The Author's POV

Chapter 334

334 Infiltration (2)

"I propose for Waylan Roshfield to be exiled from Henlour."

A rough voice echoed inside of the hall.

The owner of the voice was a dwarf who sat on the right side of the semi-circular table. He had light grey hair, a long beard, and his face was filled with wrinkles. His bushy thick brows were currently locked into a tight frown as he glared at Waylan who was standing in the middle of the hall.

The more he looked at Waylan, the darker his face became.

Raising his hand, he pointed at him and looked towards the other dwarfs sitting on the table.

"Because o' his incompetence we now have a huge liability on our back. In fact, we may very well have lost tha war!"

Spit flew from the dwarf's mouth as he spoke.

Everyone in the hall could feel the anger in the dwarf's voice as he spoke.

Leaning back, he threw a disdainful look towards Waylan.

"I'm already being generous enough by nae proposing his execution!"

After he finished speaking, the hall was enveloped in a brief moment of silence.

However, the silence did not last for long as it was soon broken by another dwarf.

"I concur with Givor."

The dwarf was a female, and she too sat on the right side of the table. A couple of seats away from the dwarf that had just spoken, Givor.

Nodding towards Givor, she continued.

"I believe that exiling him would be the best decisio-"

"I disagree."

But before she could even formulate her sentence, she was promptly cut by someone.

With bushy fiery red eyebrows, the dwarf had a sturdy and muscular build.

BANG-!

Banging his fist on the table, he raised his voice.

"By exiling him yer basically exempting him from all o' his crimes."

"What crimes? He did not commit any crime, Randur."

Givor spoke up from the side.

Turning his head to face Givor, the red eyebrowed dwarf, Randur glared.

"His crime was his negligence! Had he been more attentive, We wou"ve never been under such a situation!"

"He can't be blamed for the insiders."

The dwarven lady from before spoke up.

"Although it was indeed his negligence that caused all o' this, we're also at fault here. One for trusting him an' two for being unable ta realize that there was a spy among us."

"Hmph"

At her words, Randur's face sank.

Crossing his back and leaning back on his chair, Randur shook his head.

"Naive. You're too naive. It's because of dwarves like you that we're currently suffering this much."

"What did you say!"

and

BANG-!

Randur she

dare ye ta say that again! see what will

want ta see how rusty ye got ever since our last

Randur looked at the dwarven lady, Alga, with a provoking

"You d-"

"Enough!"

to heat up, a powerful voice shook the room, all

in the room focused on an elderly

was present in the eyes of many of the dwarves present as they looked at

the stares, the elderly dwarf looked at

amongst ourselves.

the ears of each and everyone present, calming them down, or

were arguing, Randur and Alga, calmed down and sat

"Fine."

"Alright."

"Good."

turned his attention towards Waylan who was standing

for a couple of

as ye have heard, there be many who wish for

elderly dwarfed interlocked his hands on the table as his calm voice drifted across the hall. reaching

ask ye, what do ye think we should

moment the elderly dwarf spoke, the eyes of many of the

of the human they were supposed to put

rang across the hall as each dwarf looked at the elderly

what was

calm and composed face, Waylan looked at the elderly dwarf and bowed

is an honor to finally

felt in

who the dwarf before him was. Gernis Lasfront, also known as the

Waylan looked

you asking me what sort of punishment I should

"That's correct."

Geris flatly replied.

Waylan fearlessly looked at

like for you to give me a chance to

words,

not last for long as it was soon broken by the sound

BANG-!

"What nonsense is this!"

shouted; he

at Waylan, Randus's face was completely

"Y-you!"

he had trouble finding the right words to say. It was only after

done? Be ye sure yer nae

"Randus calm down."

towards Randus, gesturing for

"But-"

"Later."

shook his head and cut him

forgotten about him and focused his

had caught his

Elaborate more

still locked with Genis's,

that I

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level, Utility

want me

as he held

tightly knit as he analyzed the flute

flute looked ordinary, in fact, there were a couple of cracks around it, signifying that

to Malvil, whose eyes had seen all types of artifacts,

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