"Sir, the Ragestride's family are finally fighting back against us. What should we do?" A butler asked a fat, stubby old man who had a long curly moustache.
"Hmm, we shall use our brains to deal with him. Even though we are basically the same rank, their family are still stronger than us." The old man said as he stroked his moustache.
"How shall we use our brains to deal with him sir?" The butler asked the old man.
"We already cut him off from all the resources he can get. Now we just play a game of chess with him. Simply, we'll be in a stalemate for awhile until he runs out of his resources. After that, we'll launch an attack." The old man said.
"What if the king stops us though?" The butler asked him.
"The king won't bother in something so trivial as this. I already sent the king some information about what the Ragestride's family was doing in the dark anyway. He would most likely support me nonetheless." The old man said as he gave a sneer.
