"What should we do now?" one of the guards asked. "Evermore's near-invincible, Consul. Maybe we should agree to their conditions." "Their conditions?" Stefan glared coldly. "They wantto either kill myself, or they killthemselves. How am I supposed to agree to that?" The guard shivered; he couldn't say another word at this point.

Stefan casually sat down, and took a sip of his cold tea.

"Since Evermore has already announced my death, they'll surely take action soon after.

"They're probably usingto make an example. They want Amos to understand he has no right to negotiate with Evermore, despite being the young master of the Smalt Sect.

"Or, they're forcing Amos into a corner to ensure he continues Evermore's plan.

"Either that, or this might be splot to shift bltowards Sir York. If that's the case, my master would fight him to the death if he doesn't know about the situation.

"They've planned everything..." Stefan revealed a gloomy expression.

we contact Great Wall Vaati right now?" The

"It's useless..." Stefan sighed.

take action unless they're

all methods of communication here

fish in a barrel at this point." The guard quickly dialed a number, and realized that his call failed

and collected despite his

word. Tell everyone to take three shifts off,"

drastic the situation is, everyone needs to rest properly. Make sure not to collapse before the enemy even

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