Receiving Jagoan’s message, Dorodo went into overdrive.
Dorodo was placed on high alert. Though the city gates were not closed, the people entering and leaving were carefully checked to prevent spies from other city-states.
At the same time, Mayor Quentin had contacted closely with the two chiliarches, Gregory and Anthony.
After a brief meeting, Quentin and the chiliarch Anthony continued to stay in Dorodo in case something went wrong.
With a legion of 1,500 city defense soldiers, Gregory headed toward Crosac.
If things turned out to be the worst, Dorodo would go to war with Crosac as fast as possible to catch Crosac by surprise.
Meanwhile, amid the chaos created by the war, Jagoan and other members of the diplomatic convoy would also have a chance to escape from Crosac and meet up with Dorodo’s army.
As soon as Jagoan and the others left Crosac to meet up with Dorodo’s army, they could do whatever they wanted.
Even with Crosac’s larger army, and even if Claremento was one of the most famous generals in the City-State Union, annihilating 1,500 men of Dorodo’s army and capturing or killing Jagoan and his gang would have been difficult.
That was what Jagoan prepared and arranged. Then they would see how things develop.
The next morning.
Jagoan was playing chess with Jagoan in the room.
There was suddenly a loud banging on the door, and Jagoan said with a chuckle, “Commander, don’t touch my chess pieces while I open the door.”
“Am I like that?” Jagoan said with a chuckle.
Jagoan finished speaking and opened the door. He found an unexpected woman, who else could it be but Aria?
“It’s you!” Jagoan’s expression changed slightly.
He and Jagoan had already discussed the possible consequences yesterday, and Aria’s appearance proved that things had indeed turned out to be the worst of all possible outcomes that Jagoan and Jagoan had anticipated.
Mayor Claremento had placed Aria and Lisha under house arrest, not allowing them to leave their rooms. However, Aria appeared instead of Lisha.
What did that mean?
It meant Mayor Claremento had probably believed Aria and might have decided to make Aria his successor.
Perhaps Lisha was dead.
Perhaps a lifetime of house arrest awaited her.
It was the cruelty of political warfare that the winner would always be covered in glory, no matter what shameless things they had done to win.
The loser would always be in disgrace-no matter what kind of efforts they had made before failing.
“It’s me. Is your boss there?” Aria asked haughtily.
Jagoan had already heard Aria’s voice. Without Jagoan telling him, he walked over and let Aria into the room.
Although he and Aria were enemies, there was no need to be hostile to each other whenever they met.
Only the weak could not control their emotions. Genuine wise people and masters never revealed their expressions.
“Jagoan, pour Ms. Aria a cup of coffee…” Jagoan said quietly.
Jagoan did not hesitate. He replied in acknowledgment and turned around to make Aria some coffee.