The 100-Days War

In Blackmoor City, far northeast of Mildenbrough...

"Alright. I'll be back to the prison soon. I'll let you know when the prisoner is available for a chat."

The one who said that was Douglas, the warden of Iron Stone Prison. He was driving his car, heading to the prison he ran.

[Okay, I'll wait. Make sure he's alright.]

"Understood. Please be patient."

The call ended from the other side. Douglas put his phone on the dashboard behind the steering wheel. He shifted gears, speeding up his car.

A few minutes ago, Douglas was actually on his way to a Middle Eastern restaurant he liked in the city. As usual, at this time of day, he would eat there alone, enjoying the characteristic Middle Eastern music. Unfortunately, he had to turn around suddenly. He received a special request from someone not very important.

Scott Goodman. Actually, the name sounded unfamiliar to Douglas. But since Scott had a hierarchical relationship with Zachery Garlington, an influential general he knew well, he coul
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