Reports written in different tones and styles with similar content were sent out. People who received the reports all read them with wide eyes and dropped jaws. However, after the shock, some laughed as they clapped their hands, some looked concerned and sighed, some screamed in anger, while others fell into long silence.
In a secret chamber in the headquarters of Glory mercenary group, a big and strong white wolf was knocked down and surrounded by several mercenaries. He was tied up tightly by iron wires without any mercy and shackled with antimagic bracelets on his legs and arms.
"David, do you really want to hand him to Anfey?" Anthony asked in a low voice.
"Yes, father," David said. "This guy just came at the right time. I have been worried that we would not have a good excuse to see Master Anfey."
"The Country of Mercenaries has become a place everyone wants. Anfey will not necessarily be the winner at the end. Don’t you want to leave us a way out?"
