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Chapter 556: Unexpected Joy

Translator: AtlasStudios Editor: AtlasStudios

What's the situation?

Rhode and Lize came to a halt and exchanged looks. At this moment, Joey murmured his way out of the campsite miserably and his face was bruised with blood flowing out from his nostrils. He spotted Rhode and Lize and ran up to them hurriedly. "Boss?! Boss, you're finally back! Why didn't you tell us earlier? Let me tell you. Today, Miss Lize commanded our ambush so well against the idiots of the Southern Legion... Frankly speaking, I was a little worried from the start, but I never expected that Miss Lize would do this great..."

"Alright, I know about this," Rhode gestured and pointed to the campsite. "What's happening inside?"

"There..." Joey's blooming smile faded instantly like a withering eggplant. He let out a bitter smile and rubbed his badly battered face awkwardly. "Actually, it's much nothing, Sir. The captives are just causing a ruckus..."

Rhode gazed at Joey curiously before turning to Lize and nodded. Both of them headed into the campsite quickly while Joey followed with a helpless smile. Shortly after, Rhode spotted the source of the uproar. A dozen mercenaries crowded around the empty field where the inarticulate curses sounded from. The mercenaries seemed to be watching a show idly as though there was something interesting going on.

"What's going on?" Rhode knitted his brows and said.

The mercenaries were startled to see Rhode behind them and they swiftly made way for him. A young man clad in the armor of the Southern Legion laid in the middle of the empty field. He seemed about 28 years old and had short, brown hair. Not only was his swollen face terribly battered, but he was also covered in filthy smoke stains. Marfa and Randolf stood beside him and they seemed to be speaking to him. They revealed looks of surprises after spotting Rhode and they quickly came to him and saluted.

"Leader, you're back."

"Sir, long time no see."

"Yes, I'm back. I've heard the details from Gillian. You guys did well... What's going on?"

Rhode nodded and pointed at the young man with his lifted chin. Randolf and Marfa revealed bitter smiles and Randolf began to explain the entire happening.

Although Lize's battle plan was perfect, Gillian's level was still limited and her [Seven Hells] had only managed to deal fatal damage to two-thirds of the Cavalrymen trapped in the 'Divine Edifice'. The remaining hundreds of Cavalrymen survived and were captured and brought back to the Fortress. This young man was the Commander of the Cavalrymen. Perhaps he was lucky or his men had protected him well, but he wasn't gravely injured from the explosion and had just woken up from his unconsciousness. After he realized that he was kept captive, he had remained silent and unresponsive while facing the ground.

Joey was looking after him unwillingly due to the relationship between the Southerners and Northerners. You looked down on us as beggars when you were rich. Why are you captive but still this arrogant?

Joey disapproved of the young man's behavior and ridiculed him. As one of the most active member in Starlight, Joey's deriding had left the unfortunate young man ashen-faced and speechless. The other mercenaries naturally wouldn't speak up for the enemy and they watched on from the side quietly. But Joey brought trouble to himself. He continued to jeer at the man and hurled abuse at General Dade for choosing him as the commander.

The young man couldn't tolerate it anymore. He forced himself up and headbutted Joey's face. The pathetic Thief didn't expect that the young man would erupt in anger suddenly. The mercenaries swarmed around and dragged Joey out. However, the young man wasn't easy to deal with. Even though he was bound tightly and rolling about left to right furiously, the mercenaries weren't able to subdue him. Fortunately, Marfa and Randolf heard the commotion and hurried to the scene to restrain him.

After listening to Randolf's explanation, Rhode shifted his attention to the young man who had calmed down. Got to say, Randolf's way of handling the situation was great. If he reprimanded the young man, perhaps the young man would have jumped to his feet and hurled abuses. However, Randolf remained neutral and didn't criticize him at all.

Rhode turned his gaze to the mercenaries at the side. Some of the mercenaries had bruises on their faces and appeared hurt by the young man's struggles. It seemed that this young man was rather skillful. Rhode was confident in his men's strength as they were about level 40, Peak Elite Warriors. Although it was an entirely different concept between the Peak Elite Stage of the aborigines and the players, it still wasn't easy for them to lose out. It was rather unusual for this young man to struggle continuously in the mercenaries' hands even with his hands tied.

Rhode had a sudden interest in the young man and he felt that this young man was a little familiar. He approached him and asked with knitted brows. "What's your name?"

"Hmph...!" The young man let out a snort and struggled to his feet. He lifted his head and stared at Rhode stubbornly. "I'm John... John Grayer."

The young man stuck out his chest proudly and the surrounding discontented mercenaries gritted their teeth. You're a captive now and you are still so arrogant before our Leader? You must be sick of living!

However, Rhode wasn't as furious as them. Instead, he stared blankly for a moment and narrowed his eyes to scrutinize the young man, John Grayer. Rhode wasn't unfamiliar with this name at all.

In the game of the Dragon Soul Continent, John Grayer was a character full of legendary stories with a sad background. He was born in a reputable noble family in the North, but his childhood wasn't blissful at all because his mother was a noble of the South while his father's family was devoted to the King's Party. His parents met on a Royal Family drinking party and fell in love at first sight. In order to marry John's father, who was the patriarch of the family, his mother abandoned her family and moved to the North. However, this unfortunate woman wasn't able to lead her blessed life as she had anticipated. Many of the members in the father's family were displeased with her identity and were extremely vigilant against her because, to them, this was just a dirty, shameless method of the Southerners to blend into their Family's high-class bloodline. As expected, the birth of John was faced with hostility. As the only son in the family, there were no doubts that John would inherit the family in the future. However, the others weren't able to accept a 'bastard' who was stained with the Southern bloodline to inherit the family. Moreover, the Southern bloodline in him might possibly cause him to make decisions that lean toward the merchants and nobles in the South.

