561: Chapter 359: Sir, have you ever mined?
561: Chapter 359: Sir, have you ever mined?
The Undead Tribe soon completely occupied the Guardian City ahead and systematically dealt with all the residents of the city, using their usual methods.
However, most of the ordinary residents of this Guardian City carried a faint red hue rather than the neutral yellow.
Hill was shocked.
For ordinary people to slide into evil under the rule of high-level professionals was quite difficult, as everyone was generally oppressed.
And this Guardian City, worthy of being under the rule of devils, even had some children aged eight or nine exuding a red glow.
Hill thought about it and figured these ordinary people might have done everything they could to live better under the devils, including various betrayals and reports, staining their hands with the lives of innocent people.
And this wasn’t just occasionally, it was the livelihood of the entire city.
Interestingly, some younger knights, probably due to rigorous training from a young age and limited interaction with the outside world, shimmered with a yellow light.
The Undead Tribe could only disarm them first and then place them in the neutral citizens’ camp.
Aside from a few hundred children and dozens of adults, there were only these knights in the neutral citizens’ camp.
The prisoner camp, on the contrary, was almost overflowing.
The Undead Tribe was unusually flustered for a while.
After all, separating children from their parents equaled a crime in the minds of the Undead Tribe.
Unfortunately, when the Undead Tribe tried to test the waters by placing these parents into the citizens’ camp, they couldn’t pass the painting’s detection.
The screen showed a rare embarrassed side of the Undead Tribe.
The parents seemed to sense they had found a weak spot in the Undead Tribe and desperately tried to make the Undead Tribe release them simply.
Some even tried to find a way to have their children taken to the prisoner camp with them.
They knew, of course, that those sent to the citizens’ camp were in deep trouble before these otherworlders arrived.
Everyone there were self-righteous fools trying to maintain a shred of humanity in the land of devils.
Don’t even mention those little children; they would naturally change when they grew up, but those adults were the ones these survivors left behind consensually.
When the devils caused trouble, they’d just throw one out.
However, the army representing justice had arrived.
Those individuals could live quite well!
How could that be?
Especially those shrewd mothers who had educated their children excellently from an early age; they were nearly insane.
They understood well that those who insisted on justice would naturally have a fondness for children.
Just like those fools insisting on maintaining their humanity, even if they were good actors, they would reveal themselves in front of these probing children.
So, the streets were full of mothers crying with their children, some deeply not wanting to part with their children, and others pitifully crying that their children were innocent victims, just led astray, begging the Undead Tribe for one more chance.
Unfortunately, they overdid it.
Finally, some mother secretly pinched her scared child hiding behind her skirt hard enough that the child cried in pain.
The team of Undead Tribe responsible for escorting them was stunned, their hesitant reactions giving others courage.
Soon, waves of children’s cries echoed throughout the area.
Neither William nor Hill looked at the scenes on the grand screen again.
For the Undead Tribe, with their perfected laws and high moral standards, taking children from their parents was indeed difficult, but separating abusive parents from their children was perfectly normal.
They quickly took the children away and sent the red-named parents into the prisoner camp.
They didn’t even spare red-named children.
Apparently, some yellow-named adults spoke to the Undead Tribe, changing their perspective on these children instantly.
That seemed to be it for the Guardian City.
William only needed to wait until dawn tomorrow.
After sunflowers bloomed all over the city, he would just set up the teleportation array somewhere.
Hill watched as the Undead Tribe excavated several underground levels.
They kept gasping in surprise as, in a town of barely 20,000 people, there were hardly any places underground without corpses.
Hill sighed softly, attaching the divine artifact William traded to his waist.
He already gave Alice the wristband with an amulet pendant he had.
William didn’t even ask where his original amulet went, why he paid such a high price for a spare, and then put it on himself.
Even Spencer, who had been busy tidying up, didn’t show any signs of doubt.
Alice’s existence was understood by them all.
Hill was quite grateful to William.
Divine artifacts and demi-god artifacts couldn’t be valued the same way.
The Supreme God Talisman could counter evil gods and demon lords.
His semi-divine artifact paintings were only effective against devils below legendary rank.
Their boosts were indeed strong, but this world didn’t have that many high-level professional soldiers, did it?
For William, it might have some value, but only because William was willing to pay for his subordinates.
