stood in line on both sides
of the tent, with Amastan at the very front of the line. Not one dared to breathe a word in the nerve-
wracking atmosphere. Debra and Shentel, who sat quietly behind Alaric, remained silent as well. In the
wake of the sudden raid launched against their camp, their enemy had captured his sister. Alaric had
gathered everyone for a strategy to resolve the issue at hand.
“Brother!” Finally, Amastan could not take the silence any longer and stepped forward. “What is there to
discuss? We’ll rest for a bit and then immediately set out to attack the Nine Mainland camp and rescue
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtour sister.”
The majority of the generals seemed to agree as they nodded in approval. The Raksasa Tribe had always
been invincible; when had they ever encountered such a failure? Most of them wanted to solve the
problem. However, Alaric remained thoughtful in silence.
“Brother, why are you still thinking about it?” Amastan questioned in frustration.
“Honorable Son, rest assured. Darryl Darby might have Natalie, but from what I know about that man, he would
not harm her,” Shentel said in an attempt to appease Amastan.
Debra nodded in agreement and added, “That is true. The Nine Mainland have been on the losing end so far; the
only reason Darryl took Natalie was to hinder our army. I believe that this is an opportunity. If the Honorable Son
would like to make peace with them, we could send a messenger to them to discuss terms now.”
Make peace? The generals in the tent turned to look at one another; they looked conflicted. For the Raksasa
Tribe, it had always been to conquer or be conquered; peace was never in the equation.
The suggestion provoked Amastan; he pointed at Debra and bellowed, “Woman, shut your mouth! Stop trying to
manipulate my brother with your words!” It was the women’s fault; they had his brother wrapped around
their fingers. His brother had always been resolute, but ever since they appeared, he had turned soft and
indecisive. The more thought Amastan put into it, the angrier he got. He pulled out his longsword and pointed it
toward Debra and Shentel. “There’s a saying in the Nine Mainland—beauty is the root of disasters. I am
eradicating those roots today,” he shouted as he ran toward them.
Debra and Shentel’s expressions dropped at the sudden assault. They did not think that that Amastan was so
displeased that he would attack them with no hesitation.
“Stop!” Alaric roared as he pulled his weapon out as well to block the strike.
Clang! With a wave of vibration, Amastan stumbled about ten meters
backward. Alaric’s face paled at the impact. He was also wounded from the battle with Darryl.
“Brother!” Amastan widened his eyes in disbelief and yelled, “Why are you keeping those women
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmaround? You’ve been living under their spells!” Before he could finish, Alaric slapped his brother without
any warning.
“That is for your lack of judgment in what is right and wrong.” Alaric stared coldly at his brother and
growled, “Father is missing. The most important thing right now is keeping the Nine Mainland’s situation
contained and finding him. But all you want to do is to fight.”
Amastan had continuously neglected his orders in the previous battles. He had tolerated his behavior
then, but he could not find it in him to put up with that any longer. Debra and Shentel might be women,
but they were knowledgeable individuals who had taught him valuable insight. He would not allow
Amastan to kill them.
Amastan was shocked by that slap; he did not manage to snap out of it until seconds had passed. Then, he
looked at Alaric; he was utterly astounded. “Brother, I am only doing that for the sake of the Raksasa Tribe;
why would you hit me? What have I done wrong?”
Amastan was even more agitated as he spoke. “It’s not like I don’t want to go look for our father. Is it such
a bad idea that we defeat the Nine Mainland and surprise him when we find him instead?
Snap! Alaric was further provoked by what his brother had said. He swung his arm and slapped him
across the face again.
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