The City Prefect of Pamir, Jamie Sherring, felt that he was indeed very unlucky recently. Just last month, a caravan had mysteriously vanished, and then, within less than three days, a second caravan disappeared off the face of the earth.
While he had yet to deal with this matter, the Church of the Harvest Goddess came knocking, claiming they received news that their people had wiped out a robber group outside the city, reportedly beheading no fewer than thirty people.
The first thought that came to Jamie's mind was someone taking credit for other's deeds. Only then did he remember that these were members of the Church of the Harvest Goddess, not the lunatics from his own City Defense Force.
So, he led his troops and followed the church's armed forces for two days, and at last, they found the church's force.
A few mercenaries, a bunch of kids, dragging a cart full of heads.
Since when were the little bastards of the Harvest Goddess Church so capable of fighting?
