As Jeffrey and his army kept on moving towards the holy city which was nearer, an internal conflict was rampaging inside of Jeffrey. The danger he felt from the city was increasing as they kept on moving closer and Sasha and Marc could feel it also. He didn't know what to do, should he just cancel the march and tell his people what he's feeling and hope that they'll listen or at least some would listen to him? Or, Should he just leave and abandon the people who won't believe him so that at least his life and the lives of the people who believed him would be saved? But he was not sure how many lives would be saved if that should happen and how many people would believe him, even his women might not listen to him since the hope to leave the wastelands was right in front of them. The internal conflict kept on going in Jeffrey's mind as they kept on moving closer towards the city but there was a soft and tiny voice telling him that whatever he chose won't matter though he ignored the vo

" Huhh, finally found the cave." A tired voice rang out in a small cave. Jeffrey who spoke, cautiously entered into the cave where he found the ring. When he decided to look for this cave, he thought it would be easy to find the cave but the environment had changed since it had been two years since he found the cave thus he spent an hour looking for the cave. Although he was exhilarated when he found the cave, he wasn't careless to think that the cave would not occupied by beasts so he entered cautiously. " Looks like there's no beast inside though it's surprising that no beast would make this place their home." Jeffrey spoke quietly as he looked around in the small cave. As he was looking around he felt something unusual on the wall of the cave. ' What's this? This part of the wall is soft.'Jeffrey thought as he felt the wall. He had already checked around the cave the last time he was here but he didn't find a new treasure or something related to the ring he found.On his way t

RING!RING!HOOF!HOOF!SPLASH!" HERE THEE, HERE THEE. THE GREAT KING, KING BARTHOLOMEW THE FOURTH, HAS ISSUED A SUMMONS. HE HAS HEARD OF THE WOES AND PLIES OF THE SLUM DWELLERS AND HE HAS DECIDED TO GRANT AN OPPORTUNITY TO ALL OF YOU. THOSE BETWEEN AGE FIFTEEN AND TWENTY ARE SUMMONED TO THE PALACE TOMORROW. THOSE OLDER THAN AGE TWENTY WOULD BE SUMMONED ON A LATER DATE!"" HERE THEE, HERE THEE…" A young man who was sitting on the bare floor at the sides of the road with a bowl in front of him looked at the courier who was riding a horse and also ringing a bell. The young man was in tattered clothes and looked like somebody who had not eaten or bathe in days. Beside the young man were five other people, two males and three females. All, were beggars." It seems you young lads are lucky." One of the males spoke, he was an old man who looked to be in his seventies." Who said we're lucky, what if the king is planning on killing us in the palace." A deep voice rang out from another youn

What?Choose between the food and my family?What did the king mean by that?All this questions appeared in Jeffrey's mind when he heard the king's words. He just could not understand what the king meant by his words even after thinking for a minute so he asked, " What do you mean by that your majesty?"The king chuckled lightly seeing Jeffrey's reaction, he had seen that type of reaction one too many times today so he sort of expected it," What I mean is simple really. I can allow you to enjoy all this delicacies but it would cost you your family. Once you choose to eat this foods, the man who brought you to this room would send out an order to kill each and everyone in your family, your father, mother and sister. They would all die but you'll be able to enjoy all this food you've never eaten before in your life and I might also grant you more opportunities."Jeffrey listening to the King's words sat rooted on the spot not moving an inch nor muscle, his heart was shaken to core and

" The Temple of Mammon!. I've finally reached it!." An excited voice rang out in a place surrounded by rubbles, destroyed buildings and also devoid of life. Jeffrey looked at the historian, who was currently more eager than even him to enter the Temple. He didn't know what the historian needed from the Temple but there was something he knew that the historian never knew he knew, the historian wanted to kill him. How did he know? The first time he met Mr. Ben he felt killing intent, it was very small and it disappeared faster than lightning. Even he was not sure if it was an illusion or not but he trusted his sensitivity to killing intents very very much. He doesn't know why the man hates him and wants him dead but does he care? Not really, since so many people wants him dead but he planned on letting the historian keep his life as long as he doesn't try anything foolish.As he was looking around the entrance to the temple, he noticed something on the walls of the building. He moved