Chapter 43: Two Stupid Guards.
Vernon Village
Two guards sat idly at the village's main gate, exchanging idle chatter under the dim glow of lantern light.
"So... what's for dinner tonight?" one asked, stretching his arms with a yawn.
"What do you think? Bread and some meat soup."
"Lucky bastard. We're still saving up for a new house—can't afford meat and look at you rich filthy son of a bitch, Eating meat soup huh ?"
"Not even the cheap—wait, who's that?" The guard on the right suddenly stiffened, pointing toward a shadowy figure approaching the village.
Both of them stood up from their chairs and grabbed their spears tightly.
"That's the kid who got beaten up by the chief's son... Leon, I think his name is?" the other guard replied, squinting into the darkness.
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