Second World Novel

Chapter 1829 1829. Discussion before Departure

More players trickled into the throne room as time passed. Jeanny came with David. Arthur came with Jet and Freddie. Red Death came with Scarface. Spring Crown came by himself and just went and chatted with Jeanny, to David’s annoyance.

When Four Winds arrived with Purple Mist, Jack went and congratulated him. Four Winds had won the Grand Election Tourney and was now the official grand chief of Verremor. The process was not without resistance, he had to fight fiercely in the tourney. Some tribes expressed strong disagreements even after the result was out, but they lost to public support.

Four Winds had proved a capable commander after the war campaign to Liguritudum. Most of the tribes that fought in the war supported him. Additionally, the announcement of the underworld invasion had let everyone know that this was not the time for politics. They needed someone decisive to steer the country in this time of peril and many believed Four Winds was the orc for the job.

Four Winds didn’t waste time. He used his ruling powers to issue Call to Arms and Mass Drill. Even if he was not a full sovereign during the war, he was a partial one, so he received plenty of merits from the war. These merits allowed his governor level to level up multiple times, which carried over into his sovereign level once he was appointed grand chief. He gained many ruling powers in the process.

He also did manual drafting and training for each settlement. With the effect of the world enchantment, he drafted many recruits. He appointed Water Lily as his main advisor and let her deal with the remaining details before he left.

As for the Raretooth tribe, they had nowhere to go after they lost Kabaka. Four Winds offered them amnesty if they followed him back to Verremor. They weren’t willing to wander aimlessly in a foreign land, so they took up on Four Winds’ offer.

One of the reasons Four Winds did that was because of Jack’s request. Thebalder felt bad about what happened to his best friend’s tribe after hearing the news. He asked Jack if there was a way to help that tribe, hence Jack’s request to Four Winds.

Four Winds kept his promise once he became the grand chief. The Raretooth tribe was pardoned. They were considered a normal tribe, though. They no longer had their previous prestige due to their transgressions. They had to work from the bottom again. They didn’t mind. They were happy enough that they had a home again. They swore an oath of loyalty to Four Winds. Seeing their earnestness, Four Winds decided to entrust the security of Mjiku Maba to them, the city they were familiar with.

He, of course, tasked his guild members to monitor that native tribe, making sure they didn’t stab him in the back.

“How long do you think we will be gone?” Four Winds asked.

“I honestly can’t answer that,” Jack answered. “We have to see what’s what at Chris’ secret location first.”

“For all we know, we can be wasting our time,” Purple Mist said. She didn’t support the idea of leaving the country when they had just gained control of it for a few days.

“Drastic times call for drastic measures,” Jack said. “I don’t think the main creator of this world requests the best players to go there for nothing.”

“Hm…,” Four Winds grunted. He had the same mind as Purple Mist, but he trusted Jack enough to bet on this.

“Speaking of the creator,” Purple Mist said when she saw the next group that came through the door.

It was Wilted and her gang. Most of the ones here already knew Handsome Joe, Anotherday, and Blackhole. The three were participants in the Outworlder World Tournament, so they were well-known enough. Two other players in Wilted’s group were not so. Jack assumed they were Nameless and Badass.

Jack thought maybe he had seen those two, but he couldn’t tell. Wilted brought quite many players with her during the war, after all.

Wilted introduced the two to everyone. Nameless was a male elf, and Badass was a male vampire. Everyone couldn’t deny the two were impressive considering both had first-class special classes. Nameless was a level 82 Saint Knight, a special class from Paladin. Badass was a level 82 Hell Walker, a special class from Warlock.

“Hell walker,” Jack said in his mind to Peniel. “The class sounds like they can travel to the underworld like the nightmare.”

“They can,” Peniel answered. “It is their spell when they reach level 90. The spell allows them to open a portal and wander around the underworld.”

“Oh…, too bad he is still level 82,” Jack said. “Otherwise, we can send another team to get the portal-closing stone.”

“Their spell only allows themselves to go to the underworld. They can’t bring a passenger like the nightmares,” Peniel explained.

Wilted came to John and asked, “Do we have eyes on the underworld forces’ movements?”

“It’s difficult to spy on them,” John answered. “Players who tried mostly end up dead. The ones with the most successes are intel gathered by the Dogs of War and the Jackal Crews.”

“Even we have only limited intel,” David informed. “From what little we can gather, it is safe to assume the underworld forces are splitting. They divided themselves into six armies and headed to three different countries. Hydrurond, Palgrost, and Aurebor. Each army was led by one devil.”

“They are underestimating us by splitting up,” Four Winds said.

“Splitting up ensures them the quickest way to conquer everything,” John said. “Frankly speaking, they have the right to underestimate us.”

“Yes, I still can’t forget when Satan used his Soul and Chaos Chain Reaction,” Jeanny said. “That skill is truly too OP-ed.”

“It’s literally a nuke,” Paytowin remarked.

“What the hell is on your mind when you and your partner designed those devils?” David asked Wilted.

“To be fair, I never thought they were going to become real devils whom we have to defeat to save our lives,” Wilted replied.

“Because of that skill, we can’t fight Satan with quantity. I have left instructions. If Satan is to be engaged, it will only be with a few high-level combatants who have the speed to flee the skill’s zone.”

“As if there is such a combatant,” Paytowin remarked.

“This is all your fault,” John said to Jack. “If only you can enter the mana awakening state at will, we will have a way to fight Satan.”