Are you getting help on my turf?" Frederick said, laughing."Your turf? You must be kidding! All lands belong to us. Be it Grayville or Belleria, these places are all under the Drakonia Royal Court's control!"They thought Frederick was afraid, and so got up and began speaking arrogantly.Soon, several large trucks with mortars arrived. A team or artillerymen hopped off the trucks and mounted the mortars on the ground. Right after, they adjusted the firing angle."Now, do you see the situation clearly? All I need to do is wave my hand, and this entire village will be razed to the ground—including your tiny house!" one of the Dragon Guards sneered."I can get help too," Frederick scoffed, and dialed a number."I want everyone who works in Grayville City to come here within three minutes!" he ordered.The Dragon Guards didn’t stop him. On the contrary, they decided to give him three minutes. When the time came, they would get rid of those who dared to help Frederick too.Soon, ma
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