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!"

lady stood up and also violently pounded at

BANG-!

Randur

ta say that again! see what will happen

really interested. I want ta see how rusty ye got

dwarven

"You d-"

"Enough!"

as the exchange was about to heat up, a powerful voice shook the

focused on an elderly dwarf that sat in

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

minding the stares, the elderly dwarf looked at Randur and

amongst ourselves.

everyone present,

dwarves that were arguing, Randur and Alga, calmed down and sat down back on

"Fine."

"Alright."

"Good."

his head slightly, the elderly dwarf turned his attention towards Waylan who was

a couple of

many who wish for ye

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

ye think we should do

spoke, the eyes of many of the

the opinion of the human they were supposed to put

hall as each dwarf looked at the elderly

what was

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

finally meet

felt in

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

Waylan looked

you asking me what sort of punishment I should receive

"That's correct."

Geris flatly replied.

Waylan fearlessly looked at

to give me

spoke those words,

as it was soon broken by the sound

BANG-!

"What nonsense is this!"

dwarf stood up and shouted; he was none other

Randus's face was

"Y-you!"

trouble finding the right words to say. It was only after a couple of seconds that he managed to

sure yer nae trying ta hinder

"Randus calm down."

hand towards Randus,

"But-"

"Later."

his head and cut him

protest, Genis had long forgotten about

words had

Elaborate more

locked with Genis's, Waylan

that I have a way to win the

***

fourth level,

want me to

said as he held onto a pale

knit as he analyzed the flute in

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

of artifacts, he knew that this

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