Chapter Seventeen

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"Enough!" A regal tone commanded from the street. The rouges who were planning to attack all paused and turned toward the young man, they all recognized the voice, it was the Leader of the Alliance.  "Master Dan, it's the Revival of Layrim" one of them explained. "I know, I invited them" he answered calmly and walked toward Conrad, after a slight hesitation he finally spoke. "I did not think you would actually come," he said, and when he realized Conrad was still not sheathing his sword he frowned. "Put it away Conrad, after all, I'm only doing you a favor at my own risk" Conrad squinted upon hearing this, he signaled the others to stand down and sheathed his sword too, this did not mean he trusted Dan, he only did it out of respect and because he had not come for a fight. Following

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