Bab 295: Crafting Test!

"None shall pass…without an entry token!" 

Cheeky guards at the entrance of the massive manor blocked Jack's way. This was the meeting spot chosen to decide the future of the City. 

Everyone was in a state of high alert and panic after the previous night's events. 

The issue wasn't the number of victims but who they were. By now, almost half of the artisans in Timber City had kicked the bucket. 

This had sent ripples through the entire ruling class, both the Empire's representatives and the merchants. How were they supposed to meet their gearing-up deadlines now?! 

Getting inside that one meeting was the opportunity to influence them all! That's why Jack couldn't help but be insistent. 

"Brother, you may not know it, but I'm Old man Aron's Disciple! I should be allowed to witness the proceedings at least, right?" 

"Nope, only established union's craftsmen are allowed inside, security reasons." 

"…."