Archduke

Things were good.

We'd successfully captured nine thousand soldiers. The rest were dead…

Morale was good and honestly- I even ended up declaring war on the whole country. 

Of course, things weren't always this easy or straightforward. 

Even just yesterday evening- I was having all these horrible amounts of stress.

I'd just delivered my speech and trimmed down the spies a fair bit.

But the rest of them were quite the problem.

There were just far too many. 

Among the roughly three thousand-ish slaves- there were at least five hundred or so spies.

And most of them were happy with committing suicide for their cause.

Also- just around that time before the afternoon- I received a particular report… a report of an army twice our population size heading this way… yeah- didn't take a genius to figure they'd strike tonight. 

That's why I issued a particular command.

A command to the hostess- 

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