'I will clean the south.' Alfred thought to himself.
He was resting in his uncle's house when Dubanov arrived.
"Al, my men are ready. We got weapons from the Magic Hall." Dubanov said and gestured for the men outside to enter.
Ten men entered. They bowed down and said, "Boss!"
Alfred knew most of them. They are fishermen and farmers from the commoner's village. These men usually join the underground brawl competition too.
Alfred looked at Dubanov and chuckled.
"Hahaha! Al, do you remember these three?" Dubanov laughed and gestured to the three men to move forward.
"They always followed us before." Alfred said and smiled.
"Yes, before we went to the military academy." Dubanov nodded and happily said.
"Boss!" The three bowed down with excitement.
"Nice to see you again. Welcome to
