Reborn Cave Queen of the End Times novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 A Pawn Sacrificed

Both sides understood that from that day forward, Leonel was someone they absolutely couldn’t afford to offend. They needed to do everything possible to befriend him.

If Leonel ever made a play for control of Karthmoor, there was no telling who would come out on top

Autumn came back spattered with blood, carrying an air of quiet menace.

The crowd at the cavern entrance parted instinctively, leaving a wide path for her.

Autumn acted as if nothing had happened and spoke in her usual calm voice. “I’m covered in blood. I’m going back to shower.”

Leonel beamed at her. “All right. You really went all out today. Thanks.”

“Mm-hmm.” Autumn gave a small nod. Without sparing anyone else a glance, she turned on her heel and headed back to her cavern.

Everyone watched her go with a mix of fear and unease. Then they turned to Leonel and began laying on the praise. “Mr. Wright, you’ve got one hell of a team! Asher’s unbelievable with a weapon!”

Leonel put on his polished public smile and replied with practiced modesty, “Oh, you’re giving him too much credit. He’s young and hotheaded, and he can’t stand seeing his friends get hurt. He’s not nearly as impressive as you make him sound. Don’t let him hear you talk like that, or his ego will get out of hand! Ha! Let’s get back to the food and drinks. We’re not letting a little interruption ruin the wedding!”

“That’s right! Come on, let’s get back to drinking!”

“Wait-where’s Chief Evander? And where did the rest of the Westfield people go?” Someone in the crowd noticed how many Westfield residents were missing, and others began asking about them too.

Leonel gave the crowd a knowing smile and replied, “They probably had something urgent to deal with. No reason to worry about them-let’s get back to drinking!”

“Right. Let’s go. I’ve been dying for a drink!”

The crowd poured back into the wedding, and the celebration quickly became louder than before, as if the battle had never happened.

Across the way, the mood couldn’t have been more different.

“What are we going to do, Chief? Our intel was wrong, and the Steel Claws lost hundreds because of us. They’re going to come after us!” One of the Westfield men dropped to his knees, buried his face in his hands, and shook with fear.

Evander paced in tight circles, his lips trembling. His hands shook so badly that he couldn’t get his pipe lit.

Chief

‘Chief

Evander slammed his pipe onto the table and roared, “Shut up, all of you! You think I’m not scared?”

The room fell silent.

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