Chapter - 58
Iron Merchant Drax stood at the bottom of the grand staircase, his heavy arms crossed over his chest. The red-haired bitch, Ryana, had fled with her tail between her legs, but the man she had exchanged glances with, he made his face twist.
Drax felt a sour, acidic taste rise in the back of his throat. He knew that face. He knew that arrogance.
This boy was getting famous among the nobles as the "Bandit Slayer."
Rumors had been spreading through the noble houses, barracks and the taverns throughout the town like wildfire over the last few days.
A commoner who had walked out of the woods, killing the Blackfang Bandits and saving the precious daughter of the lord. A boy who had reportedly taken down Sergeant Kaelen, a veteran Drax had respected for his brutality for being a traitor.
