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“Did the fall scramble something in your head?” Alea asked. “You actually want to fight in the state you’re in?” “Alea is right,” Irma said. “The evacuation will begin soon. You should leave while you still can.” Only Derek remained eerily calm. Hadjar shook the ash out of his pipe and put it back in his ring. With a groan, but stubbornly refusing any help, he got up and hobbled to the wall. “There won’t be a battle,” he said over his shoulder. “The orcs aren’t here to wage war.” Chapter 541 Hundreds of archers and gunners were already on the wall. Below, at the gates, infantry and cavalry waited in the streets. Looking at them, Hadjar didn’t feel particularly impressed. If he’d still been the Mad General, these warriors, most of whom were at the Transformation of the New Soul st

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