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The Legend of Zelda: The Last Blademaster chp. 30
"We've gotten everyone we could gather in the castle, sir. The masons and miners are right to work."
Erik prowled the top of the walls of Hyrule Castle, observing the work taking place below. All around the Castle and the Town, a massive, cavernous hole was being dug. Blacksmiths were working night and day, forging swords, shields and spears, while fletchers manufactured arrows by the bundle. Bruce, the owner of the Golden Cuccoo Inn, had offered to enlist to teach the soldiers basic machinery building and repair, utilizing his time in the lumber industry to construct siege engines, while his wife Mazie converted their Inn into a hospital ward. Every volunteering, able bodied man, Goron and Zora were equipped, then enrolled into Erik's combat training. The soldiers had by now built up a new respect for their new leader, and General Fredrick named him Vice General and head Advisor. However, it was after two months of preparation and training that Zelda kn
The Legend of Zelda: The Last Blademaster chp. 29
Ilia sat in Derge's pavilion, holding her breath in anxiety and anticipation. The warlord was calmly reading a book whilst lounging on his throne. He hadn't spoken a word to her since her capture in Ordon two days ago.
Ilia shifted nervously. She was seated at a table laden with food for the two of them. But the young woman had no appetite whatsoever, instead dreading the hour when her captor claimed her that night. She knew it would be tonight; why else would Derge have sent for her, have her dress in a long, surprisingly light blue modest dress and wait for his command? Tonight would be the night, and Ilia prayed for either one of two things, that it would end quickly, or she would die before it was over.
Derge slowly closed the book and sighed, leaning royally back against the throne. His eyes where closed, his mouth drawn into a slight frown. He rose without warning and, much to Ilia's fear, drew his sword.
"Peace, little one," said Derge in a shockingly gentle
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