Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3231

Garrett's face twisted into a cold, calculating smile as he addressed the group. "If Mortimer Zedler wants to keep his injury a secret, we'll spread the news far and wide. Let everyone know."

"But will this really stop them from waging this financial war against us?" one of the financial moguls asked, standing up to face Garrett.

"It won't end the conflict outright, but it will significantly diminish Zedler and Larson's credibility. Remember, many people in the villages were never fully loyal to Matthew. If not for Mortimer's support, they might not have followed him at all."

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By the next morning, the entire nation of Montiria, as well as the internet, was buzzing with a new rumor. The story went that Mortimer Zedler, the influential figure from Southaven who supported Matthew Larson, had been severely injured by Aelion Tarian, the general-in-chief of the Aerial Legion. The rumors exaggerated the extent of Mortimer's injuries, claiming that he was on the brink of death.

The news sent shockwaves throughout Montiria. While those who harbored grudges against Matthew, such as Rocco and Connor, were skeptical about Mortimer's near death, they believed in the possibility that the Aerial Legion injured him.

Rocco also learned that Mortimer had wiped out most of the Gloam Division's leadership overnight, and those who remained had been publicly humiliated by Aelion, forced to kneel at the Aerial Legion command center's entrance. The citizens were invited to identify any wrongdoers, and those accused were either beheaded on the spot or handed a knife by the Aerial Legion soldiers to end their own lives.

By midday, rivers of blood flowed in front of the Aerial Legion command center. Even after the bloodstains were washed away, the gray quartz pavement retained a faint reddish hue.

At the same time, dozens of villages gathered together, their leaders looking grim and determined. A few burly men at the front were deep in discussion.

"Everyone, Matthew Larson forced us to cultivate those useless crops at the time, costing us the lucrative Night Vine trade. Now, his backer has fallen, and Matthew himself can't even enter Montiria. I say it's time we revive the Night Vine business and reclaim our profits!" bellowed a bald, scarred man, standing up to address the group.