Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 46 The Situation in Alliance City

46: Chapter 46 The Situation in Alliance City

46 -46 The Situation in Alliance City

Hill marveled at Baldy’s thick-skinned audacity.

It seemed true that those who could become leaders of major factions among the players all had dirty hearts.

Adrian stood up and asked Fran, “The ship is about to arrive, should we invite the Spencer Knight and his group up here?”

Fran looked at the Undead Tribe and hesitated.

Xiao Liuliu quickly responded: “We can chat amongst ourselves.”

After thinking it over, Fran still said to Adrian, “Please invite them up.

They probably want to see the situation below.”

Baldy asked, “Are we almost there?

Can we go on deck?”

Fran nodded: “Go ahead, but be careful of ambushes.”

Baldy waved his hand dismissively: “No worries.

Now that we’re here, we’re not afraid of death anymore.”

Xiao Liuliu smacked his head: “If you resurrect now, you definitely won’t be inside Alliance City!”

Dream Awakening raised her tablet: “There’s a temporary altar built by a priest of Wenjian a hundred miles behind us.

You can be resurrected there.”

“What about Qingcheng?”

“Lu Huayu just logged on to apologize, saying that his fiancée got carried away for a moment.

She’s now crying and talking about deleting her account as an apology.

He went to console her.

Later on, he will accompany his fiancée to apologize to everyone,” Qian Yuyu said while holding her tablet.

“He also hopes that everyone won’t blame the people in his guild, as they knew nothing about it.

His beloved fiancé didn’t even tell him, it was her own decision.

But he will take responsibility.

He hopes his family members can forgive him for leading them to this outcome.

If they can’t, he understands and wishes the best for those who leave.

He will soon return to atone with the family members who still follow him.”

“Ah!

This familiar passive-aggressive eunuch tone of writing, shirking responsibility so slickly,” Perfect Bald remarked pensively.

“I always felt out of place compared to these people.

I really am a good person!”

Hill wasn’t surprised at all that the members of Black Rose were all cursing him for shamelessness, including Baldy’s beloved wife.

Xiao Liuliu almost uncontrollably hid to one side.

“Young Master found that Supervisor!” Rain Falling on Mortal Dust, also looking at the tablet, called out.

“Where?” The Spencer Knight quickly approached.

“Wounded, and taken to a temporary camp by the Clan Leader of the Youth Journey of the Wenjian World,” Rain Falling on Mortal Dust replied promptly.

The Spencer Knight turned to Fran: “May I ask if Master Fran could take us to the camp?”

“Of course, no problem.” Fran said: “Would you like to take a look at Alliance City?”

The Spencer Knight nodded: “Thank you, Master Fran.

I would like to see the current state of the city.”

Perfect Bald hesitated but then asked: “Spencer Knight, what will become of the families who defended the city?”

“Their military exploits for defending the city are gone, but the past ones are still there,” replied Spencer with an expressionless face.

“But according to the rules of Saral, nobles from a city that has been breached have no right to reclaim their lands.”

The players of Black Rose whispered amongst themselves.

“Does this count as losing a country for a woman?”

“A lose-lose beauty trap?”

“Wenjian really got hit hard!

Though, Qingcheng got what she deserved.”

“What about the other three factions?

They’re the real losers, you know?

At least Wenjian still has a name, they’re etched in history now!”

Hill looked at the Old Age Striking King, who claimed that Wenjian would go down in history, with profound reverence for this lady.

“I need to ask the Young Master if he’s considering changing the name.” Baldy took out his tablet, ready to deliver the final blow.

Listening to the Undead Tribe going out to the deck to enjoy the view, Adrian pulled Hill aside: “I didn’t hear wrong earlier, did I?

They said they had a good relationship with Wenjian?”

Spencer and Fran both looked at Hill.

Hill nodded: “A friendly faction, just a hair’s breadth from being an alliance.”

Seeing their expressions, both seemed to be contemplating becoming hostile factions.

Hill carefully chose his words: “If it were hostility, they would be mocking each other in their public channels.

Even strangers would ridicule them.

Private jokes like these usually mean good relations.”

“Even between two City Lords?” Spencer asked hesitantly, “Only Vander was left from the King’s former guards.

He is to contact the Undead Tribe in Keslow.

Even though he told me not to mind whatever the Undead say.

But if we’re to plan a counter-offensive, we must have contact, right?”

“Their relationship is quite equal.

All are children of the gods after all!” Hill said.

“A City Lord merely has more glory.

So, they speak very casually.

It’s completely different from our relations among nobles.”

Hill hesitated, thinking if this explanation was sufficient?

Spencer Knight seemed troubled: “Then how should I treat a defeated family?”

“Just do your official duties,” Hill could only respond thus.

Spencer sighed: “No wonder the King put me in charge.

Those who berate the defeated as trash probably bring trouble upon themselves, right?”

The Spencer Family was known for their impartiality in official affairs.

Averse to handling interpersonal relations, they neither liked to scold nor to fight.

No matter how wrong the Undead Tribe were, they were still William’s people.

Even without Hill’s explanation, Spencer Knight would have dealt with them politely.

“Good heavens, it’s become this bad?”

“The city is ruined!”

“The people of Noble Temple are still living in tents!”

Hearing the loud discussions of the Undead Tribe outside, Fran and the Spencer Knight walked out together, and Hill followed behind the Spencer Knight’s entourage, last to leave the room.

Through the gaps in the rolling white clouds beneath the Airship, one could see the broken and scattered remains of Alliance City.

