Chapter 92

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After the battle, everyone left the battle room, Ming and the other messengers were taken away to the infirmary to treat their injuries before they were needed again to deliver any new messages. The new meeting hall was quite different from the last one that they had, this one had a strange or at the center of the room, and instead of a large round table, everyone instead just had comfy wool chairs to sit on. Gregory once again spoke up. "Well that battle was quite interesting, King William truly is my grandson, but we'll have to keep on going with the meeting." "Yeah, as much as I would like to praise the king for beating up a bunch of weaklings, we should get down to business," Fin said once again trying to cause problems, but William didn't even mind him in the least. Francis clea

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