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A month passed by. Strategist Samson reflected on his past actions and thought about how he should successfully take the Rebel King's son from Leoniva Palace. He sighed when he thought about how he would lose a limb through their angry leader's sharp sword. No, it must not happen!
Maro must have an ounce of trust left in the strategist. If not, why would he let him be in charge of such an important task? Samson wanted to believe that somehow, the Rebel King had faith in Samson that he could do the plan without fail.
Samson called for a meeting the night his wounds fully healed.
"I received a message that the knights and the mercenaries are going to set foot in the mountains in three days," the strategist reported.
"I see," Maro then faced his comrades, "We have to prepare ourselves. Herbalists, create as many poisons and decoctions as you can. Those who wish to join me fight in the frontlines shall polish their weapons after this assembly."
"Yes, Rebel King!"
