After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1191

Trigger Warning: Mentions of MxM sexual abuse.

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While Valov Town was still investigating, another Town was already prepared to move towards the Alterra region.

This was, of course, none other than Basset Town.

All the power players in the Town were in the Center's meeting room. This included Fargo, who was pale as a sheet after being played around with by Vara, the leader of the strongest Mercenary Team in town, that morning.

He must've done it on purpose too—the old man relished seeing him humiliated.

Fargo felt intense hate inside him as he looked at the man, but he was too dependent to do anything about it.

At least he was alive and would be able to walk after this. Back when he was weaker, Fargo would be dragged out of the old man's room half-dead.

Every single time felt like he was dying, over and over, and Fargo could only grit his teeth in humiliation—but what could he do?

The man was a powerhouse more than twice his level. He was even wearing a protection charm!

When Fargo came here to Basset, planning to ally with the strong man and offered his services, he did not expect it to develop like this!

Who'd have thought that Vara, the leader of the Rongo Mercenary Team, preferred men—specifically those who gave him a sense of conquest.

As a former Lord who was also an elementalist, Fargo quickly became the favorite.

The first few months started out fine, especially when they were developing the crossbow. Although he was weak, he still gathered some respect because he was an elementalist and had specialized knowledge supposedly not inferior to this world's Weaponsmakers.

They managed to create their own versions of improved long-ranged bows and arrows, crossbows, and so on. However, those still didn't become Class D weapons even if they had black metal components to them.

After scouring the region, they managed to get ahold of the improved versions from Alterra and bought them for a very high price. _{ƒreewebηoveℓ.com}

After months of development and his assistance, Fargo guided Basset's weapon makers to create similar Class D weapons.

This allowed his status to rise, and he could even use some mercenaries to help him level up.

The success made them greedy and he tried to introduce explosives to them. However, he underestimated aether and its effects on the materials, and the experiments were botched—killing one of the precious Class D weaponsmiths in the territory.

The Lord made Vara responsible for the loss and made him pay huge amounts of gold. Vara paid for it, but how could he let Fargo go?

He almost died in the hands of the old man back then. He was not only beaten up to a pulp, but he was also violated in a way he would never have imagined.

When the old man penetrated for the first time, Fargo couldn't believe it was really happening to him. Then he felt his sanity slipping away as the man thrust and vented on him. Partnered with the intense physical pain all over his body, Fargo felt like his soul was being crushed as well.

He'd have killed himself then, if he wasn't so desperate for revenge!!

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