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ARGON With Brielle's help, I was able to hire more workers to join the work on ground. And on the fifth day of production, we were close to our goal. "The week hasn't ended and we are almost done," Jerome pointed out, looking pleased. He fell his hands on my shoulder in delight, talking about the contract we're going to bag with Sir Derek soon. "King Damien would be shocked when we win this game. He messed with the wrong people," My Beta cheered. I was also happy as well. I could smell my victory already. But why do I smell something funny? "Is it me or do I scent flowers?" I asked Jerome, sniffing the air. Just as we were talking, I overheard one of the workers, who just stepped in, saying something to another. "Yo, I just saw the guards surrounding that Lycan king we saw on the