Chapter 372: The Coming New Situation
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Because of Morgan’s words, the atmosphere in the eting Hall beca tense. Nicholas was grave, and he looked at Morgan and asked, “Wait a mont, Mr. Morgan, this joke isn’t funny. Are you imitating the dialogue from ‘The Forbidden Kingdom’?”
“No. I have made us of my personal influence and applied to the Devil Managent Committee to declare war on Eternal Kingdom. Before long, Lord Sherlock will receive the notification from the Devil Managent Committee. It will be a legal war to the death. After I win, I will take over all of your wealth and citizens. But I won’t kill them, I’ll torture them and let them pay the price for what they have done,” Morgan said maliciously.
“I don’t understand. My citizens...” Sherlock frowned as he looked back as his restrained gars and said, “What did they do to deserve your hatred? I rember that we were fighting Samael. On so level, we saved your brother. Isn’t Andrew your brother? That’s what I found out.”
“Andrew? I don’t care about him. I’m talking about you, Sherlock, I want you!”
Morgan stood up and spread out his hands as he shouted loudly.
The Orc exclaid in shock and covered his face. From the gaps in his fingers, his eyes exuded excitent and anticipation.
“You... He...”
Eggface looked at Sherlock and Morgan, then he lowered his head, nodded, and said, “Apologies, I’ll move my nest away.”
“To prevent any misunderstanding, I have to clarify, are you doing this because of Michelangelo’s relic? Even if I’m killed, you can’t get Michelangelo’s relic.”
Sherlock imdiately said, “Since you staked everything on this death war, even if the Devil Managent Committee doesn’t agree to your application, I’ll agree to your request. My citizens and I will wait in my Dungeon for your attacks! Can you reveal your total worth to ?”
“Wait a mont. Lord Sherlock, you’re fighting Eternal Fire! Let Winterfell diate this misunderstanding,” Nicholas said nervously. He tried to diffuse the explosive atmosphere between Sherlock and Morgan, but it seed impossible.
“Eternal Fire won’t be fighting against you, it’s my own Dungeon. I purchased a nearby Dungeon and will use it to attack Eternal Kingdom.”
Morgan stood up and placed two tickets on the table in front of Nicholas and Sherlock.
“These are tickets for the performance tomorrow. I hope that you can support . Farewell, and see you on the battlefield, Lord Sherlock.”
Nicholas looked in disbelief at the back view of Morgan. He said, “Morgan... he likes to act...”
He thought of Sherlock and quickly said, “Lord Sherlock, though I know that you and your warriors are brave, it’s better to appeal against such needless war. The other Dungeon Lords and superior Devils will support your appeal. This kind of unreasonable war should be condemned!”
Nicholas spoke with agitation, but Sherlock didn’t agree. He waved his hand and said, “Don’t worry, Nicholas, Eternal Kingdom will never refuse a fight. Of course, I have no intention to involve you and Winterfell. Just watch from the sidelines.”
“Lord Sherlock...” Nicholas said with concern.
However, Sherlock lifted his hand and said, “Don’t dissuade . I won’t refuse such a good deal. I’ll return to prepare for the war.”
Sherlock left the eting Hall with Eggface, Brainiac, and the gars, leaving a befuddled Nicholas inside the room.
Good deal?
...
The news of war between Eternal Kingdom and Morgan spread like wildfire on the discussion forum.
There were many posts that had the following titles:
[The war with the Ogres hasn’t ended, and we haven’t fought with Polio, but we have to abandon the new Instance Dungeon?]
[A Dungeon War is brewing! The clash of two Dungeons!]
[Victorian pigs, watch how we experience the new content with hate and jealousy!]
[The Victoria City gars are at fault. I will lodge complaints with the custor service Black Dragon! Please queue up!]
[As a Victoria City gar, I’m thinking of changing factions.]
There was a post that was hidden in the deluge of posts:
[I am Hoodlum with Weapon Level 10.]
...
Hoodlum lay on the ground in darkness. His breathing was even, and his body remained motionless.
The bearded Sword Trainer stood in the darkness and looked at Hoodlum, who was lying on the ground. The Sword Trainer had countless doubts in his mind.
Why did the severely deford Hoodlum have such strong willpower? No matter how tough the training was, he could complete it. Even if he suffered multiple fractures, he didn’t feel anything. His fractured bones protruded out of his flesh, and he had to be healed by Mana more than ten tis.
It was as if Hoodlum didn’t have any feelings, but that was impossible. During combat, he reacted to various wounds caused by weapons. This was a basic requirent for a warrior. If he was unable to feel wounds, how could he fight?
After a hellish training regi, Hoodlum’s combat skills improved by leaps and bounds. He had no fear of death, pain, or exhaustion, and he could even smile rrily. The Sword Trainer felt that he had wasted his life, even feeling fearful of Hoodlum.
Within a short period of ti, the Sword Trainer saw results. Hoodlum was breaking his limits, and he could defeat the guards with his hands. If he was given a weapon, the guards would have been dead!
Of course, Hoodlum would also suffer serious injury.
That wasn’t important. He could see the unlimited potential of Hoodlum, who could beco famous and be successful. And Hoodlum was his disciple!
The bearded Sword Trainer cald down. He would like to wake Hoodlum and continue the class, but nobody could force Hoodlum to do anything against his will, not even the Sword Trainer. He could only wait for him to wake up. It was almost ti.
Hoodlum slowly sat up exactly when the Sword Trainer had expected.
“Gosh, the Eternal Kingdom Faction is so interesting. I wish I could join them. When I finish my Chain Missions, I’ll kill Arthur!” Hoodlum muttered to himself as he stood up. The Sword Trainer was used to his strange blabbering. He threw a Longsword to Hoodlum, and its blade had been sharpened.
“Hoodlum, the goal of your practice has changed. You now have only one goal.” The Sword Trainer trembled with unrestrained excitent.
“Use everything you know to defeat !”
...
The busy Victoria City was almost complete. Houses constructed of wood and stone lined both sides of a road.
The gars were being strictly supervised by the three Hamsters, so they couldn’t deviate from the construction rules and regulations.
The city of 5000 was developed for over a month, and most of the gars had built their own houses based on their hard work.
Victoria City had more available land compared to the land-scarce Eternal Kingdom. Each gar of Victoria City had a ten square ter house, which could be expanded in the future. However, the gars of Eternal Kingdom didn’t have such a luxury. This was a benefit for the gars of Victoria City.
At the outer boundary of the city, Edward Scissorhand kept his body as low as possible to hide, watching nervously.
Edward Scissorhand was very worried that the forest would be cleared one day. He wasn’t an environntalist, but he was worried that he would have no cover after the trees were cleared.
An Elf who didn’t have green words above his head was scolding a group of logging gars because they exceeded the permitted limit. He then led the gars to another logging area.
Edward wasn’t bothered by this, as his goal was to record a map of Victoria City!
Over the past few months, Edward Scissorhand wasn’t idling. Where he fell, he would pick himself up! That was his motto!
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