"Captain, what does the Lord want?" Cain asked, settling onto a bench in Doran's office.
Most of the guard was still looting the corpses outside, leaving only the two of them in the barracks.
"I don't know." Doran shook his head, sitting at his desk as he organized a list of the barracks' inventory. "He seemed excited, so it must be something good. Remember to show your gratitude to the Lord."
"I will." Cain nodded.
Few people in this town felt more gratitude toward Ethan than he did.
Ethan was the man who had put an end to his father's killer. The man who would raise Goldenveil to unparalleled glory!
Cain's eyes sparkled just thinking about it.
He was already at the peak of the first stage and soon, he would reach the second.
Given the age at which he had reached this level, he should have a chance at the third stage, shouldn't he?
The thought alone made his chest swell with anticipation.
