Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king

Chapter 421: Pioneer

Chapter 421: Pioneer

This is outrageous. Why am I the one forced to leave home? Torghan seethed as he trudged forward, his steps heavy with frustration. Beside him, his newly assigned bodyguard walked in silence, his expression unreadable. 

I was the one who found them! So why should I be the one to cross the salt lake? The thought burned in his mind, an ember of resentment that refused to die. He had brought news of the outsiders, yet instead of being praised for it, he was the one sent away to verify their claims.

His father's decision gnawed at him. Why him? Why not one of his brothers? Why not one of the elders? They had lived long enough to understand the ways of the world better than he did. Yet here he was, walking toward the unknown, burdened with a task that shouldn't have been his.

Just when he had thought that his father was proud of him, there he sent him into exile.He was not a fool; he knew very well that he was the most sacrificable of his brothers; he was the youngest after all, which meant that if things turned ugly, the loss would be minimal.

Unknowingly, his gaze drifted backward, settling on the five warriors his father had sent as protection. They walked in formation, their faces hardened , their weapons close at hand. Among them was the translator—the man who had been the bridge between his father and one of the outsiders.

Torghan exhaled sharply and faced forward again. It should have been someone else, he thought bitterly. But it didn't matter anymore. The decision had been made, and now, there was no turning back.

Torghan's gaze drifted, almost unconsciously, toward the outsider walking among them. The man stood out like a sore wound, his garments unlike anything Torghan had ever seen. Instead of thick furs or sturdy leathers fit for the harsh mountain winds, he wore silken cloth, flowing and delicate, shimmering faintly even in the muted light of day.

How can a man fight dressed like that? Torghan wondered, his brow furrowing.

Shaking off the thought, Torghan clicked his tongue and called out, "Rhazan."