A few days later…
The hideout of the Kings of the Iron Valley within the mountain was in turmoil.
Looking more closely at the place it was possible to see that a large group appeared.
Each of these people wore white clothes with the design of a skull pierced by a knife. Unlike the Kings of the Iron Valley group, the group that came had men and women together. Each of them had fierce auras.
They were the people that the leader of the Iron Valley Kings group called a few days ago.
The group leader followed the leader of the Kings of the Iron Valley to his mansion. The two were sitting across from each other.
"I am happy that you have arrived. Old Klass, did Chief Parke send you this time to settle this matter?" The leader of the Kings of the Iron Valley group asked the person in front of the other side.
Klass was an old man with white hair, but despite his old appearance, he had muscles all over his body.
