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"Here, Lord Victory," said one of the archers as he handed him a letter.
Victory grabbed it and shouted, "Quiet! Do not call me Lord anymore."
Then, he began to open it slowly. Victory served as the Gate Lord, commanding 50 men under him. He had grown to despise the title of lord ever since that fateful fight where two unruly men threw him over the wall, leaving him with grave injuries that nearly claimed his life. From that day on, his men began to address him as lord.
As he opened the letter, he noticed it was signed by his brother, Lender. He quickly read its contents and made a decision. Determined, Victory sought an audience with Prince Radamier, the lord of the city, to request a few days' leave.
Upon seeing Prince Radamier, Victory felt a sense of relief as the prince granted him the leave he sought. Radamier, aware of Victory's dedication and loyalty, assured him that he could take the time he needed. However, a playful smile crossed the prince's face as he added, "Just please don't disappear forever!"
Victory couldn't help but chuckle at the prince's jest. "I assure you, my lord," Victory replied with a nod, "I will return before you know it, ready to continue being called Lord.
"So, you really don't like being called lord then?" asked Radamier, curious.
Victory shrugged, I don't know. I think this might be of some use to you he said giving Radamier the letter
Radamier took the letter from Victory and quickly scanned its contents. His brows furrowed in confusion, but as he read further, his expression changed to one of excitement.
"This...this could be a breakthrough," Radamier exclaimed. "Victory, this letter...it talks about a hidden passage that leads to a long-lost treasure. It's said to be guarded by ancient traps and puzzles, but the reward is unimaginable!"
Victory's eyes widened in intrigue. "So, what do you propose, my lord?"
"I propose that we embark on this quest together," Radamier said, determination gleaming in his eyes. "We will gather a team of skilled individuals, including you and your men. We will conquer the challenges that lie ahead and claim the treasure for ourselves."
Victory couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through his veins. This adventure could be a chance for redemption, a way to prove himself beyond the title of lord. With a firm nod, he agreed. "I'm in, my lord. Let's journey into the unknown and make our mark in history."
And so, Victory and Prince Radamier set off on their perilous quest, ready to face the trials and tribulations that awaited them. Little did they know that this adventure would not only change their lives but also the fate of the entire kingdom.
"Here, Lord Victory," said one of the archers as he handed him a letter.
Victory grabbed it and shouted, "Quiet! Do not call me Lord anymore."
Then, he began to open it slowly. Victory served as the Gate Lord, commanding 50 men under him. He had grown to despise the title of lord ever since that fateful fight where two unruly men threw him over the wall, leaving him with grave injuries that nearly claimed his life. From that day on, his men began to address him as lord.
As he opened the letter, he noticed it was signed by his brother, Lender. He quickly read its contents and made a decision. Determined, Victory sought an audience with Prince Radamier, the lord of the city, to request a few days' leave.
Upon seeing Prince Radamier, Victory felt a sense of relief as the prince granted him the leave he sought. Radamier, aware of Victory's dedication and loyalty, assured him that he could take the time he needed. However, a playful smile crossed the prince's face as he added, "Just please don't disappear forever!"
Victory couldn't help but chuckle at the prince's jest. "I assure you, my lord," Victory replied with a nod, "I will return before you know it, ready to continue being called Lord.
"So, you really don't like being called lord then?" asked Radamier, curious.
Victory shrugged, I don't know. I think this might be of some use to you he said giving Radamier the letter.
Radamier took the letter from Victory and quickly scanned its contents. His brows furrowed in confusion. Lender means to tell you that your father General honder is dying
Radamier's eyes widened in surprise as he absorbed the message in the letter. The news of General Honder's deteriorating health struck him deeply. General Honder was a revered military figure and had been a mentor to both Victory and Radamier. The weight of the situation sank heavily upon them.
"I... I had no idea," Radamier stammered, his voice filled with concern. "We must go see him immediately. Victory, please, take all the time you need to be with your father. Your duties as Gate Lord can wait. Family comes first."
Victory nodded in gratitude, appreciating Radamier's understanding and compassion. "Thank you, my lord. I am grateful for your support. I will make haste to my father's side."
Radamier clasped Victory's shoulder firmly. "Do not worry about your position or your title at this moment, my friend. Just focus on your family. We will handle matters here in your absence."
With their understanding established, Victory quickly made preparations to depart. The urgency in his heart overshadowed any lingering thoughts about titles or positions. He knew that time was of the essence, and he needed to reach his father's side as soon as possible.
