Chapter 745 A Fragile Hope

• A boy, barely in his teens, took a heavy blow to the forehead, blood streaming down his face. Both sides hurled insults at each other in their respective dialects before they charged forward, erupting into a full-blown brawl.
• Nadia's ears buzzed—it was surreal hearing Pearlmont Province's third unofficial dialect being hurled toward the opposing side as they fought, swearing and striking simultaneously.
• The two groups lived around this lake. The opposing group occupied slightly higher ground, while the Serican group had settled on the lower terrain near the water, surviving through tireless fishing and small-scale farming. The others, less skilled at cultivation and more prone to raiding, had long set their sights on the Sericans.