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The Misthalin Overlord - Chapter 3

Argan had just finished tilling the fields. He went to tell the elderly man that he had completed his job, when suddenly, he

came across a piece of parchment with writing on it. Argan picked it up and read:

''Come to the chicken coop at midnight tonight. We have some matters to discuss.''

Weird. I had better do what the parchment says, Argan thought. Argan went inside the farmhouse and told the elderly man that

he was finished. He then waited until midnight.

When it was midnight, Argan checked if the elderly man was asleep in his room. There he was, fast asleep, with his near-

trademark snore set to full blast. Argan sneaked down the stairs and out the door. He then crept to the chicken coop,

careful to not disturb the farm animals. When he stepped into the chicken coop, he was suddenly seized by a hand.

"What are you doing here?!" A voice answered. It belonged to a man.

"I found a piece of parchment. It told me to come here at midnight," Argan replied.

"Very well then. Come with me."

Argan heard a button being pressed and machinery grinding to reveal a staircase leading down.

The man lead Argan down the staircase. Inside he saw a spacious room full of many armed men and women. The man lead Argan

past them and to a desk with the elderly man behind it. Argan stood there, baffled.

"Hello there, sonny. I see that you're suprised. No need to be suprised. Come here."

Argan walked slowly towards the elderly man. "What are you doing here? I thought you were asleep." Argan said.

"Indeed, it did appear I was asleep, That was my twin brother, covering for me." the elderly man said.

"Anyway, what are you doing here?"

"Well, to make a long story short, I am the leader of the Misthalin Underground. We are actively conspiring against the

king. We destroy his army's supply lines, set fire to his army's barracks, and most of all, recruit people like you to the

resistance. We fight for freedom and justice for all. Do not think of us as the bad guys. We are patriots, countrymen

willing to fight to change their homeland for better. You can join, or you can refuse to join. If you join, you will

automatically be recruited. If you refuse to join, you will have your memory erased, and you will forget everything we have

talked about here. Are you interested in joining?"

Argan thought for a moment. He knew the answer before it came out of his mouth.

"Yes."