Chapter 207: The War that Decides the Fate of 'The Bridge' Part 10
Just like Kayn's plan, the Wing Boots Auction House immediately announced their retaliation for the supposedly unprovoked way of sending a warning of the Assembly of Freedom to their property.
The newly appointed Chief of the Daze Village, whose dream to become an Executive of the Assembly of Freedom was burning ever so brightly after getting the position, was instantly extinguished as his body dropped to the ground lifeless.
News of the death of the newly appointed Chief of the Daze Village swiftly spread throughout everyone in the territory, causing further panic and chaos in the residents' minds.
Contrary to them though, the Assembly of Freedom felt enraged at the action of the Wing Boots Auction House.
However, because it was them who initiated the attack without enough proof, they had no choice but to request a meeting with Jericho, the chairman of the Wing Boots Auction House, to talk about the reason why they killed the Chief they appointed.
Although they know already the likely reason why, this is the only proper excuse they can use for Jericho to accept their request.
As expected, Jericho accepted, and the leaders and Executives of the Wing Boots Auction House and the Assembly of Freedom in the Daze Village gathered together in the town hall to talk about the recent misunderstanding.
Unbeknownst to the Assembly of Freedom though, Kayn's entire group was also present in the meeting as they disguised themselves as Jericho's bodyguard.
Regretfully, Chief Kylo wasn't present in the meeting as they thought, which made them think that perhaps he is very busy dealing with more important matters than this one.
Instead, it was someone else who Kayn and the others had met not so long ago who came to replace Chief Kylo — Wicked Marionette Wesley.
"There's no need for us to talk about our action and your action because we both know that it was nothing more than a misunderstanding," Wesley initiated the meeting.
"Good to know that both of our sides are on the same page," Jericho was glad that he is not talking to someone who thinks that he is an idiot.
"That aside, the Assembly of Freedom does want to know if the Wing Boots Auction House, or should I say, Herald Guild, is not involved in the recent attacks in our bases. After all, it coincides quite timely with your arrival," Wesley calmly expresses their side's main concern.
"I don't think you'll believe me if I say we aren't involved, so how about let's put it this way," Jericho clashed both of his hands together on top of the table. "Let my Herald Guild join the Assembly of Freedom,"
"That is surprising," Wesley didn't expect that this would be Jericho's response. After all, they just burned down some of their properties. If it was him, he would not take this lying down and would aggressively ask for compensation. Albeit there's only a small chance for that to happen since they've already had their revenge, but it is what he expected Jericho would do.
"What made you decide of joining the Assembly of Freedom?"
"Well, the majority of members of the Thieves Guild Alliance already expressed their intention of joining your side. And considering my position, it would be quite awkward if we continue remaining neutral,"
"Fair enough,"
"And besides, our Herald Guild doesn't have that leverage to say to the two sides that they shouldn't involve us,"
"Alright," Wesley fully understood. In other words, fence-sitters aren't welcome in the upcoming war between the Assembly of Freedom and Green Horn City. "Before I pass this request to Chief Kylo, can you tell us what you Herald Guild could possibly offer to our side,"
"As much as I want to show you what our Herald Guild can offer, I don't want to unless your side shows us first a bit of your sincerity,"
"And why is that?"
"Because it doesn't change the fact that you attacked us first,"
"I guess you're right," Wesley found Jericho's request quite reasonable. "What do you want us to do?"
"Very simple, we just want a tour,"
"A tour? Why?" Wesley felt suspicious.
"To see if we've made the correct choice of joining your side," Jericho sarcastically uttered. "Of course, it is to know what your side needs,"
"Are you saying you want to inspect us so that you can determine what value you can offer to the Assembly of Freedom,"
"Exactly," Jericho flicked his fingers. "How else can our Herald Guild secure a high enough position in the Assembly of Freedom?"
"You're a member of the Thieves Guild Alliance, you should be able to get a high position automatically, right?"
"I am, not the Herald Guild,"
"I see," Wesley realized his mistake.
"You see, just joining the Assembly of Freedom wouldn't satisfy our greed. Because that means we are ordinary allies, and in most cases, we become cannon fodder. No Guild Leader in their right mind would want that, right? We want to be what I personally call, friends,"
"Friends?" Wesley stroke his chin as he felt intrigued by the term. "Okay, how about this? Tomorrow, I'll personally guide you on a tour of our bases,"
"Sounds perfect to me,"
"Alright, then meeting dismiss," Wesley pushed a plate of candies to Jericho. "Would you want to taste some of my personal favorites,"
Just when Jericho was about to reach out to grab one candy, a dagger suddenly blasted the plate into pieces, which nearly hit Wesley's hand. Albeit it did make a small cut on his arm from the broken pieces that shot out.
Wesley quickly turned to look at the person who threw the dagger at the plate.
It was Kayn.
Of course, Wesley doesn't recognize Kayn and only knows that the latter is one of Jericho's bodyguards.
"Wicked Marionette Wesley. I know who you are very well. You use food to charm other people and take control of them,"
Hearing Kayn's words, Wesley smiled as he turns to look at Jericho. "You should give that person a promotion because he just saved your life,"
"I don't understand. Didn't we already agree that we will become allies?" Jericho was very confused at Wesley's attempt to sabotage him.
Wesley pulled away before muttering. "It has never been bad to try, right? And this is my own way of testing other people whether they really have the rights to be recognized by us. If you had eaten that candy, it would mean that you aren't as capable as you think you are"
"Does this mean I passed?"
"My test. We'll see about the others," Wesley chuckled. "Anyways, see you tomorrow,"
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