[What?] The tired voice dragged out the "what" in a very irritated manner, and the person on the other side of the call sighed and scratched the back of his head. [Where are they headed to now?]
"Yule, sir. I was hoping you could pass the message to the champion."
[I suppose you didn't get the memo.]
"Sir?"
[Never mind, there is no way for Yulgar to get involved personally. The champion cannot move so recklessly since he is preparing the army for the coming war. Give me a few minutes. I'll come and deal with it myself.]
The call went dead after the general said this, and the leader turned off the communication circle and blasted off after Jason again.
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[The Royal Palace]
[Tewellerny POV]
