Chapter 73: Gluttonous Commander (1)
A few hours ago, beyond the Forbidden Forest...
*Slap!*
"Annoying fucking bugs..." Malachi Ironhand, a Nexarian commander, groaned.
Prior to the Pope’s announcement of sending the heroes to subjugate the tribes, Nexaria’s monarch had already made his move by sending a contingent of soldiers to deal with the Banur tribes.
However, there was a problem. Since the tribe was protected by the uncharted forest, the Nexarians faced trouble navigating their way to the tribe.
That was the primary reason the Banur tribe hadn’t been dealt with yet. Fortunately for the Nexarians, the Banurs had enemies of their own, enemies who were more than eager to let go of the difference with the outsiders and deal with the common enemy first.
The army, stationed outside the Forbidden Forest, awaited the arrival of one such ’ally’. But they were running late, and the soldiers’ patience was running out as they began complaining about everything.
’Weak bastards...’ Malachi mumbled, taking another drag of his favourite cigar.
The army wasn’t made up of new soldiers, but it was their first venture into the forest. Their small group included people from different backgrounds, like disowned and discredited nobles and convicted serial killers.