Due to this reason, John had faced all kinds of discriminations and plain hostilities while his mother lived in tears. Although she did her best to protect her child, she was still too fragile in the face of the immense family influence.

And finally, there was a matter that changed John's life forever. As he grew older, the people disliked and feared him more, which led to an idea for them. They sent someone to seduce John's mother. His mother had been living in torment for more than a decade and the pure love in her had been frozen by ice-cold reality. The love she had for her husband wasn't acknowledged and her husband treated her coldly due to his family pressure. This left her broken. She abandoned her love and began to enjoy carnal desires to escape from reality.

After this incident, the family members lodged an accusation to their patriarch and the patriarch flew into a terrible rage after personally witnessing his wife having a love affair. Not only did he punished John's mother heavily, but he also suspected if John wasn't his biological son. In the end, the family members urged the patriarch to drive John's mother out of the family and force them into the streets.

John's mother was devastated. She left her six years old John behind and drowned herself by jumping into the river. Before she committed suicide, she told John to look for her family with hopes that they would offer shelter for him. After her death, John carried out her wishes and finally arrived at the South after suffering lots of hardships. Even though he found his mother's family, his situation didn't change at all.

In the South, John had been spurned due to his half-Northern bloodline. He had often been mocked and ridiculed by his mother's family members that he 'carries the filth of the Northern country bumpkin in his blood'. John couldn't tolerate the ridicules any longer and he left the family to join the military. He had a meteoric career and became an outstanding commander. This person had left a deep impression on players for being a true man who had the courage to accept the consequences of his actions. In the game, while the Munn Kingdom was under attack from the Country of Darkness, he led his army up North and destroyed his father's family entirely. He killed his father personally as revenge for his mother, but this started a controversy. Even though many players knew about this general's pitiful life experience, it was unforgivable for him to carry out something personally in times of war!

But, shortly after, this general used his actions to shut all the players' mouths. After annihilating his father's family, he commanded his army in the frontline against the Country of Darkness. The Cavalrymen that he led were exceptionally formidable and it could even be said that he was the only general who dared to meet force with force with the Undead Army.

If Garcia was considered a cunning wild fox, then John Grayer would be an angry bull. Rhode personally witnessed the ferocious scene when John had led ten thousand Cavalrymen against the never-ending stream of Undead Army where they shattered like fragile glasses.

Of course, this general eventually died in the sea of Undead Army. This was the only possible ending for this reckless approach to war and Rhode wasn't surprised at all.

However, Rhode didn't expect to see him here.

But this is truly interesting.

It seemed that this was a blessing in disguise. He came all the way to Paphield's frontline and actually caught a huge fish. He had considered recruiting future generals of the Munn Kingdom to strengthen his forces and it wouldn't be right if he didn't take John in.

Rhode had decided.

"Loosen the ropes."

Rhode gestured to his mercenaries and they untied the ropes on John. Meanwhile, the other mercenaries gazed vigilantly. After all, they knew that this man wasn't easy to deal with. Now that they had untied the ropes, this fella may cause an even bigger trouble. But... Is he even capable of doing anything in front of Leader?

The young man didn't create a ruckus as the mercenaries had expected. Instead, he puckered his brows and rotated his numbed wrists. He took two steps back while looking at Rhode. "Mr. Alander, never did I expect to meet you here. It seems that I wasn't captured for nothing."

"You know who I am?"

Rhode was a little surprised because he couldn't remember meeting this young man before. The corner of John's mouth twitched and he revealed a mocking smile. "Are you kidding me? Mr. Alander? It would be even more shocking if the entire South hasn't heard of your big name by now. Furthermore, your features are so..."

John scanned Rhode from head to toe. Then, he spread his arms apart and shrugged. Rhode didn't expect him to be this observant. He thought that John was a one-track minded and ferocious man. But it seemed that this man wasn't as impulsive as he had imagined. Actually, this was to be expected because... how could he have led his army against the Undead Army if he relied on simply being brave and fierce?

Rhode nodded at John and beckoned before turning to the tent. "Follow me, Mr. John. I have something to discuss with you privately."

They entered the tent and John sat down on a chair that he had dragged from the side. Rhode folded his arms and looked at the young man. After a brief silence, John let out a bitter smile. "Alright, I give up, Mr. Alander. Surely you didn't invite me in for tea, right?"

"Of course not, Mr. John. In fact, there's something I want to discuss with you," Rhode shook his head. "I want to ask if you're interested in joining Starlight?"

John twitched his brows. "Join your Starlight Guild?"

The young man gazed at Rhode as though he was looking at a monster. He shook his head. "You sure do love to joke, Mr. Alander. I am a soldier of the Southern Legion. Why would I be a mercenary in your Guild?"

"You were." Rhode waved his hand to interrupt John. He narrowed his eyes and lifted his head proudly. "But now, you're a captive, Mr. John. Besides... You might even be a dead man soon."

