Chapter 112

The woman had come from a small clan. Her name was Yara Straw, her brother, Jen Straw. Jen had the potential, and the wit. “This…” Motte hesitated, although Jen was good, he was not a Khan. “What’s wrong? Is he not fit? He’s your brother too, you know. Why can’t he serve the Khan?” Yara asked. “This is not something I can decide for you, I must ask my superiors,” Motte sighed, and shook his head. “Then… what about this?” Yara said as she poked Motte’s shoulder, before she lay on him, and kissed his ear. “Oh, you!” Motte spoke as he instinctively embraced Yara, and took her to their room. … “My lord, I have gathered a total of 51 men! Please inspect them as you wish!” Motte declared after two days of selections. The Khan leaders had gathered on the ground’s stage, even Spout was present. This was too big of an event to miss! “Not bad!” Zephyr thought as he scanned the candidates, noting how most were at least Strengths of level five. However, Zephyr needed more than skill, he need