The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 993

"Halt." Dressed in a robe, the Soul Forger lowered his arm. His gaze was tainted with viciousness. "Only attack after the Savior leaves."

Irvine was annoyed by his superstitious logic. "We're on a battlefield now. In your own Cascadian words, the battlefield is ever-changing. There shouldn't be any delayed timings or opportunities."

"I agree, colonel, but fortune is on their side now. If we attack forcefully, things might go wrong."

The Soul Forger turned around. There was a deep scar visible between his eyebrows. He had an unpleasant-looking face, with protruding cheekbones and gloomy eyes.

It was said that one's appearance could reflect one's personality. This was particularly evident in his case.

Yet, Irvine loved to work with people who looked like the Soul Forger. According to his observations, each of them had their own objectives. They wouldn't mind being his pawns if they could gain benefits.

"So, what do we do now?" Previously, Irvine didn't believe in these. It was the fortune tellers that had made him so cautious.

Furthermore, the bizarre Cascadian terrain was a problem. One could never know where Cascadian soldiers would suddenly appear.

There were also mountain roads where one would easily get lost trying to navigate their way. Sometimes, even compasses would malfunction there.

If it weren't for the Cascadians who led the way, it would be impossible for the Foplyans to enter the village. After all, the Cascadians knew the most about their nation's terrains and traditions.

Hence, Irvine favored these guides. Without the Soul Forger, they wouldn't have been able to get through the pass.

Those fortune tellers died with remaining grievances. Irvine wanted to take them in, but not a single one of them would betray their own country.

The Soul Forger before him was an exception. Thanks to him, all of the fortune tellers were eliminated in one night.

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