The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6377

Rowe jumped in from the side. "Now that’s what I’m talking about, Mr. Chance! Tomorrow we go tear down the other two prisons too!"

The lanky man swayed his folding fan, grinning until his eyes narrowed to slits. "The Celestial Alliance probably won’t be sleeping tonight."

Even the middle-aged woman, who rarely showed it, let a smile surface. She lifted her wine bowl toward Jared in a quiet salute.

Vale stroked his beard and nodded again and again.

Nathaniel got to his feet and raised his wine bowl high. Then he shouted to everyone there, "Brothers, Mr. Chance said it himself. Tomorrow, we’re going after the other two prisons. Go back, get some real rest, and build up your strength. Tomorrow, we do this again!"

A wave of cheers burst through the vale.

"Long live Mr. Chance!"

"Long live the human race!"

"Take down the celestials!"

Jared smiled and waved a hand, signaling for them to quiet down. "Get some rest early. We’ve got real business tomorrow."

Little by little, the crowd broke apart and drifted away.

The vale settled into silence. Only the bonfire still burned, crackling and popping in the dark.

Jared stayed by the fire, watching the flames jump. The smile on his face slowly faded.

Gwendolyn walked over and sat down beside him. "Drink too much?"

Jared shook his head. "Not even close. This little bit of wine isn’t enough to get me drunk."

"Then what you said just now—about hitting the other two prisons tomorrow—was that for real, or was that the wine talking?"

Jared turned and looked at her. "For real. What happened at Blackstone Gaol won’t stay hidden for long. The Celestial Alliance will know very soon. Instead of waiting for them to tighten security, we should press while the iron’s hot and move before they’ve had time to react."

Gwendolyn fell quiet for a moment. "You sure about this?"

"I do."

Jared's voice stayed even.

"But we have to move fast. We leave at first light."

Gwendolyn nodded.

"All right. I'll get things ready."

She rose and walked a few steps away.

Then she stopped.

She didn't turn back.

"Jared, when you said you wanted to build a celestial realm with no classes, where every race stands equal... did you mean it?"

Jared paused.

The words pulled up an old memory.

Back in the Moonshade Realm, he had said something much like that to Edric.

At the time, he had just saved Lila.

That child had wrapped both arms around his leg and refused to let go.

That was when the thought had first taken root.

He had never truly sat down and worked out how any of it could be done.

He had only known it ought to be done that way.

"It's true," he said.

Gwendolyn said nothing else.

She walked away.

Jared stayed by the campfire, staring into the flame.

Everything in his head had turned into a tangle.

The liquor was catching up to him now.

His head swam a little, but he had no intention of going to sleep.

He thought of Josephine.

He saw her standing beside Skylar.

He saw her turning back to look at him, that one last glance.

He thought of Lydia.

He saw her hurt in the Pyre Chasm.

He saw her standing upon the city walls, telling him, "You have to come back."

He thought of Gideon.

He heard him say, "You are the hope of all of us."

Hope.

The word carried too much weight.

So much that there were times when it pressed down hard enough to make his shoulders feel unsteady beneath it.

But he couldn't set it down.

If he did, everyone who believed in him would be let down.

Then they would lose more than faith.

They would lose whatever was left to hold on to.

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