Chapter 269 Big Mistake
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The city of Askalan felt like a ghost town, its usual vibrant energy replaced by a tense, waiting silence. With the bulk of the Knights and their allies deployed to the southern front, the duty of protecting the city's heart fell to a small crew. Harith, whose very presence commanded respect, was at the center of this small defense force. He was patrolling the main thoroughfares in a rugged, armored vehicle, his eyes scanning the empty streets. With him were five of his oldest and most trusted
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