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Chapter 192: The Seven Lords (5)
The Red Flag flutters everywhere.
This was also the case in District 1 of the Heavenly City.
ââŚSo, my brother is dead? By a mere mongrel?â
Blood Wolf Lupus growled, having seen the urgently submitted report.
A crimson haze rose above the giant werewolf, who was well over 5 meters tall.
âDid they not know he was my brother?â
ââŚThey say they knew.â
âAnd yet this Kim Minwoo killed my kin.â
Blood Wolf sneered.
âErmian. Though incompetent, he was my brother. A blood relative who shared the same blood, and a loyal subordinate who raised the flag with me.â
ââŚâ
âDo you think I should just let this go?â
âBlood Wolf, the Demonic Cultâs momentum is fierce. We cannot withdraw from District 1 now.â
âDamn that Ghostly Butterfly, why did she suddenly create a groupâŚâ
They were too close to the Red Flagâs territory to withdraw.
It was a situation where they had to fight, whether they liked it or not.
âIf you move now, youâll have to make major concessions to the Demonic Cult. Itâs the worst possible outcome to suffer such a loss just to catch a single human from District 9.â
âHmmâŚâ
Although Lupus was known for his short temper, he could still distinguish between feces and soybean paste without having to taste them.
After a moment of contemplation, he spoke.
âSo, what do you propose? If we leave him alone, heâll surely climb up and muddy the waters.â
âBut we canât use a butcherâs knife to kill a rat. It just so happens that District 6 has some spare manpower. Weâll mobilize the branch thereâŚâ
It was then.
A subordinate rushed into Lupusâ office.
âB-Big trouble! The Shadow Guild has moved!â
âMoved? How?â
âTheyâve completely withdrawn from our protected areas. Seeing as their members are moving towards the Demonic Cult, it seems theyâve joined forces with them!â
ââŚWhat? Why would they do that?â
âW-Weâre still looking into itâŚâ
Lupus furrowed his brow.
Although there were countless conflicts and battles in District 1, the Shadow Guild had maintained neutrality as an information guild. But why would they suddenly tip the scales to one side?
It wasnât as if they had a major grudge against the Shadow Guild.
Looking down on information brokers was something that any upper-tier guild would do.
âDamn it!â
Bang!
Lupus slammed his fist down on the table.
The table, made of adamantium alloy, known for its durability, instantly split in two.
âThose vermin dared to declare war on usâŚâ
This was practically a declaration of war. Lupusâ eyes flashed.
âWhat guts they have. The newly established Demonic Cult doesnât even have branches in the lower districts.â
The Red Guild, on the other hand, was different.
From District 9 to District 1.
They had guild branches established.
No, District 9 âhadâ one. For a long time, but still.
In any case, the Red Flag Guild still had plenty of resources left.
The same was true for the Shadow Guild. As an information guild, they had established branches in each of the lower districts.
ââŚIf you give the order, I will wipe out all of their bases.â
âOf course. They need to taste bitterness to come to their senses, donât they? Kill them all. Leave no one alive as an example.â
The matter of his kin had long since vanished from his mind. Something more urgent had arisen. Dealing with a single human from District 9 could wait, but the alliance between Shadow and the Demonic Cult had to be dealt with immediately.
* * *
After killing Blood Wolfâs brother.
Following Lilithâs visit.
It had already been about three weeks since he arrived in the Heavenly City. Despite the passage of time, District 9 was remarkably peaceful.
He soon learned the reason.
The Shadow Guild had sent word.
The Shadow Guildâs District Manager from District 8.
He came down personally to deliver a letter.
[Iâve joined forces with the Demonic Cult. We both wanted something, so the conversation went well. Of course, my ideal symbiotic relationship would be with you, Guild Master Kim. Anyway, itâs a big deal. Iâve been eavesdropping, and it seems Blood Wolf is quite angry. Heâs shifted his focus from catching and killing you to catching and killing us. Many of our people might get hurt. So, Iâd appreciate it if youâd keep this in mind.
-Lilith]
âAre you sure about this? I donât think the Red Flag will just sit idly by.â
âWeâre good at hiding. So, we have to try. Itâs the Empressâs order.â
Kim Minwoo nodded.
He hadnât expected them to be so proactive in helping. In any case, it wasnât bad news for him.
The more the Red Flagâs attention was directed towards Shadow, the more time he would have.
âThey must be confident to have done this.â
Then he just needed to trust them.
âThank you. Please tell Lilith that Iâll keep it in mind. And please take this as well.â
Potions, equipment, runes, and more.
He handed over a bundle of items crafted here. Of course, these were items that wouldnât be effective in the higher districts.
But it was different for District 8.
It was only one level above.
They would make good use of these luxury goods.
Indeed, the District 8 Managerâs reaction was intense.
âOh! Rare+ rank!â
âItâs very good stuff. We donât even distribute these to our guild members easily.â
Considering that two or three out of ten crafted items turned out to be Rare rank, it wasnât that rare.
In any case, when giving gifts, one had to boast a lot.
âThe options are amazing too. Stealth, escape, ambush related⌠Our Shadow Guild members will find them very useful.â
âIâve been saving them for a time like this.â
âHow can you have such a supply⌠The more I look, the more impressed I am. I will definitely convey your help, Guild Master, to Lilith!â
That was the intention.
By nurturing them well, he was letting them know that they would have an excellent supplier of equipment, potions, and runes in the future.
Then Lilith would find it hard to abandon them.
Well, she probably had all of this in mind when she provoked the Red Flag in the first place.
After the Shadow members left, Amteron approached. His face was filled with joy.
