Getting Rid Of Them

“Brown” was the pinnacle of power. Many people shared the same surname, but there was only one family that held that type of emblem.

That family incurred fear from countless others, and no one dared to challenge them.

“The Brown Emblem! W–who are you?” Peter gripped the badge with both hands, his body began to shake, and beads of sweat ran down his forehead.

“You must be blind! This is Sir Damon Fletcher!” The large man hollered.

“Damon Fletcher?” At the sound of the name, Peter immediately paled in fear.

Not many knew of that name, but that man had a popular nickname–the Executioner!

He had an infamous reputation for being the human butcher who sliced people like butter.

There were three great generals in the Brown family–the Executioner, the Sword Whisperer, and the Drunken Maniac. Each one of them was enough to shake the country.

The Executioner, Damon Fletcher, was the strongest of them all. He was so terrifying that kids would cry at the mention of his name. Rumor had it
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