Lawrence arrived at the newly bought estate and the outside like earlier looked a bit worn down but could be easily fixed. He through the nearby door nearby the gate and unlocked and went into the main street of the large land he now owned. He saw much abandon but maintained houses, The Tavern which had seen better days, Towers that needed to be manned and The Manor. He walked towards the Manor and saw a separate building connecting into the manor. It was the barrack, which surprised him but it made him smile slightly.
Once inside he saw the large but empty rooms which sadden him all the gear was taken out and it did leave him a dilemma. He needed gear and uniforms but his Shipment wouldn't arrive until a few weeks and even then it needed to be picked up at the drop off point. So he knew he needed to use a bit of magic. So after taking off his backpack he sat down in the middle of the room while he started to conjure a spell that would last only a few seconds. Red waves began to surround him as a small openings began to form in different places around. After a few more seconds crates began to appear from these openings in reality and crates of different sizes began to spew forth into the room.
Lawrence would stay like this for 15 seconds before 80 crates were in the room. He had summoned them from storage out of the Horsemen's homeland. Lawrence after his spell readjusted his hat and stood up. He walked to one of the crates and ripped the top with gloved hands and saw the uniformsand smiled and now knowing the helmets were in another. He went to another crate nearby, opened, and this time his smile grew, it was the Needlers. To him this what his Company needed. Now he needed to wait until tomorrow at 10:00 a.m for his recruitment at Rabdrige farms to call his excursion here a success.
Once inside he saw the large but empty rooms which sadden him all the gear was taken out and it did leave him a dilemma. He needed gear and uniforms but his Shipment wouldn't arrive until a few weeks and even then it needed to be picked up at the drop off point. So he knew he needed to use a bit of magic. So after taking off his backpack he sat down in the middle of the room while he started to conjure a spell that would last only a few seconds. Red waves began to surround him as a small openings began to form in different places around. After a few more seconds crates began to appear from these openings in reality and crates of different sizes began to spew forth into the room.
Lawrence would stay like this for 15 seconds before 80 crates were in the room. He had summoned them from storage out of the Horsemen's homeland. Lawrence after his spell readjusted his hat and stood up. He walked to one of the crates and ripped the top with gloved hands and saw the uniformsand smiled and now knowing the helmets were in another. He went to another crate nearby, opened, and this time his smile grew, it was the Needlers. To him this what his Company needed. Now he needed to wait until tomorrow at 10:00 a.m for his recruitment at Rabdrige farms to call his excursion here a success.
At the time, the Sins had been on their way to find more people to help out. After a bit, King's natural tie to the Fairy King's Forest seemed to tell him that someone was there that wanted to speak to him. King told Meliodas about this and they decided to head there. It would be a couple of days until they get there, but they would arrive nonetheless.
Lawrence was busy cleaning up the main HQ as the inside there was much dirt, dust, and cobwebs the liter the Manor. At the moment he found himself in what he considered to be the former War Room as there were maps that in barrels, pieces that were on tables and swords, and shields that were left in the building. Lawrence knew where he would spend most of his days during his times in the city as he really didn't rest but if he did it would a short power nap.
As he settled in the room, his mind wandered to his brethren. He wondered how Strife was fairing, how Grant was doing, and where was the Horsemen of Famine at. As he let his thoughts get the better of him, he pulled a chair from a stack and placed it near the table. He then sat down in it and began to wonder and plan his next course of Action before tomorrow.
As he settled in the room, his mind wandered to his brethren. He wondered how Strife was fairing, how Grant was doing, and where was the Horsemen of Famine at. As he let his thoughts get the better of him, he pulled a chair from a stack and placed it near the table. He then sat down in it and began to wonder and plan his next course of Action before tomorrow.
Strife was getting impatient.
And not your normal type of impatience. No, by now there were at least 6 corpses with a hole in their head. Which left the fairies to plead for their lives. Not only that, he was bored.
So he looked at the fairies and decide to play a game. He would let them go and think they would have a moment of freedom, only to shoot them in the back, and ask where was their former King, and if they didn't answer in 5 seconds, he would shoot them.
This cycle continued until one told him that he was coming. So he decided to leave, taking what he thinks is the strongest, especially the one-eyed one. Then loading a Lava round, he would see fire to the forest, leaving with the survivors to bring them to Lawrence.
And not your normal type of impatience. No, by now there were at least 6 corpses with a hole in their head. Which left the fairies to plead for their lives. Not only that, he was bored.
So he looked at the fairies and decide to play a game. He would let them go and think they would have a moment of freedom, only to shoot them in the back, and ask where was their former King, and if they didn't answer in 5 seconds, he would shoot them.
This cycle continued until one told him that he was coming. So he decided to leave, taking what he thinks is the strongest, especially the one-eyed one. Then loading a Lava round, he would see fire to the forest, leaving with the survivors to bring them to Lawrence.
Hull was keeping himself busy by cleaning up the War Room and all-round making the place look spiffing. He continued to clean and was planning to clean the rest of the Manor and the Barracks to get the recruits in a somewhat cleaner and militaristic style of living while serving under him. To him having good hygiene, good manners, good eating habits were the makings of a great army.
But as he was cleaning something came into his mind. He then looked North of the room and sensing something. He concentred on that area and found out why. Through his connection to the other horsemen, he was able to sense Strife was putting his own plan in motion. In his own mind, Hull said to himself, 'Be careful brother, there are dangers all around us. I hope you remember our training in the art of battle.' He stopped thinking of what was happening and continued his plan like normal.
But as he was cleaning something came into his mind. He then looked North of the room and sensing something. He concentred on that area and found out why. Through his connection to the other horsemen, he was able to sense Strife was putting his own plan in motion. In his own mind, Hull said to himself, 'Be careful brother, there are dangers all around us. I hope you remember our training in the art of battle.' He stopped thinking of what was happening and continued his plan like normal.
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