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Chapter Sixty One

Not so much as a quarter hour rest later, Iron Hatchet applauded and yelled, "Everybody stand up, His Majesty, the fourth Ruler is coming."

Van'er before long got back to his place, because of the unique preparation he had previously. He had figured out how to follow orders subliminally, so he took his pike sham and expected the prepared situation for wounding with his wooden staff.

The Sovereign and his devotees were strolling behind them on the wall. Van'er saw from the side of his eyes that the ruler had dialed back his means when he was close to Van'er.

Roland murmured quietly, the platitudes 'a late night will obliterate the morning', and 'to get up too soon will destroy the entire day' were truly obvious. At the point when he had wrapped up handling the outcome of the assault on the palace, he was reminded that he needed to examine the civilian army's preparation results. Roland felt sorry for himself. He hadn't rested the entire evening, so presently he was tired the entire day
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