pointed to a spot on the map somewhere in the Ahaggar mountain range in the central Sahara. ‘A young soldier has been killed.’
Darius was a little surprised, because so far it didn't look like a problem that the two most important people in the kingdom had to deal with. And certainly not one that required action in the middle of the night, and the earl could help with that.
‘Corporal Caim Rocha.’ The Marshal folded his arms across his chest and stared at the map. ‘A would-be corporal, because he didn't manage to receive his rank in his home unit.’
‘And a former senior guard of the City Guard.’ The Grand Master looked at the documents again. ‘A month ago, he applied for a transfer from the garrison in Atlantis to his home enclave. Considering that Bushtabhar is outside the jurisdiction of the City Guard, he was redirected to the army. His superiors from both formations agreed, and he was to begin his service at the beginning of September.’
‘The problem is that he was found dead today.’
‘Worse, he left the city accompanied by three of his colleagues from the City Guard, and they are now accusing the military of murder.’
‘For which the soldiers are responding in kind.’ The Marshal did not look pleased.
Darius listened carefully, trying to find the reason why he had been summoned to the Grand Master's office in the middle of the night. He did not know where this was all leading, but judging by the expressions on their faces, he concluded that it was definitely not going in a good direction.
‘There is a tense atmosphere in the city, even in the entire enclave.’ Tilion sighed heavily. ‘Considering that this is the border with Shehed territory, it's only getting worse. We have received reports of attacks on soldiers and watchmen, in which several people have been injured. In addition, members of Quel-naza have been spotted in the area.’ Only now was everything starting to make sense. Internal tensions could be an opportunity for members of the paramilitary organisation to take drastic
