Chapter 113: The Old Guard Returns

Conor and Kerrigan sat side by side at the large wooden table in the grand meeting hall, its surface polished to a shine, reflecting the weight of the day’s work. Despite the beautiful setting, the room was charged with tension and anticipation.

Several dragoons had already been interviewed, and most were aging veterans—retired warriors who had served under Priestess Rainna, Conor’s mother, in the years before her tragic death.

Their eyes carried the weight of history, and though many were past their prime, they still held a fierce loyalty to Celia and the legacy Rainna had left behind.

Most of the dragoons requested roles that would keep them connected to the cause but away from the front lines. Their time as guards was over, but their hearts still burned to be of use.

They sought positions within the community center or in similar capacities where they could offer guidance and mentorship. Conor readily welcomed their requests, knowing that their experience would be invaluable in nur