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“In case you were wondering,” said the bandit in what almost passed as a friendly tone, leaning casually on the pommel of his war hammer as if it was a fasion accesorry, “this is the part where you start pissing yourself and handing over all the valuables you got.”

Domenico sighed. It seemed troubles gravitated toward him whenever he visited the outskirts. “In case you were wondering,” said the clergyman as he patted off the dust on his shoulder, “I am Domenico Battere. So are you going to back off or do I have to kick your little asses?”

As the man with the war hammer roared with laughter and opened his mouth to reply, a second –a burly man with a short sandy cropped hair – leaned on the shaft of his spear as he started laughing. “Would you listen to her, Gark? This idiot actually thinks we’re gonna believe his stupid bluff. We’re all scared now, Mr. Sunday Hammer.”

Sandy hair was probably implying how minuscule the chances of a named general being in such a rural area. It was true, the town of Glenare was located in the south west corner of Kaien’s territory, it was the furthest point from the frontlines; a place where a general such as the Sunday Hammer should be.

Domenico sighed yet again.

Moments earlier, several bandits, five in fact, smashed through the doors of The Century Inn. It was midday, making it the best time to commit a robbery as all the men were out in the farms. They had probably decided it was time to strike when they saw Domenico enter. He had been in rather wealthy attire as compared to most.

“Well, duty calls,” said Domenico out loud.

“Its no worry, really.”

Domenico smiled as he handed the pouch of gold towards the innkeeper. “This should be more than enough to cover the damages. Use the rest for a nice meal.” He winked at the kids that were hiding behind her mother.

“Thank you so much,” said the innkeeper as she bowed politely, telling hushed words to her children to do the same.

Domenico had disposed of the bandits unarmed, knocking all five of them out before tying them up with the rope he had procured from the innkeeper.

“They’ll be out cold till midnight. By then your husband and the men will be back from the fields. I’ll let them decide how to deal with this,” said Domenico as he began to walk away before the innkeeper could say anything. He wanted to be gone before anyone else noticed and started a commotion.

Three days later…

When Domenico had arrived in capital of Kaien, the news of the ceasefire had already spread like wildfire. The clergyman had not heard of it earlier as he opted to travel through the mountaneous regions instead of the mainroad. His intention of enjoying the peace of nature meant he was unawares of the nation’s situation for the past few days.

He was stunned.

A ceasefire? In all the years the war had raged, not once had such a thing occurred. Yet the higherups all unanimously agreed to halt the war for some monsters? Even the bloodthirsty Thaos?

Domenico urged his steed to speed up. He wanted to confirm it personally at the grand church.

“It is true,” said Eien, one of the order’s higher ranking paladins. “Reports have said these beasts have appeared and ravaged most of the battlefields. Mere soldiers are nothing to them. These beasts can’t even compare to Roza’s summons. They are on a whole new level.”

Monsters that dwarfed Roza’s summons? Domenico shuddered at the thought. To think the three nations were consider them enough of a threat to create a ceasefire.

Domenico’s next words surprised Eien. “The old books have always said, in the face of great evil, humanity will set aside their differences and band up against it, something like that.”

“It seems they were right.”

“So, whats the plan?”

“It has been decided that instead of sending armies, it would be better to assemble an elite team. In fact," the paladin smiled, "I had been tasked to pass on the message to you."

The grey-haired old man smiled back, “Well, you already know my answer.”

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