After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 737

A/N: The lovely Leezertje sent fanarts! heheheh. She drew some of the earlier monsters that showed in the story! Check em out in my facebook or discord page~!

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One of the underlings looked at their leader in worry. "So… what do we do now?" he asked. In their previous missions, it wasn’t so risky because everyone was panicking. The people themselves were causing chaos, they were just there to harvest the frantic prey.

This… was something they had never encountered before.

The leader didn’t answer immediately, only signaling for the others to calm down and stay low-key.

This team was led by a man named Heso, a level 15 guard of Guia Village. He had the occupation of a spearman, so he was promoted to the Captain of his own team. His team was one of three who snuck inside during the surge of tourists. So far, the other two teams had mostly been caught, leaving them alone in this mission.

There were only about a dozen of them left uncaptured. While they were far stronger than the average, they didn’t want to be mobbed and killed by numbers.

At this time, it seemed a lot of the civilians were indoors, but most seemed to be doing their jobs as usual. Those walking around outside were a few guards, fighters, and officers.

How much internal damage could be done with this? If they made any suspicious moves, how easily would they be found and mobbed?

Even if they didn’t die, they’d be injured, and they were not willing to bleed for this war. _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}

They sat down on the balcony floor, inconspicuously watching the events on the ground level.

"What’s taking them so long?" Another asked with furrowed eyebrows. After the first few booms, there was nothing else.

"Maybe they’re being careful with the sentries…"

"The cannon fodders are there to distract the sentries while they get past right?"

"Maybe they’re looking for ways to minimize the losses. They’re meatshields, but they’re more useful inside," Heso said, making his own assumptions with gritted teeth.

Damned territory and their dense sentries…

This was the problem with a level 5 sentry. If by some chance a territory was rich enough to maximize them, it meant they were placed densely and the loopholes were minimal.

This territory… was just troublesome all over.

And it had too much money.

But on the optimistic side, taking over this place was as good as taking a town!

In any case, as much as they didn’t want to put themselves in danger, they couldn’t do nothing either.

After all, in the small chance that they’d lose, there was a chance they’d become slaves! So they had to find a way to help out, as long as it wouldn’t put their own butts at risk.

"There’s still about a dozen of us under the level cap. We can do damage," Heso said, narrowing his eyes at the streets below. "We just need to figure out how to make the most of it."

"What about kidnapping them one by one and killing them, one by one?" One suggested, making a lot of people nod. This way, they were not only stronger but they would mob smaller and therefore weaker groups.

"There are still a number of guards around."

"Not that many anymore," another said, formulating a rough plan as they hid behind in the inn.

They waited around to study the patterns, but the soldiers were always in groups of 5s.