"..." John fell into silence. But shortly after, he shook his head. "I'm sorry, Mr. Alander. I am a soldier and soldiers would rather die than submit. I would rather die on the battlefield than to live a life under you."

"Is this your pride as a Southerner?" A strange glint flashed in Rhode's eyes.

In the game, although John battled alongside the Munn Kingdom after taking his revenge on his father, the conflict between the South and North wasn't as intense as now. At this point in time, the South and North had officially broken off their relations, so would John retain this notion? If he were a true loyal supporter of the South, Rhode had no need to continue this conversation anymore.

"Yes, part of it. But most importantly, I have something that I must attend to and I must do it personally. I'm sorry, my views on the North isn't as terrible as the Southern Parliament's. But we're each on our own now so it doesn't matter."

"But, the dead can't accomplish anything."

"I'm not dead yet, Mr. Alander." John showed a confident smile.

Although Rhode didn't know where his confidence stemmed from, Rhode was sure that he wasn't someone who would resign to his fate.

John strode toward the exit. "If you asked me in to talk about such boring matters, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Alander."

At this moment, Rhode spoke with a casual tone. "... Is it about the Rockefeller Family, Mr. John?"

John came to a halt and turned around with a slightly ashen expression.

"How do you..."

"I think you may have forgotten, Mr. John," Rhode knew that his risk paid off judging from John's expression. "I'm a noble and there's no lack of gossip among us. 'The Shame of the Rockefeller Family'. I've heard about this rumor."

"...!"

Indeed. John sulked instantly as soon as he heard the sensitive term. He clenched his fists as wrath burned within him. He glared at Rhode furiously. "Mr. Alander, are you trying to mock me?"

"Of course not. I'm just saying that we can make a deal."

Rhode said without any change in his expression, but he was actually nodding inwardly. Rhode sensed that he had reached the Peak Elite Stage at level 39. Just one more step and he could transcend into the Master Stage and become a Swordsmaster. No wonder the mercenaries couldn't pin him down even when his hands were tied.

But it was a pity that even though he was only a level away from Rhode, the difference in strength between players and aborigines was massive. "As long as you're willing to join my Guild and work for me wholeheartedly. I can promise you that I will wipe the entire Rockefeller Family out of this world."

John felt a shiver down his spine and widened his eyes at Rhode unbelievably.

Rhode twitched his brows and approached John, standing by the tent entrance. "What do you think about this deal, Mr. John?"

Chapter 557: Two Years Contract

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John didn't respond immediately. Instead, he scrutinized Rhode with a trusting expression. "This is about me and the Rockefeller Family, Mr. Alander. I don't think you need to intervene. Besides... I don't see the reason why."

That's true.

If Rhode didn't know the value of this man, he definitely wouldn't do it. Although the Rockefeller Family had waned in the North, they, after all, were a traditional noble family. The difference between traditional nobles and emerging nobles was that not only was the former representing their family, they also represented the interest of a social class. Any abuses hurled on traditional nobles would be seen as a confrontation to the entire class which affected the dignity of the ruling class. If Rhode acted on his own accord, he might become an unpopular figure in the King's Party. Therefore, it was logical for John to have such a doubt. If Rhode was an emerging noble in the South, it wouldn't be strange that he proposed such a deal. The emerging nobles had always expected to overthrow the rule of the traditional nobles and replace their position. However, Rhode was different. He lived in the North and had always been a supporter of the King's Party. Although the Rockefeller Family wasn't powerful or reputable in the North, it would equal Rhode digging his own grave by doing so.

Besides, everyone in the South was aware that Rhode and the Senia Family had a close relationship. The Senia Family's popular magical genius, Marlene, was even in Rhode's Guild. No one from the civilian to the noble classes understood why the heir of the largest family in the Munn Kingdom lowered her identity and joined a mercenary group. But the relationship between Rhode and the Senia Family was apparent to the public. The Senia Family was the backbone of the traditional nobles so John would never believe that Rhode would overturn the Rockefeller Family.

Although John's doubts were reasonable, Rhode didn't explain his views. Rhode couldn't possibly let John know about his political standpoint. Besides, even though Rhode knew what would happen to this continent in the future, he couldn't possibly inform John like a deity.

However, this wasn't enough to leave Rhode speechless. "The reason as to why I'm willing to help you is very simple. I admire your capabilities."

"My capabilities?" The tension in John's expression eased.

"That's right, Mr. John. You possess great capabilities... I wasn't only referring to your strength, but also your talent in commanding troops. This is why I hope you can become my subordinate."

"What a joke, Mr. Alander. Even though I'm capable of leading troops in war, surely you wouldn't hand your mercenaries over to my command, right? Pardon my bluntness, if you're only seeking pleasure in messing with me, I hope you can stop it now. Although I'm a captive, I do have my pride."

"Of course, I understand that, Mr. John. Just look at all the beautiful ladies around me. No matter how bored I am, I wouldn't be spending my time with a man at this hour, right?" Rhode cracked a joke and John revealed a smile.

Indeed. Even though Rhode didn't seem too desperate to recruit him into the Guild, John felt that this man was somewhat interesting. Yes, he wasn't only referring to his appearance.

