Chapter 103: House Talos
“Lord Bronn, the bastards have taken over the iron mine!” the boy reported.
The former’s features twisted into a grimace. While a powerful mage could tear a sheet of iron apart as easily as paper, it was still a valuable resource across Remior. After all, most people were at the lower grades. They relied on everyday tools made of the mundane metal. Consequently, House Talos regularly exported it, making the mine an important economic asset for their family.
“What about the casualties?”
“Sixteen dead. Over thirty injured.”
Bronn wanted to clench his fists, yet he had enough awareness to hold back. Even the tough gemstone vials would shatter into powder in a Violet’s grip. It would be a shame to spill their contents – the elixirs had cost him an arm and a leg. Forcing himself to calm down, he spoke again.
“Who?”
“Most of the dead were Red-borns. Only four were Orange-borns… though… one of them was uncle Zin.”
Bronn sighed. It could have been worse. At least they hadn’t lost any Yellow-borns. Still, Zin had been at Blue, making him one of the family’s strongest fighters, regardless of what grade he’d started with. It was a significant loss. Bronn’s only consolation was they hadn’t been that close. The man had only been a distant nephew of his.
“Do we know who’s stationed there?”