NovelOnlineThe Yimmels traveled from Riverton to Zamri fashionably, with a procession of over twenty cars bearing their family crest. It was an ostentatious sight, drawing the states of many pedestrians.
A few of them recognized the family crest and were left wondering why they would suddenly show up in Zamri.
Were they extending their influence here to Zamri? That did not make sense, considering the distance between Bralog and Riverton. While it was not particularly far, it was not exactly close either, with the state of Norsedam sitting between them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIf the Yimmels were expanding their influence, they should start by heading to the closer city, Norsedam. Why start with Zamri? While the pedestrians were busy pointing and gesturing and speculating at the grand procession, Yora Yimmel was laughing smugly, as she sat in the Lincoln limousine in the middle.
After all, she had done her homework.
The Three Bears of Zamri had previously kept the city beyond the reach of outside influence, but they had each fallen off for sreason.
While Yora suspected Frank's involvement, which explained how Lanecorp developed rapidly, the fruits of their successes were ripe for Yora's taking.
How could she call herself Yora Yimmel if she did not take them? Yora was pleased to see the civilians of Zamri staring at her family's procession too.
They would soon be citizens of her territory-pawns who contributed their strength for the Yimmel's prosperity.
Naturally, she was not about to be blinded by the prospect of victory just yet.
Turning toward Mr. Noon, the martial artist with a split mustache, she asked respectfully, "Are you confident about defeating Frank Lawrence?" Hearing her ask the squestion once more, Mr. Noon rubbed his chin and smiled. "The sole heir to the Lord of the Southern Woods is strong, reaching Birthright rank in no time...I can't really say, but he should be in the Ascendant rank now." en.kikistories Yora frowned at Mr. Noon's insight-that was not what she wanted to hear, as she only wanted to know if he could stop Frank.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSeemingly reading her thoughts, Mr. Noon smiled. "Don't worry, ma'am. What I'm saying is that he's too important to kill, but he doesn't get to strut when I'm around." Then, his tone turned cool.
"Moreover, you've toldē yourself he's in Norsedam, and that means he's after Baba Yaga. She's no angel... if anything, she might have had him killed by now." en.kikistories Mr. Noon's confidence relieved Yorapletely.
After all, while the Yimmels had considerable influence in Bralog, it was all thanks to Yora's sister, Baba Yaga.
Since Baba Yaga was Corpsedale's leader on the east coast, the Yimmels often saw the presence of curious individuals. They were the reason the Yimmels' many enemies died gruesomely, allowing the Yimmels to gain notoriety. en.kikistories In reality, the patron of the Yimmels was Baba Yaga, and Yora knew that all too well.
Mr. Noon was himself from Corpsedale too, serving as an overseer in the family and Yora's strongest bodyguard.
His assurance naturally inspired Yora's confidence, and her eyes lit up with anticipation for the future.
In fact, she saw that Zamri was now hers.
Nheless, the Yimmel family procession arrived outside Lanecorp Tower.
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