Others simply wouldn’t make such a trade.
They didn’t care about that little bit of auxiliary power.
In this world focused more on individual power, a meteor shower that could only be used once a day wasn’t worth even ten Supreme God Talismans.
That talisman could save one’s life from Abyssal Lords and Infernal Devils.
Even the Neutral Faction only lost their ability to use some evil-striking power of the talisman.
And although William verbally claimed mithril wasn’t valuable, he calculated its worth at the highest price.
However, Hill’s intuition told him that William insisted on adding the mithril he could buy with crystal stones from the Earth Bear instead of using the less plentiful Star Meteoric Iron just to fool himself.
In reality, Hill thought, let William believe it was from the Earth Bear since he helped out so much.
“Hill,” William called softly, “don’t leave the Royal Palace until the war here with the God of Magic ends.
If you want to rest, let Spencer take you to a guest room.
You must understand, the darkness before dawn is always the most terrifying.
Don’t let your guard down.”
“Alright, thank you, Your Majesty,” Hill said sincerely.
“But really, can’t you tell me who’s coming?”
William laughed heartily.
“Of course not~”
Hill exhaled, deciding to rest first.
He didn’t want to stay and watch William’s smug face after successfully playing mysterious.
Seeing Hill say goodbye to William, Spencer quickly came over to lead the way.
“Mr.
Spencer, do you really not know who’s coming?” Hill asked persistently.
“I’m not even sure if His Majesty knows who’s coming,” Spencer said amusingly.
“We just received a notice from the World Will of Gerns saying someone wants to avenge the God of Magic.
They requested His Majesty to give up the fight with the God of Magic.
If His Majesty allowed, they would pay their highest respects to him.
‘Respects’ was just a polite way of saying they wanted to gain some faith power again!
His Majesty doesn’t need those praises for his powerful strength.
He, of course, agreed without even probing much about who it was.
Otherwise, our His Majesty would’ve already been looking gleeful, joining the Undead Tribe in betting.”
Hill couldn’t help but laugh as he followed Spencer into a suite.
“Please rest well, Mr.
Hill,” Spencer stood at the door to bid him goodbye.
“I’ll notify you when it’s time.”
“Thank you, Mr.
Spencer,” Hill gently closed the door.
Hill dove straight into his pendant.
After fighting in such foul air and witnessing those disgusting scenes, he really wanted to bathe and rest.
But in William’s Divine Artifact Palace, he couldn’t fully relax.
Even if he trusted the King’s character, he couldn’t stand it.
Alice greeted him happily, a pretty pendant now hung where the Queen’s Crown once was.
The minimized Supreme God Talisman was hidden inside a transparent crystal.
“Hill, how much longer do I have to stay here?” Alice asked anxiously.
“Not much longer,” Hill said lazily while soaking in the bath.
“The war in the Magic Kingdom doesn’t seem like it’ll last long.
And in other places, if those demons don’t want William to gain the upper hand first, they’ll have to start fighting formally.
What follows will be a large-scale chaotic battle; I really can’t say how it’ll go.
But with this talisman, I can be a bit more at ease with you outside.
However, until the battle in the Magic Kingdom is over, you still need to stay in the space, Alice.
You might as well practice your ability to blend into sunlight or moonlight.”
Alice sighed, “Alright~ I will work hard~ I want to stay by your side, Hill.”
Hill reached out, gently patting Alice’s little head, “Follow the Undead Tribe for a while longer.
After I upgrade my equipment, I’ll take you around.
Alice purred excitedly, then raised a paw to touch the pendant on her head, “This must be very expensive, right?
I’ve troubled you again, Hill.”
Hill straightforwardly told her what he had given.
For Alice, hiding things would only make her think more.
It was better to let her know everything.
She understood the value of these items.
With her catty nature, she would work hard to earn resources of comparable value for Hill.
This way, Alice could live with peace of mind.
Alice always clearly distinguished between the things Hill gave her out of love and the costs for protecting her.
Things given out of affection, she accepted with ease—that was Hill Daddy’s love.
Other things, she needed to repay the cost by working hard.
To prevent Alice from overthinking, Hill immediately spoke of William’s grand ambition, aiming for Hill, the Earth Child, to dig and mine.
However, Hill’s triumph was cut short by the ever-present List’s remark, “But sir, haven’t you mined before?”