âThis is a relief. Now those guys from the upper districts wonât be able to come down easily.â
His status was that of a resident.
Unlike Kim Minwoo, who came and went as a visitor, Amteronâs worries were naturally greater.
What if the Red Flag Guild came down while he was away?
It would be absolute chaos.
He had heard that by using Merit Points, the cooldown for the Heavenly City Transfer Ticket could be reduced to a maximum of fifteen days.
But even if it was reduced, it was a fact that there would be times when Kim Minwoo would be absent.
Thatâs why he was diligently training his guild members. Whether he liked it or not, they were now under his wing.
From potions to equipment and runes.
The five hundred or so members of the Money Talks Necromancer Guild were all top priority for supply.
The performance was, of course, extremely satisfying.
It was only natural that the guildâs popularity increased as they were the first to be supplied with items that were otherwise unavailable.
Although the threat of the Red Flag was distant, the benefits were very close.
âHow are the other guilds doing?â
âThereâs no significant movement. After all, once the top 10 guilds are gone, the rest are no different from chaff, right?â
âThatâs true.â
âThatâs why they seem to be adapting to the trend. As you instructed, Guild Master, weâre giving preferential treatment in supply to guilds that have clearly bowed their heads to us.â
âWe have plenty of goods, so bring in as many as possible. The city is vast, and weâll need more administrators in the future.â
âUnderstood.â
He had about nine days left to stay. Since he had no intention of taking the Practitioner Exam right away to move to the next district, the only major task remaining wasâŚ
âProbably the raid.â
He had heard that a massive horde of hybrids swarmed the Mist Forest once a month.
The fundamental reason why District 9 couldnât develop was because of these hybrid raids. It was incredibly difficult to defend against the hybrids in a district without any proper defensive structures.
They could manage to defend, but at the cost of significant damage to the facilities.
It was a cycle of development followed by destruction due to raids.
But now it was different.
Development speed?
No matter how superior the heteromorphs were to humans, they couldnât work without sleep.
But the undead were different.
They could develop 24/7, 365 days a year.
Moreover, other undead lacked intelligence, requiring constant commands to develop a city, resulting in crude constructionsâŚ
Kim Minwooâs undead were different.
They were truly the best of the best.
Half were used for crafting, half for city development, and the results were soon evident. He went on a tour of the construction site with Amteron.
âWow, this is amazing.â
ââŚIt seems like thereâs nothing your undead canât do, Guild Master.â
A massive stone fortress blocked the Mist Forest. It was a defensive structure created through the combined efforts of the architects in the Heavenly City, Cedric, and Merhen.
Its magnificent form was being revealed.
âFor now, weâve only blocked the area near the Mist Forest due to the urgency, but the plan is to eventually surround the entire District 9.â
âThen the casualties will definitely decrease.â
âRight. And the more it does, the more Merit Points will be duplicated.â
âHeh hehâŚâ
Amteron smiled slyly.
The Merit Points he had earned in three weeks with Kim Minwoo were far more than what he had earned in decades with the Hamorn Guild.
Thanks to his position as Vice Guild Master, he had earned quite a bit of Merit Points.
âIf this is how much I have⌠How many Merit Points have you earned, Guild Master?â
âNot much. About 80,000?â
ââŚ80,000?â
âI used some for the Heavenly Projection, so I didnât accumulate as much.â
ââŚHuh? You call 80,000 not much?â
He hadnât even gathered 10,000 Merit Points in his entire life, and Kim Minwoo had earned that much in just three weeks and was calling it little?
Looking at his face, it seemed like he was sincere.
âThis isnât even enough to buy a single Diamond Sponsorship Ticket. That costs 100,000 Merit Points.â
âNo, Guild Master⌠Diamond Sponsorship Tickets arenât meant to be purchased in District 9âŚâ
âThen where do you buy them?â
âYou need to go to the higher districts to earn more Merit Points, so⌠probably⌠youâd have to go to at least District 4 to be able to splurge on one. And thatâs even for a very well-off resident.â
In District 9, it was normal to tremble at the thought of buying even a Bronze Sponsorship Ticket (100), let alone a Diamond one.
âAnyway, itâs far from enough. I need to buy three.â
ââŚThree?â
Kim Minwoo nodded.
There were three guild members from Earth.
He had made a promise to Seo Yerim in the past, so he had to give her one. And if he gave one to her, he had to give one to the other guild members too, right?
âI canât discriminate.â
If he was going to give them something, it was better to give them Diamond than to be stingy and give them Gold, Silver, or Bronze.
Once the rank was set, it usually stayed that way until the end, so he had to get them the best one.
Well, whether they would reach the murderous difficulty level even with a Diamond ticket was up to the guild members themselves.
Anyway, he needed at least three.
Considering that, he still had a long way to go.
âIâll probably get a lot of Merit Points from this raid, right?â
He had received a flood of Merit Points just for providing a house and equipment.
If he cleanly prevented the monster raids that always caused destruction?
It was hard to imagine how many Merit Points he would receive.
And on top of thatâŚ
âItâs a game set for a Necromancer.â
Monsters were coming.
Necromancers were inherently strong in war. Even if he was an unusual Necromancer who was strong in combat, that absolute truth wouldnât change. He planned to gather all the guilds in District 9.
The walls were wide, so it would be better to defend together.
âIt would be good to show off our skills this time.â
He had taken down the top 10 guilds, but most people had only heard about it through rumors. The actual experience of seeing it with their own eyes would be completely different.
Thatâs why he planned to show them.
Who the true ruler of District 9 was, in this raid.
That day was not far off.
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