After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 968

He was stopped by a short queue outside the gates, and he took this time to look at the guards stationed there. He stared at them with dark eyes, as if gauging their strengths—already preparing for the worst.

His sights then shifted to the towers. The sentries here were also relatively dense (at least compared to many towns) at 300 meters apart near the gates and a little less dense outside of it. Level 6 sentries, he heard, had a longer range from what they had, so he supposed this spacing was sufficient for mobs… and for humans who kidnapped their princess.

He entered the threshold and was welcomed by the system, as well as by the whooping 150 copper visitor’s fee.

More than 1 silver per day…

He tutted and paid anyway, immediately looking around to study the place.

He saw the relatively tall 4-story buildings, the 10-meter wide carriageway, and the bustling activity on the streets. A good town was a good town, it really couldn’t compare with (aborigine) villages he had been in.

He also saw the many guards and the endless collection of strong men his level or above.

His jaw hardened and his fist clenched, eyes showing no hint of cowardice—even if he knew he could get surrounded by these strongmen if he failed to take everything into account.

He gritted his teeth, his feet taking him deeper, intent on finding out as much as he could. Gill focused on figuring out where Cassandra was, her schedule, as well as the forces he had to deal with if he wanted to get to her.

The whole thing was torture for him though. Everywhere, there was a reminder of Cassandra getting married. Or rather, there was a shop owner everywhere trying to capitalize on her wedding.

"The Lady Cassandra would get married to the Ester Town young master~ Let us celebrate together! Buy your blue dress here to join!"

There was also someone who was selling rocks claiming it was Cassandra’s lucky charm. "Maybe you can marry yourself into a rich lord’s house, too!"

It was well known that Cassandra’s fiance was the other lord’s only son. It was also much richer and had closer ties to the cities because the lord’s wife was a relative to high nobles in Bleuelle.

One of the things he noticed though, was that their attitude wasn’t exactly well-wishing to Cassandra. Rather, it was a celebration that their town would be rich again.

He determined this based on their wording. ’Miss Cassandra married well for us’ or ’the lord chose well’ when he also heard of the other man’s resounding reputation of being a philanderer.

Let alone his burning need to find Cassandra, he also had to hold back his acerbic tongue. The number of times he held back saying shit, bullshit, orcshit, idiot, blind, and many curse words was enough to cause him aneurysm.

He almost got into a fight the first time he called someone an idiot. He had to lose several silver to calm him down, even when his own eyes were twitching with annoyance.

His jaw clenched.