Less than three hours after the war started, Inkitt received the dreaded announcement.
Ding!
[Inko Village (Lv3) has lost to Limestone Valley Village (Lv3)]
Inkitt shot up from his seat inside their hiding place. "WHAT? ALREADY!? Nononono—" he screamed, panicked. He didn't have money now. Nothing left even after the support he received from Voumi!
He was planning on selling slaves to replenish his gold but now they were gone too! DAMNIT! DAMNIT!!!
He grabbed his hair, eyes reddish from excessive emotions. It was here that someone next to him spoke.
"We can take revenge, Milord, as long as we have the token."
Inkitt flinched, and realized he was right. "Ah, yes. As long as I had the token, yes…" He then shakily took out the token he hid thoroughly under his pants. "As long as I am the Lord, I will get my reve—"
SLASH!
Inkitt didn't even realize what happened. He just fell down, looked up at the man looking down at him, and then… he lost everything.
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