“I want your expertise in hiring the best mercenaries and skilled craftsmen available to assist Professor Kinnock, as secrecy for this project is of the utmost importance.”
Kane thought for a while, sipping on his wine. “I know the perfect man, his name is Jouka, a well-disciplined individual with superior leadership skills with loyal followers who will do as he directs and for the right price, his loyalty can be bought.”
“Good. Secure their services. You and your mercenaries are going to Milorien.”
“Milorien, my lord?” Kane was dumbfounded, but after a few moments, he composed himself and asked the question that Nightburn knew he would ask. “What’s at Milorien?”
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