After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1122

A/N: We’re getting one extra chap today~! We’re not T1 Golden this week, but I wanna show appreciation for making last month’s T1 so stable!

Thank you for your support, everyone!

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The day was ending and most people—including those who were in the bunkers—had either gone home or went to see the trials happening in the Main Plaza.

Rather… except for those who were too tired or injured from the war and mobs, most people actually opted to join the latter.

They wanted to know what these people did—whether they could emphathize with them or to be guarded against them.

Although prisoners of war were often working in mines, gathering resources, cleaning up, and so on—there were definitely some crossed paths between them and the citizens.

They wanted to know whether they were pity-worthy… or spit-worthy.

Because Resso Village was legitimately an enemy territory, it would not be right to just grant them the option to free themselves after gaining some money.

Everyone from that side would be ’Prisoners of War’, regardless if they were system slaves or not, and whether they were from Resso or one of the allied territories.

The Rosses 1handled the new prisoners. After the war, Mathilda had gone straight to the Center with Jun2 and her children to oversee the newcomers. They had started even while the mobs were ongoing, beginning with the ’slaves’ they allowed to enter early on.

This was the last batch of slaves they’d rescue from attacking territories, so she hoped to allocate them impeccably.

By the time the mobs were completely annihilated, this batch was not even half done yet, so everyone knew this would take a while. They didn’t want to take breaks either so Mathilda and Jun decided to go on shifts, and same with Gwen and Gill, with the women to check in for the night after a couple more hours.

They set up tables in the plaza. Every one of the prisoners would be asked to make an oath (or die) before doing anything else. The oath was also extremely detailed—crafted by Mathilda and Jun themselves—to ensure they still had some rights, but still ensured Alterra’s safety at all costs.

After they made an oath, they would then confess to what they had done in the plaza, being as honest as the oaths forced them to be. From there, they’d judge the length of their state as prisoners of war here.

If it was a murderer, then the atonement points would reflect that—needing years in hard service, if not decades. Some of the minor ones—for example, those who had been victimized by wars for years—would have a lot less.

Speaking of that, there were many prisoners from previous wars who had shorter sentences. A few of them had already become either ’free slaves’ —that was, the ones who could start to keep their money to save up for freedom.

In fact, just last month, there was one guy from the Fargo war who had already freed himself.

The man’s name was Ghetto1, and it was Silvia 2who judged him after the Fargo-Alterra War.

He had been a guard there, but refused to join the evil. Rather, he had volunteered to guard the gates with Victor and the others back then to defend, all while avoiding the disgusting things happening inside.

A month ago, he finally gathered enough money—some were personal loans from the friends he made along the way—to free himself. He immediately applied to be a guard, and was now on probationary status.

Anyway, his case was quite an inspirational story among the prisoners of war.

This went on and a few hundred more prisoners came through, confessing their crimes—especially their war crimes—most of which caused high blood pressure all over the plaza.

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