Chapter 42

In the city center of Ironhorn Alliance, Jay drove a small transport vehicle loaded with Astral Ambers through the city toward its highest point. "Are they distributing rewards or something? That looks like a ton of Astral Ambers." "More than 10,000, at least." "Really? Didn't they just hand some out a few days ago?" "You didn't hear? The young lord got into trouble while he was out, and someone saved him. These Astral Ambers are part of the reward." "Rumor says there are 30,000 in total. Ironhorn Alliance is really generous." "Of course. Saving the young lord is definitely worth that much." "Word is, he was ambushed on a mission..." The streets buzzed with gossip as therians traded bits and pieces of the story. At one street corner, a male crept silently off to the side, listening intently to the chatter about Karl's rescue. After a few minutes, he heard nothing useful and quietly slipped away. "Lord Hansen, the word's out. One of Lieutenant Hansen's men was seen snoop