John didn't have a favorable impression of Rhode before they met. Rhode's reputation in the South had been terrible ever since the end of the Midsummer Festival. As a member of the Southern Legion, John had heard no lack of remarks from his comrades about this brutal demon. Rhode was scheming, vicious, barbaric, and shameless. In other words, it wasn't improper to describe this man with all the negative adjectives in the dictionary. Furthermore, he had even used such cruel methods to get rid of the Liberty Wings and the Southern Port's pride and hero, Rosen. Some people believed that Rhode was simply a lackey of the King's Party and among the rumors between the civilians, Rhode was portrayed as a sinister, insidious scum.

John had also paid certain attention to Rhode. Rhode was younger than him, but he had attained higher achievements. Even though this attracted John's attention, he was still doubtful about the rumors that he heard spreading among the civilians. If Rhode was really that sinister and shameless, the civilians wouldn't possibly see through his disguise because a truly treacherous man wouldn't allow that many people to see through him. If not, his acting skills would be too weak. If the civilians were able to see through his true colors, wouldn't he be down the road to ruin? How could he possibly receive such high praises from Royal Highness Lydia and the King's Party?

And now, it seemed to be true.

"If you don't wish to join my Guild and be my subordinate, I can leave you with another choice." Rhode folded his arms and looked at John confidently. "Are you interested in being my henchman, Mr. John?"

"Henchman?" John looked blankly for a moment and suddenly, he recalled that this man wasn't only a Guild leader! He was also an official Baron!

An officially recognized noble!

John fell into deep thoughts. He wasn't willing to be a mercenary. But it would be entirely different if he became the henchman of a noble, which would be a great choice for most soldiers. Rhode knew that John would become one of the most impressive generals of the Munn Kingdom, but John definitely wasn't aware of that. At this moment, John was nothing more than a Cavalry Leader with a bright future and even he wasn't sure of what was to come. It could even be said that if General Dade didn't look after him just like his biological father, perhaps he would still be mingling among the ordinary soldiers.

And now, General Dade had been captured and even if John escaped back to the Southern Legion, he might even be locked up. But if he became Rhode's henchman, his revenge for his mother...

"How about that, Mr. John?" Rhode broke his thoughts. "I understand your worries and hesitations, so I have a suggestion. Two years. Serve as my henchman for two years and within two years, I will find the opportunity to fulfill my promise to seek revenge for you. If I fail to do so within two years, you will be free to leave and I will not stop you. But I have to remind you that I will be the one deciding on when to seek revenge. You understand what I mean?"

John stared blankly. Got to admit, this sounded like a way. But... Two years? Will he release me after two years?

"The answer to this question lies in you, Mr John. I believe that you wouldn't go back on your words, but it depends on you if you choose to believe mine." Rhode continued to fold his arms and even though he revealed a calm expression, his heart was actually pounding.

After all, there wasn't any basis for commitment and cooperation between the two parties. John was worried that Rhode would go back on his words and Rhode was concerned that John would feign his compliance to slip away or provoke the Rockefeller Family during inappropriate times.

These weren't all delusions that were born out of nothing. In the game, Rhode had seen several such incidents where the lower limit of players was infinitely negative and they could do everything shamelessly. It was especially so for a large-scale Guild like Starlight that needed to recruit fresh blood every day. Some players thirsted for clinging onto Starlight's popularity, looked forward to making use of Starlight to reach their personal goals and were even spies sent by opposing Guilds to wreak havoc internally. Some players had even laid their eyes on the high-level female players and tried to engage in one-night stands, cyberdates, and naked webcam chats to destroy their reputation. Mini Bubble Gum and Canary had faced similar incidents and from another aspect, this showed how Starlight was prone to attacks and criticisms.

In the history of the game, John's moral quality was mainly trustworthy. Based on his actions to seek revenge on the Rockefellers before fighting for the nation, it proved that his desire for revenge was immense and reckless. If that is true, will I be able to manage him properly?

Rhode felt that it was worth a shot. After all, he would be adding another formidable man into his arsenal if this risk paid off. Currently, Rhode's men were mainly good in circuitous combat and Anne was the only hawk. However, she wasn't an expert in leading troops and she preferred individual battles. This quality of hers wouldn't be too effective against the Undead Army. Starlight would need to meet force with force with the Undead Army and gather its forces into a solid steel hammer to smash large damage into them.

The potential risk in John was unconfirmed, however, Rhode was sure of the Undead Army's threat. After comparing both of them, Rhode had finally chosen to give it a shot. Anyway, it wouldn't be too late for him to resolve any problems that arose from John.

John pondered for a long while. It was apparent that he had the same worries as Rhode. Besides, John was much more worried than Rhode. After all, Rhode's impression of John's future was a good basis, but in John's eyes, Rhode's reputation wasn't that great. Although most of the unfavorable things that he heard about Rhode were rumors, there must be certain reliable reasons for this man to be judged this terribly... Can I really trust him?

"I have two conditions, Mr. Alander," John made up his mind and lifted his head. "First, I hope you can release my comrades. Second. I hope you can allow General Dade to leave this place safely."

"I can promise the first, but not the second. You and I are aware of General Dade's worth. I can only ensure General Dade's safety, but it is impossible to release him," Rhode answered decisively.

On the other hand, John didn't fly into a rage. Instead, he revealed a smile. "Alright then, from now onward, I will be your henchman, Sir."

Chapter 558: Final Hurdle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It was no surprise that Rhode agreed to John's request. Apart from being a Guild leader, he was also a Baron. The troops that he led to the Cloud Summit Fortress could be considered his mercenaries and private soldiers simultaneously. With his identity, he had the rights to handle his captives and he had no qualms in releasing the Cavalrymen. In fact, he actually had the authority to release General Dade. After all, strictly speaking, General Dade was also his captive.