Before him lay nothing but ruins—the houses had mostly collapsed, forming a desolate landscape of massive rubble.

The Great Wall facing south, along with the Magic Tower above, had become piles of broken walls and remnants.

In the central square of the city, white tents were scattered about.

The Noble Coalition, which had attacked the city, had already set up camp here.

The city walls facing the interior of Saral Country, though tall, lacked any engravings of Defensive Magic Arrays.

The original city wasn’t large, and the walls facing Saral Country had long been battered in the battles for the city waged by players. novelbuddy.cσ๓

After forming the Five Gangs Alliance, they expanded quite a bit on the inside.

They had only done the preliminary construction, intending to properly build up after defeating the Noble Coalition.

Well now, Hill thought as he looked at the three Legends guarding the city walls.

He didn’t know how long these few could hold out.

Dionysio probably wouldn’t be pinning his hopes on them, either.

He searched around and spotted a deep purple tent in the city center.

It seemed that the Saintess would also be staying here.

Spencer paced back and forth on the ship, stopping occasionally to observe.

Hill heard people from the Black Rose discussing in a corner.

“What’s Spencer doing?”

“Looking for a chance and place to counterattack, of course!”

“Hold on, is this counterattack being led by NPCs?” Magic Sword suddenly shouted out.

“Shut up!

They can feel it when we talk about them!

Remember to speak calmly, no matter what you’re saying about NPCs, understand?” the Old Age Striking King scolded him.

“So even if the Young Master fights back, it’s futile?

Why is he still so motivated now?” Fang Tianhua was a bit puzzled.

“His skin isn’t as thick as the Road Eunuch!” Rain Falling on Mortal Dust said.

“He was originally the boss of Alliance City.

It’s his responsibility that the city was lost.

The Road Eunuch directly pushed the blame onto a woman, but the Young Master can’t do that.

As long as he still wants to play this game, he just has to accept his bad luck!

Let’s see if he dares to flirt with girls anymore!”

“There are still so many people in Wenjian who haven’t left the guild!

For their sake, he needs to earn some more Military Exploits,” Perfect Bald added.

“In the future, this city will likely belong to the Spencer Family again.”

“William is really good at seizing opportunities,” Nie Xingchen remarked.

“William has probably been waiting for you guys to slip up,” Hill thought to himself.

“The Spencer Family’s Sky Knights serve as his own guards.

William can’t afford such luxury.

These are Sky Knights forged from battling Magical Beasts.

They’re formidable.”

Hill looked around and wondered if William had intentionally placed this Five Gangs Alliance at this southeastern corner.

This was once a small city that players had fought over for more than a month, leaving it in ruins, but once things settled down, they rebuilt it into a large city with a seaport dock.

Now, although the city above was shattered, the underground water system remained intact.

The Spencer Family couldn’t build such a perfect water sewage system even if they wanted to.

Unless they issued a quest to players, which would cost a lot of money.

Hill felt that William wasn’t planning on deliberately trapping the players, but if the players overplayed their hand, he’d gladly reap the benefits.

Eventually, Spencer stood upright and nodded with satisfaction.

He turned and called out to Fran, who was waiting by the side, “Thank you very much for your help, Master Fran!”

Fran nodded, “No need to be polite.

It’s my honor to do something for Saral.

Shall we go to the temporary camp now?”

“Yes,” Spencer said.

“I’m glad to hear that Lad is still alive, now I’m not completely in the dark about what to do.”

Fran moved the ship swiftly, “We’ve found something below.

Might have to fly up to investigate.”

Through the protective shield of the airship, Hill saw red hair flying up from below.

“The red-haired Legendary Knight,” Hill murmured to himself.

Adrian, having heard him, informed him, “That’s from Navarro.

They’re far to our south, where the nobles all have red hair.”

Saral has golden hair, Haifasardo has golden and brown hair.

Is this a gradual fading of color as you go north?

When Hill was lost in thought, he always felt like he was in a crudely set-up game.

But no game, no matter how realistic, has a cycle of rebirth from birth to death.

He hoped to one day see the reality of this world.

After reaching the temporary camp, the spaceship began to descend slowly, and players from the Black Rose hurried over to say goodbye, jumping off before the ship even stopped.

Leaning against the rail of the ship, Hill heard Perfect Bald laughing loudly: “Young Master!

Where are you at?

We’ve come to help you!”

Below, no one paid him any mind for a while.

“Young Master, hey!

Come out to greet your guests!

I brought lots of beauties with me!” Perfect Bald continued to tease.

“Perfect Bald you fake Loli!

Have you become a pervert from playing a girl character for too long?” Finally, a voice full of expletives came from below, “Just hand over Liu Liu and you can leave!”

“Baldy, shut up!” Xiao Liuliu couldn’t take it anymore, “Young Master, William’s people have arrived.

They’re on the ship.

Hurry up and come out!

Don’t mind Baldy.”

Hill watched the young man running out hurriedly and couldn’t help but chuckle: Playing a young character while trying to pick up girls?

No wonder it’s called ‘Youth Journey of the Wenjian World.’ Following the Young Master, all those who ran out were Lolis and young boys.

Probably because of their young age as well, their faces were filled with the airs of adolescent delusions.

When they looked up, they were brimming with confidence.

Spencer came over, looking at these people and inhaling deeply, “Vander told me that their appearances don’t represent their actual age or gender.

But these are really kids, right?”

He turned to glance at Hill, a bit despairingly, “They’re not as big as Polanio, are they?”

The ship was silent, nobody wanted to answer his question.