As Victory left, Radamier watched him go with a mixture of sympathy and determination. He knew the weight on Victory's shoulders and understood the importance of family bonds. With a renewed sense of purpose, Radamier vowed to support his friend and to ensure that the kingdom continued to function smoothly in Victory's absence.
Little did they know that the days to come would test them both, pushing them to their limits and forcing them to make difficult choices. But through it all, their friendship and loyalty would remain unwavering, as they faced the challenges that awaited them, together.
"Here, Lord Victory," said one of the archers as he handed him a letter.
Victory grabbed it and shouted, "Quiet! Do not call me Lord anymore."
Then, he began to open it slowly. Victory served as the Gate Lord, commanding 50 men under him. He had grown to despise the title of lord ever since that fateful fight where two unruly men threw him over the wall, leaving him with grave injuries that nearly claimed his life. From that day on, his men began to address him as lord.
As he opened the letter, he noticed it was signed by his brother, Lender. He quickly read its contents and made a decision. Determined, Victory sought an audience with Prince Radamier, the lord of the city, to request a few days' leave.
Upon seeing Prince Radamier, Victory felt a sense of relief as the prince granted him the leave he sought. Radamier, aware of Victory's dedication and loyalty, assured him that he could take the time he needed. However, a playful smile crossed the prince's face as he added, "Just please don't disappear forever!"
Victory couldn't help but chuckle at the prince's jest. "I assure you, my lord," Victory replied with a nod, "I will return before you know it, ready to continue being called Lord.
"So, you really don't like being called lord then?" asked Radamier, curious.
Victory shrugged, I don't know. I think this might be of some use to you he said giving Radamier the letter.
Radamier took the letter from Victory and quickly scanned its contents. His brows furrowed in confusion. Lender means to tell you that your father General honder is dying. I knew he was sick, well he said, now I know where you are going.
Radamier's expression turned solemn as he absorbed the news of General Honder's deteriorating health. He understood the immense significance his father held for Victory and the impact this would have on their lives. The weight of the moment hung heavily in the air.
"I'm deeply sorry, Victory," Radamier said softly, his voice filled with sympathy. "I know how much your father means to you. Please, take all the time you need to be with him. Our responsibilities here can be managed in your absence."
Victory nodded appreciatively, his eyes reflecting a mixture of gratitude and concern. "Thank you, my lord. Your understanding means a great deal to me. I must hurry to my father's side before it's too late."
Radamier placed a supportive hand on Victory's shoulder. "Go, my friend. May your journey be swift and may you find solace in your father's presence. We will hold down the fort in your absence and keep you and your family in our thoughts."
With a heartfelt nod, Victory turned to depart. His thoughts were consumed by memories and emotions as he readied himself for the journey that lay ahead. He knew he had to make every moment count and cherish the time he had left with his father.
As Victory left, Radamier watched him go, his determination unwavering. He understood the importance of family and the bonds that held them together. Through hardship and pain, Radamier vowed to stand by Victory's side, offering support and strength when he returned.
Little did they know, the days to come would be filled with heartache and trials, but their friendship would prove unwavering. Together, they would navigate the challenges, finding solace in each other as they faced the uncertain road that lay ahead.
"Here, Lord Victory," said one of the archers as he handed him a letter.
Victory grabbed it and shouted, "Quiet! Do not call me Lord anymore."
Then, he began to open it slowly. Victory served as the Gate Lord, commanding 50 men under him. He had grown to despise the title of lord ever since that fateful fight where two unruly men threw him over the wall, leaving him with grave injuries that nearly claimed his life. From that day on, his men began to address him as lord.
As he opened the letter, he noticed it was signed by his brother, Lender. He quickly read its contents and made a decision. Determined, Victory sought an audience with Prince Radamier, the lord of the city, to request a few days' leave.
Upon seeing Prince Radamier, Victory felt a sense of relief as the prince granted him the leave he sought. Radamier, aware of Victory's dedication and loyalty, assured him that he could take the time he needed. However, a playful smile crossed the prince's face as he added, "Just please don't disappear forever!"
Victory couldn't help but chuckle at the prince's jest. "I assure you, my lord," Victory replied with a nod, "I will return before you know it, ready to continue being called Lord.
"So, you really don't like being called lord then?" asked Radamier, curious.
Victory shrugged, I don't know. I think this might be of some use to you he said giving Radamier the letter.
Radamier took the letter from Victory and quickly scanned its contents. His brows furrowed in confusion. Lender means to tell you that your father General honder is dying. I knew he was sick, well he said, now I know where you are going.
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