However, John and Rhode knew that it was impossible. General Dade's identity had foreordained that he couldn't be released that easily. John suggested because he wished to test Rhode's reaction. If Rhode agreed instantly or put on an act to reject his request and try to give it a shot, John would surely turn around and leave without hesitation. But now, he had decided to accept Rhode's invitation.

Both Rhode and John felt that there was nothing alarming for the King's Party that Rhode had recruited a Cavalrymen Leader. Although John had a bad impression of the Northerners, he didn't have a favorable impression of the Southerners either. However, he focused all his hate on 'a handful of unrestrained enemies'. Unlike Rhode, John didn't see everyone who stepped out of the Country of Light as a person with problems from head to toes...

Of course, it was 'family hatred' for John while it was a 'nation hatred' for Rhode... There was still a difference in their level of hostility.

After seeing John away with his eyes, Rhode let out a long sigh. He suddenly felt exhausted.

It wasn't exhaustion on his physical body. Instead, it was his mental mind that was beaten. After ensuring that his mission was accomplished, he felt as though his senses had relaxed like a tightened string that was released and a heavy, choking pressure emerged deep in his heart. He couldn't help but pucker his brows. He exited the campsite and observed the surroundings.

The thin fog-filled Fortress was lit brightly with splendid lights and he heard the vague cheers of soldiers from inside. The sky had darkened and the celebration feast was about to begin... But now, Rhode couldn't find the festive mood to partake in it. Instead, he only wished to plop right into bed for a fulfilling rest.

"Ah, Leader, I finally found you!"

Rhode turned around and saw Gillian and Anne walking toward him with relaxed smiles. Then, Gillian slid over like a slippery fish and hugged Rhode's elbow against her soft, ample chest tightly. Anne didn't want to lose out. She clung on to Rhode's other arm and the young ladies sandwiched him like a flat ham. "Everyone's heading to the feast now, so what are you still doing here? General Garcia wants to invite you."

"You girls go ahead." Rhode shook his head tiredly and stepped back after breaking free from their entanglements. He forced a twitch on the corner of his mouth and nodded before patting on their heads lightly. "I'm a little tired and I want to rest. Both of you shall replace me in joining the feast."

"Master?" Gillian tilted her head and looked blankly.

Anne hopped out and raised her right arm hurriedly. "Okay then, since Leader is tired, Anne shall accompany Leader!"

"Little Anne, you can't do this. It has always been my job to warm his bed, okay?"

"Anne wants to warm Leader's bed too. If worst comes to worst... how about the both of us together?"

"Alright, alright." Rhode's head was swimming and he shook his head with knitted brows. "I don't feel like it today. Go ahead with the feast and enjoy yourselves. After all, we are heading into Frozen Lake after this. Don't worry about me and do what you should do. This is an order, understood?" Rhode turned around and returned to his tent.

Surprisingly, Gillian and Anne didn't continue to pester him. Instead, they looked on silently as Rhode disappeared into the tent. After a few moments, Anne blinked and turned to Gillian worriedly. "Anne feels that Leader seems very tired. Did something happen? Sister Gillian?"

"... It's nothing, Anne." Gillian twitched her ears and revealed a bitter smile to the young lady beside her. "Some things are decided by Master so he has to take up the responsibility. We can only watch from the side because we can't make a difference in some matters."

Pitch-black darkness spread across the vast, boundless land.

The sky was covered by dark clouds. Rhode scanned the surroundings, but not only was there no vegetation, but there also wasn't a single rock on the empty land. He also wasn't sure how long he had been walking for, as though he had been walking forward ever since he had conscious. At this moment, fiery flames rose from the ground.

The flames surged violently in all directions and the entire world was painted in scarlet. As the flames raged, the darkness spread on the ground grew even darker. Finally, the ground shattered like a mirror and revealed a bottomless abyss...

"—!"

Rhode got up abruptly.

The sun was shining brightly on the campsite. Rhode squinted and adapted to the brightness after a few moments. Golden sun rays had spilled from the opening of the tent and he vaguely heard noises from the mercenaries outside. He held his hand against his forehead and realized that his forehead was filled with sweat.

"Ridiculous," Rhode lowered his head and cursed.

Anyone would surely be startled to see him in this state. Rhode didn't put on his signature aloof expression and he wasn't carrying his warm, gentle smile that he had disguised in Fiat. Instead, it was a complicated and ashen expression gathering all the negative emotions. The complexity was indescribable using words. At this moment, there was a distinct, vengeful glint in his eyes like an injured wild beast.

However, this expression lasted only for a second.

Rhode stood up and returned to his usual calmness. His calm eyes were as though everything before him was nothing but an illusion. Perhaps, that was just a BUG in the process.

At this moment, Lize called out from outside the tent. "Mr. Rhode, are you awake?"

"Yes, I'm up," Rhode changed his clothes swiftly. He lifted the tent entrance and saw Lize waiting for him worriedly. "Is anything the matter? Lize?"

"Ah, Mr. Rhode. Miss Gaya wants you to see her. She says there's something very important to inform you," said Lize.

"Gaya?" Rhode looked vacantly before nodding in acknowledgment. "Got it, Lize, I'll head over now. By the way, I guess you're aware of John's matter already. I want you and Gillian to manage the releasing of the soldiers today."

