Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 942: Slash A Flag

Bankin stood at the window, the twilight leaving a deep shadow on his face, as depressed as he was at the moment.

From here, he could see the direction of the barracks. On the field of the barracks, Ban Jin saw an arrogant and domineering figure, nailed into the barracks like a nail. There were quite a few people lying at her feet, and that figure became even more dazzling.

The woman had arrived at the barracks not long ago, and no one dared to stop her from moving out the name of the lord. As soon as she arrived at the barracks, she threatened to challenge everyone who could call her name. At first, no one was willing to fight, but the woman pulled out the sword on her back and was about to slay the flag. Under her stimulation, a small captain finally stood up. And now, there were already five squadrons and three squadrons lying at her feet.

Throughout the entire process, the woman's sword was stabbed into the ground. No one saw her swing a sword, but the men in the barracks who could be considered strong fell to the cold ground. As long as the sword remained stuck there, the men in the barracks would not be able to lift their heads.

Bankin snorted and shouted, "Haven't you heard from Lord Wift yet?"

Behind him, his clerk said with a bitter face, "Not yet, my lord."

Ban Jin sighed. When he became the Governor of Public Security, he never thought that he would do such a thing. In Duruf's time, Bankin was just a small sheriff. At that time, there were only a dozen people in his hands who could command him. Until Duruf died in battle, the small army of Fenrir City did not form a system and ended up in name only. Afterwards, the remaining soldiers were dispersed into the city defense team, under the command of Jeff, the former city defense captain.

After Oz took office, Wyft found Bankin and promised to renew his promise to help Bankin to a high position at the price of Bankin's unconditional obedience and support. To Ban Jin, who was living in poverty at that time, this was a profitable business, and he immediately agreed to it. Sure enough, Weaver kept his promise. In less than two months, Jeff mysteriously disappeared and the city defense and security system were reorganized. Bankin had leapt from a small magistrate to a magistrate general, in charge of the security forces and the Associate City Defense Forces. He could be said to be a powerful figure.

The organization of the city defense team had also been reconstructed. Previously, there was only a general position of city defense captain, but now, it was divided into a small squad of ten people and a squadron of a hundred people. The previous city defense captain was renamed the city defense chief. The Commander-in-Chief is responsible to the Governor-General for the security forces. Finlier City no longer had a legion, so the only armed force was in Bankin's, or Wyft's, hands.

Originally, with the size of Fenrir City, it was impossible for him to have the rank of Governor. Hence, Bankin was still the Governor with the most false titles. In the past six months, there had been a lot more false titles like this. The people who were supported by these titles were basically all from Wyft's system. Wyft's goal was clearly to make these people's vanity inflate, while he kept promising a bright future so that Bankin and the others could work for him.

In fact, Bankin did the same. He couldn't do it without Wyft. But now, his request for instructions from Wyft was not answered at all. The most deadly thing was that the woman wearing the Allen banner had already taken down quite a few people in the city defense team. If Ban Jin couldn't come up with a solution, his image in the hearts of the soldiers would definitely be greatly tarnished.

At this moment, the clerk reminded, "Your Excellency, you have to prepare."

Ban Jin naturally knew what to prepare. In front of the desk in his office, an invitation letter from the City Lord's Mansion was placed in the middle of the desk. Ban Jin rubbed his forehead with a headache. Someone coughed softly and said, "Lord Ban Jin, let me go."

The one who spoke was the City Defense Chief. This man was personally arranged by Wyft. A Level 15 expert was nominally Ban Jin's subordinate, but in reality, Ban Jin knew that his true loyalty was only to Whift. Placing this man in the position of City Chief Defense Officer was nothing more than weakening Ban Jin's power to prevent him from becoming arrogant. "How confident are you?" Bankin sighed.

"Half?" Obviously, the Chief of City Defense was not very confident. He had seen the entire process of the woman beating the captains down. The chief asked himself that even if he made a move, he wouldn't be able to be so casual. But at this time, Whift didn't say anything, but he had to stand up. Otherwise, if the banner was to be cut down by that woman, not to mention Bankin's face, Wyft would also feel ashamed.

Bankin exhaled and waved his hand, "Then you go."

"Prepare a carriage for me," the governor snorted after the chief had gone.

A moment later, a carriage drove out of the Security Department and headed towards the City Lord's Mansion. Sitting in the carriage, Bankin suddenly heard a low, deep cry from the direction of the barracks in the distance. His heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but look behind the window, only to see the setting sun winning blood.

The carriage drew farther and farther away.

There was complete silence in the barracks.

The sword was still stuck in the ground, and the chief of the city defense was lying not far from the sword. The guards on the field didn't dare to breathe a mouthful of air. Only when the woman gently pulled out her sword and silently turned around to leave did the soldiers breathe a sigh of relief. However, just as the woman walked out of the barracks gate, the flag hanging from the barracks suddenly fell to the ground covered in mud.

As night fell, the City Lord's Mansion was dazzling.

The original council hall was used as the venue for the banquet tonight. The tables and chairs in the hall were removed, and the entrance was cut off by several sculptures, followed by a low and melodious tune played by a band. In the middle, there were several long tables side by side, on which were plenty of food and wine for the guests to eat.

Not long after Wyft arrived, the banquet had just begun. At this point in time, it was good to be calm. It would appear that he had lowered his status if he came early, but it would be disrespectful to that lord if he came tonight. Whitford, who had always been meticulous, would never make such a low-level mistake. There was only one female companion with him at the dinner party. His female companion was very young, at least much younger than him. The woman was dressed in a long skirt with a V-shaped collar embellished with fine gemstones. Although the entire dress had only one decoration, it managed to attract the attention of the men in the arena. However, he didn't know if the man's gaze landed on the jewel at the collar or the woman's faintly discernible ravine.

Or both?

Wyft didn't mind his female companion being greeted by the men. Instead, his old face shone brightly and his face was filled with pride. He greeted the dignitaries warmly, and a moment later he found Yodi, the great merchant who was attached to him. Yodi looked at the woman with some fear. As a confidant of Whift, he knew that this woman was not as simple as a vase.