"Lord, it's terrible, the Mercenary Team has defected."
"What? They dare!" Viscount Robin was furious.
"Over a dozen mercenary groups have already stormed out of the city gates, and upon hearing the news, many other mercenary groups are in pursuit."
"What about the soldiers at the gate?"
"They're assembling a team to chase them down," Foster stated directly.
"Let's go! I will see this for myself!" As he spoke, Viscount Robin immediately issued an emergency task to all soldiers in his territory.
By the time Viscount Robin had boarded the Beast Cart and arrived at the city gate posthaste, he saw a considerable number of soldiers already gathered at the entrance.
"Greetings, Lord," Pavel saluted Viscount Robin first thing.
"Where are they?" Viscount Robin asked with a darkened face.