"Yes, Mr. Rhode. I will handle it right away."

Even though Lize said so, she didn't leave immediately. Instead, she rubbed the hem of her skirt with both hands and looked at Rhode worriedly. Then, she took in a deep breath as though she had made up her mind. "Mr. Rhode... Are you feeling unwell? You didn't join the celebration feast last night and I heard from Anne that you seemed rather tired..."

"I'm just tired from the long journey from the South. I will be fine after a rest, don't worry." Rhode shrugged and said swiftly.

Lize remained silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright, Mr. Rhode. But... If you feel unwell, please let me know."

"Don't worry, Lize. You will be the first person I look for if I have any problems." Lize showed a relieved expression and left with a smile. Rhode heaved a sigh of relief and narrowed his eyes on the Fortress. In fact, he had guessed the reason why Gaya looked for him.

When Rhode entered Gaya's room, the black-haired young lady was seated quietly by the window with her huge harp, just like how they first met. The young lady's expression and position were almost identical from before. Gaya turned around and nodded slightly to invite him for a seat... It seemed that she wasn't in a good mood.

But Rhode understood why she was in a bad mood. Although he didn't understand her a lot, he inferred that she wasn't a 'selfless model citizen'. She wouldn't take matters into her own hands unless she had received Lydia's orders. In order for Lize's plan to succeed, Rhode purposely checkmated Gaya. He used his mission reward and forced Lydia to order Gaya in complying with Lize's battle plan. It was no wonder that this young lady wasn't putting up a likable expression.

Even though she didn't show any likable expression to Rhode, that was.

"Please have a seat, Mr. Rhode. You've accomplished your mission successfully and the Royal Highness is satisfied with your work. Although I personally, detest your little tricks, that is." Gaya gazed at Rhode silently and Rhode couldn't read her thoughts at all.

However, he was most concerned about another matter because Gaya surely didn't ask him here just to complain about his little tricks. Indeed, Gaya continued shortly. "I'm about to convey the order from Royal Highness Lydia. She hopes that you will return to the Golden City and explain further your operations in the Grosso and Fiat regions."

As expected.

It seemed that things were as he had expected. Royal Highness Lydia wished to receive an explanation on the riot caused by the Undead Army in Grosso. No matter what, he accepted her mission and headed into the Grosso Region and suddenly, there was a riot caused by the Undead creatures. Lydia wasn't a fool. She naturally would request for Rhode to report everything to her.

This time, things might be a little more complicated. Lydia was an Archangel and Angels wouldn't usually accommodate to circumstances. To them, evil was evil and evil must be purified, annihilated, but never unrestrained. And this time, it wouldn't be as simple as to deliver a report to Lydia in the Golden City which proved that she had an entirely different view from before.

But even so, Rhode had his countermeasures ready.

Chapter 559: A Hunter's Footsteps

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Lydia's summon clearly proved that Rhode's mission in the Cloud Summit Fortress had ended and he could get ready to return anytime. After receiving this news from Gaya, Rhode gathered his forces in preparation for their next move. But before that, he had to manage the matters regarding John.

According to John's request, Rhode had released the Cavalrymen that were kept captive in the battle with Lize. Most of the Cavalrymen had chosen to return home, but those who chose to stay were John's men and they hoped to stay by his side. Rhode received affirmations from John about their loyalty and their non-extreme views on the North and he eventually agreed. After all, Rhode must also have private soldiers under him since he was a noble. Rhode could train up potential Infantries and Archers from the mercenaries, but Cavalrymen was a military class. Most mercenaries didn't possess horsemanship and cavalry tactics. Firstly, it was expensive and mentally-exhausting to raise and maintain a horse. Secondly, the mercenaries didn't even have enough to spend on themselves, let alone a horse. Although the Cavalrymen were born in the South and Rhode didn't know about their sincerity due to the tense relationship between the South and the North, he would eventually find a way to blend them in with his mercenaries.

In the end, 63 Cavalrymen stayed behind which was a satisfactory result for Rhode and John. John could take root by Rhode's side by having the 63 Cavalrymen under him and he could respond with their strength if Rhode fell out with him. To Rhode, the 63 Cavalrymen were within his control. Although the total number of Cavalrymen was nearly a quarter of the number of mercenaries in his guild, the Cavalrymen' individual strength was between level 20 to 25. Therefore, Rhode would still be capable to wipe them out if they were up to no good.

Both sides were still on guard against each other. Rhode trusted John, but not his men. Rhode hoped that the Cavalrymen wouldn't cause an uproar in his Fortress. John was equally wary about Rhode's promise. But even so, he promised that he would manage his men stricter. As an outsider who had surrendered, he understood that his position in the Guild would be shaky because he hadn't build trust with Rhode. However, this didn't mean that they wouldn't trust each other in the future. Both John and Rhode had to take the initiative in order to have a stronger connection between them. Therefore, John promised Rhode that his men would definitely obey his orders, never betray him, and wouldn't cause trouble. If any of them caused trouble, Rhode held all the authority to drag them out and behead them!

In response to John's promise, Rhode assured that he would restrain his men and treat everyone equally to the best of his abilities. However, Rhode, after all, was the victor and he didn't need to stoop down to John's level, that is. John accepted because, after all, he was aware of his identity and position.

