NovelAppChapter 1688 Quinton and Xavier followed the large group of villagers and climbed up several slopes to reach Dragos, which was on the top of the mountains. The place of their negotiation was a flat ground at the entrance of the village, which stood at the top of a cliff. Both Quinton and Xavier had initially disliked each other, but now, they had becallies.
"Damn, these people really are cavemen! Be careful, | wouldn't know how to explain it to Renee if you fall and kill yourself." Xavier grumbled as he pulled Quinton away from the edge of the cliff.
Quinton glared at Xavier and whispered, "I was just looking for escapes in case they go back on their word and attack US." "I don't think they'd dare to. After all, the village head's daughter is in our hands!" "You forget that they don't think like US, and | doubt they'd be merciful considering Stefan has disrespected their God. They worship that dragon, so they might just sacrifice Silas' daughter to take revenge." "What should we do then? | wanted to fight them, but you insisted on negotiating with that old man..." Xavier whispered angrily. "Whatever. | have to rescue Stefan even if it costsmy life." Quinton nodded. too." "Hey, what are you both whispering about?" Brody Armstrong, who was responsible for the security of the whole village, yelled at Quinton and Xavier.
Xavier immediately rolled up his sleeves and went over to Brody. "And just who do you think you are? Yes, I'm whispering, but what can you do about it?" "You've got a death wish, scum!" Brody waved his machete, wanting to slash Xavier. He hadn't been afraid of Xavier's army back then, and he wasn't afraid of Xavier now. It would be easy to kill him.
"Stop, Brody! Step down!" Silas commanded, forcing the violent Brody to retreat.
"Catif you dare! How long do you want to act? I'm sick of it." Xavier was getting tired of them starting and stopping fights as they liked.
"I asked you both to chere so we can reach a compiBise. It's best if we can resolve the issue peacefully." Silas had calmed down, and pointed at the stone table and stools in front of him. "Do take a seat." Then, he instructed the people behind him, "Get sdesserts and drinks for them." The villagers were baffled. "Mr. Drago, they're friends of the person who profaned our dragon. Why do we have to serve them?" "It's fine. Since we invited them here, they're our guests," Silas explained calmly.
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