bookcurios Chapter 107 After the War
Chapter 107 After the War
Several days have passed since the battle of West City, and the municipal compound that was destroyed has begun to be rebuilt. A large number of workers are coming and going, and truckloads of building materials are being transported in.
Sariel arrived looking somewhat tired. After offering his condolences to the workers, he began to stare blankly at the deep pit.
Suddenly, a person walked towards him. After Sariel clearly saw the person's appearance, he slightly perked up:
How is your teacher?
The newcomer was none other than Fate. He had survived a baptism at the church, but as for why he wasn't swept away, that remains to be seen.
Only Fate herself knows...
"Fortunately, the teacher can now get out of bed and walk."
"Thank you so much! On behalf of myself and my teacher, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you. If you ever need my help in the future, I will definitely do my best!"
At this point, he looked grateful. Andrew's survival was indeed thanks to Sariel. If it weren't for Sariel using his family's secret technique to save Andrew, Fate would be at his teacher's funeral right now.
"You're welcome, it's my duty."
"There's something I want to ask you: do you know those attackers?"
Faced with Sariel's question, Fate was taken aback. After a moment of silence, he slowly said:
"There's someone I've met in the Adventurers' Guild before, but we didn't talk much. We've only met a few times, so I don't know much about them."
Upon hearing Fate's reply, Sariel remained silent, simply nodding quietly.
The two chatted about some everyday topics before parting ways.
"Please give my regards to Bishop Andrew."
"Yes, I will tell the teacher."
Fate agreed and then took a carriage to the cathedral.
It was still that familiar spiderwood, but unlike her previous nervous and apprehensive feelings, this time Fate was more worried.
"teacher."
Fate called softly to the old man whose back was to her.
"It's Fate..."
The old man's voice was hoarse, and he was no longer as assertive as before. Fate felt a little sorry for him and quickly went over to pour him a cup of tea.
The old man shakily accepted the tea that Fitt handed him, took a small sip, and then put it down.
"Ah~"
Fate felt a pang of heartache at the sound of that sigh, but there was nothing he could do about the old man's current condition.
After this severe injury, although he survived, his strength has greatly declined, which is unacceptable for someone who was once a powerful figure.
"Fate."
"Ok?"
"Let's go to the capital."
.........................
"The nth day since the King left."
"I miss him."
"I wish I were a bow."
"In this way, I can turn my longing into arrows and shoot them at Your Majesty!"
Ignoring the two emo wolf demons at the entrance, Guangmou slowly walked into the village.
At this time, Black Wind Village was thriving. Due to Lin Tian's two subsequent upgrades, the number of little demons in Black Wind Village had reached several thousand, and the original village space naturally became somewhat inadequate.
So the little demons set out to expand, and the Black Wind Village not only expanded in size, but also added many facilities and items.
For example, this facility called "Three Thousand Floods" allows wolf demons to experience the exhilarating feeling of leaping down a raging waterfall.
They are prone to injury and need to be used in conjunction with the medical supplies provided by the little ginseng spirits.
For example, this snakeskin bag sold by the snake patrolmen is touted as being warm in winter and cool in summer, but it is actually just a large body bag.
Besides these, they also have Frog Jumping Fun, Wolf Catching Frog, and Hide and Seek (Skeleton Version). Guangmou passes by each facility and finally arrives at a teahouse.
This is a teahouse run by a group of little ginseng spirits. They claim to use only the finest spiritual plants, but only the little ginseng spirits know the real ingredients.
"It's been a long time since Grand Steward Guangmou came."
"welcome!"
"Thank you."
"Um... could you please not call me Grand Steward? It feels a bit strange."
"Hahaha!"
Guangmou and a little ginseng spirit came to a low tea table. The two sat on the ground, on which were cheap snake skins that the little ginseng spirits had tricked and coaxed from the Snake Patrol Officer.
The ginseng spirit was right. In Black Wind Village, Guangmou naturally held absolute power. This was mainly because Lin Tian had instructed the lesser demons to listen to Guangmou before leaving, and Guangmou naturally became the chief steward among the lesser demons!
However, Guangmou did not become complacent because of this. On the contrary, he worked diligently and made many contributions to Black Wind Village. He also put forward some constructive suggestions.
Aside from "a waterfall plunging three thousand feet," it's not...
The two had barely sat down when a tall, thin man ran over in an extremely awkward manner.
"Brother Frog, are you still not used to walking?"
"fine......"
As soon as the tall, thin man finished speaking, Guangmou and the little ginseng spirit looked at him at the same time, but after waiting for a long time, they didn't hear a croak. Seeing this, the three of them looked at each other and smiled.
"It has been some time since Your Majesty departed."
"Hmm, it's been over a month, hasn't it?"
Guangmou did some quick calculations and realized that quite some time had passed, and while he missed him, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"I...don't know...how is the King's progress."
"Your Majesty is incredibly capable, so we don't need to worry about you."
"Besides, even if something happens to the King, we, his family members, can sense it from the bottom of our hearts."
"Can you still sense the King's presence?"
Boligelang and the little ginseng spirit nodded in agreement, both of them vaguely sensing that the Great King still existed.
"Before Your Majesty left, I did express my concerns."
"I suggested to Your Majesty that we set a deadline, and if you didn't return by then, we would go to the West City!"
"But the king refused."
"That's what he said at the time."
If I can't even solve this, how can you offer any help?
"Perhaps to comfort us, the king still gave me a little trinket."
Guangmou then pulled a small mechanical object out of his pocket.
"This was made by that girl named Bai,"
“His Majesty said that if he needs us, this object will flash and turn red, but it is still green. Does that mean His Majesty is alright?”
"We only need to work hard to develop the village and then wait for the king to arrive."
"Don't you think so?"
Boligelang and the little ginseng spirits nodded in agreement. Then, as if he had thought of something, Boligelang suddenly stammered:
“Great...King...Good...Good...Man.…”
Seeing that Bolige was speechless for a long time, Guangmou suddenly stroked his fan and laughed:
Good fortune will always favor the virtuous!
"Yes...yes!"
"Hahahaha!"
Fire Illuminates Dark Clouds (The End)