Rhode didn't keep General Garcia in the dark about the release of the Cavalrymen and interestingly, the slipshod general turned a blind eye to it. He had no problems releasing the Cavalrymen since the captured 'big fish', General Dade, was still in his hands. But the released Cavalrymen were only limited to the ones that Lize had captured. As for the Infantries that General Dade had led, Garcia would never let them go.

This wasn't unreasonable of Garcia because most of the Cavalrymen that John had led were injured severely in Lize's ambush; They were merely wounded soldiers who wouldn't pose much threat even after they were released. However, the 3000 Infantries had surrendered under their Commander's order and it would be as though be a gift of a brand new Infantry army to the Reformist Party if Rhode had released them... John wouldn't bring up such an idiotic suggestion and Garcia naturally wouldn't let them go.

Rhode ordered Lize to lead some of the mercenaries into Frozen Lake to complete the preparations for the second 5 Stars Mission while the other mercenaries were responsible for sending the injured soldiers back to the Fortress to recuperate. As for John, Rhode had allowed him to follow the rest to the Frozen Lake. After all, Rhode could use this upcoming mission to make John understand his battle style better.

After reorganizing everything, Rhode headed up north to the Golden City.

To Rhode, the situation by the Northern frontline had come to an end.

However, this was just the start for the others.

Victory!

Baker looked over the wilderness triumphantly from the top towering wall. His mind was bursting with excitement and glory. He lowered his head and grinned from ear to ear as he gazed at the Medal of Honor and letter once more. In fact, he didn't expect that his battle plan would turn out this successful. He made full use of the military forces by the two sides that had contained the forces of the Flourishing Blossom and the Cloud Summit Fortress and personally led 20,000 Cavalrymen into breaking through the Thistle Wreath Fortress directly. He admitted that this plan was risky, but he still succeeded!

The Thistle Wreath Fortress containing merely 500 soldiers collapsed before they even reacted and the land of Callenbach had fallen into their hands. Baker had never felt this satisfied and proud. He relied on his own strength and plans entirely to conquer this piece of land! The Northern country bumpkins were defenseless in the face of his thunderous aggression!

Baker's hand trembled as he held the letter in his hands excitedly. The Southern Parliament had commended him highly and conferred him a medal. In the letter, the Southern Parliament had requested for Baker to guard Callenbach at all cost while they would seize this opportunity to seek assistance from the Country of Light's Parliament. If everything went well, they would fulfill their dreams and escape from the hands of the vicious dictator and build a brand new nation!

By then, I may become an overlord or even a hero of the entire nation! Perhaps I may even have the chance to become a Marshal!

The sky was in a rare, lively shade of blue while the grassland was never this green. Everything was dazzling and vibrant before his eyes as the big, bright sun shone a long path of hope for him. He imagined the scene when he returned to the South where countless petals fluttered in the air, civilians shouting his name loudly, beautiful young ladies outdoing one another to present flowers and kisses, and he stood proudly on the chariot, accepting their cheers and respect. The nobles of the Southern Parliament lined up in welcoming his return, at the same time offering him the badge and sword of the Marshal... Baker trembled in excitement and bit his lips subconsciously.

If everything came true, that would be perfect!

At this moment, loud, hurried footsteps interrupted Baker's reverie and he turned around to glare fiercely at the troublemaker. It was a pale-faced, panting orderly with indescribable fears lingering in his eyes. "Reporting, Sir! We discovered enemy troops in the wilderness of Feralas!"

"Enemy troops?" Baker's heart sank. "How many of them? Whose flag are they waving?"

"It's the flag of the Northern 5th Legion [Sword Lion]. There's about 25,000 of them!"

"25,000?" Baker looked at the orderly in disbelief.

It isn't too far away between the wilderness of Feralas and the city of Callenbach, so how is it possible that I'm not aware of the existence of the 25,000 soldiers? What is the Reformist Party doing?! Didn't they confidently say that the King's Party hasn't even decided on mobilizing which of their troops? Can anyone tell me where 25,000 soldiers came from?!

Those incompetent good-for-nothings!

Baker calmed down quickly after cursing the Southern Parliament. There was no purpose in arguing about this now. The enemy had 25,000 soldiers, but they only had 20,000. Although Callenbach City seemed run down, it was still possible for them to defend after the necessary repairs. As long as the Country of Light's Parliament could stop the King's Party from continuing their operations...

Clomp clomp clomp!

Another burst of quick footsteps sounded and an orderly who appeared even more miserable than the first orderly rushed up the city wall. He was drenched in sweat and panted hard. But, even so, he saluted to Baker swiftly. "Reporting, Sir! Our scouts have discovered 20,000 enemy troops gathering in the Dagger Valley! Please give us your orders!"

Clang. Baker dropped the medal on the stone ground and gaped at the orderly blankly. The fantasy that he had imagined minutes ago was drifting away from him and it was replaced by an unstoppable dark storm...

Why?

Why didn't I receive any news if the King's Party has such a huge movement?

Why were they able to move out so quickly?

How is it possible for them to mobilize that many troops in such a short period of time without getting discovered?

Why did this happen?!

The warm breeze blowing against the city wall sent a chill down Baker's spine. He sucked in a deep breath to calm himself down before commanding the orderlies. "Quick! Send someone to seek assistance from the Parliament! Tell them that Callenbach has been surrounded by the King's Party and we need more manpower! Quick!"

