Chapter 46: Autumn Hunting

"The Pyromancer is coming."

A single sentence made the air in the room as cold as ice.

"Baboon's butt face?" Winters's gaze was as dangerous as a wild beast, "Does he know I'm in Iron Peak County?"

"He?" Little Lion toyed with the tassel of his knife slowly, "He probably doesn't know."

"Doesn't know?"

"Doesn't know."

"Then why is he coming?"

"What else would he do?" Little Lion shrugged, "Robbery."

The affair of the Pyromancer has to be traced back to two months ago.

During the season when horses grow fat in autumn, September and October are traditionally the Herders' season for raiding and waging war.

As early as the beginning of spring, when the Paratu Standing Army returned in a crushing defeat, the tribal chiefs were already contemplating a raid in autumn.

By June, new news came—there was infighting among the Paratu People! The tribal chiefs were even more elated and busily prepared their armies, intending to strike big.