The orderlies bolted off hurriedly and Baker took in another deep breath as he gazed toward the vast land before him.

The land in his worried eyes had darkened as though the prelude of an incoming storm was choking him breathless.

Chapter 560: Individual Aesthetics (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

This period of time was totally disastrous for the Reformist Party.

Firstly, the Undead Army in the Grosso region. Although they were eventually exterminated, thousands of refugees were still homeless in the city. They used to have a home to return to, but their homes had been devoured entirely by the flames. Their only choice left was to wait for their fate in the city miserably. The conflagration in the Grosso Plain had burned up all the foodstuff reserves in the Southern region and the foodstuff crisis had given the Reformist Party a huge headache. Although the danger period had ended, they knew that this was only temporary. If they failed to search for a substitute foodstuff transportation channel, they would be in big trouble.

Due to this reason, the Southern Parliament had agreed to Baker's risky plan. They had intended to attack Paphield in the shortest period of time. However, they were unsure if their side was too weak or the opposing side was too powerful because their attacks on Paphield's defensive line had failed again and again and Baker's battle plan had become the only lifeline for them.

Then, what happened next left the Reformist Party over the moon. Not only did Baker's army break through Paphield's defensive line, but they also conquered Callenbach City! When the Southern Parliament received this news, the room was filled with applause and the huge conference room became a sea of joy where everyone was grinning from ear to ear as though the darkness had passed and the bright future appeared before them. On that night, the entire Southern Port became a city that did not sleep. The civilians sang, danced, and celebrated their 'difficult' and 'well-earned' victory.

However, this dream lasted for merely a night. On the second day, they received a piece of shocking news.

The Northern 5th Legion [Sword Lion] has gathered in Feralas with 25,000 soldiers!

The Northern 3rd Legion [White Eagle] and the Eastern Plain 5th Cavalry Team [Wing of Glory] has gathered in Dagger Valley River with 20,000 soldiers!

And the Senia Family [Ring of Magic] Magician Knights has led the Noble Allied Armies into the Red Leaf Forest with 17,000 soldiers!

A total of 62000 King's Party soldiers had surrounded Callenbach entirely from all directions and will attack anytime!

The cheers and laughter from the day before were nowhere to be heard and they were replaced with an unprecedented tense atmosphere. Now wasn't the time for them to ponder about why they weren't notified of such a large-scale mobilization of troops because the King's Party had presented their shimmering sharp blades and was ready to lay their hands on the rebellious defectors!

The Reformist Party was panic-stricken. During the emergency meeting on the second morning, the 75 year old Parliament Chairman stood to his feet, smacked the table, and bellowed frantically! "Send more troops! Tell Baker that I represent the Parliament to order him in defending Callenbach with all his life! We will give him all the manpower that he asks for! But we have one request! We must defend Callenbach before the Country of Light's Parliament intervened! We must never fail and never back down until the very end! I represent the Southern civilians, the Southern Parliament, and the people who pursue freedom and independence to request that Baker defends Callenbach with all his life!!"

A lot of them in the Reformist Party remembered the bloody night slaughtered by Lydia. Back then, they held the hopes of saving their loved ones and companions through the Country of Light's Parliament. However, Lydia's response exceeded their expectations. She decisively hung everyone to death before the Country of Light's Parliament's reinforcements arrived at the Munn Kingdom. Most of them still remembered the scene when they arrived at the Golden City with the Country of Light's Parliament's emissaries. They were greeted by ice-cold corpses swaying in the wind.

And now, they couldn't help but recall that scene when they heard this news. Could it be that the vicious, brutal monster had decided to wipe out all their troops before the Country of Light's Parliament's reinforcements arrive? If that's the case, we can't allow that tyrant to get away with it!

The Reformist Party dispatched their messengers to the Country of Light's Parliament immediately, hoping that they would stop the confrontation using the name of the Light Dragon and request Lydia to stop her merciless suppression and massacre of innocent civilians.

When the messengers of the Reformist Party stepped into the land of the Country of Light, Rhode had just arrived at the Golden City and he was waiting for Lydia's summon.

The smooth white marble floor reflected off the corridor. Rhode admired the city by the window. The dark clouds of the war didn't affect Golden City at all. It was still as breathtaking and the civilians were walking on the streets as calmly as always. Rhode let out a sigh as he recalled the scene where the army of Country of Darkness slaughtered their way into Golden City in the game. Back then, this glorious city had as though been smeared with dark paint and desperation spread in everyone. Death and sins laid in every corner and this beautiful city had chosen to be destroyed to prevent further invasion by the Undead Army.

This city was as dazzling and eye-catching as its ruler no matter if it was dead or alive.

However, Rhode wasn't feeling sentimental over this problem. He was pondering over the purpose of Lydia's summon.

Rhode always thought that the kind Angels were the representative of clean-living. Although Lydia's behavior overstepped these bounds, her nature hadn't changed at all. But after the incident in Grosso, Rhode realized that his impression of this Archangel had slightly changed.

Humans understood Angels using their human perspective, where they thought that Angels were incarnations of justice and kindness and they would never go easy on evil. Not only that, but the Angels would also often adhere to their own principles and were difficult to be convinced. But on the Grosso Plain, Rhode suspected that his impression on the Angels was somewhat subjective. His impression on Lydia was similar to the impressions he had on most Angels: kindhearted and upright. However, when he summoned the Undead Army for the massacre in Grosso, she remained silent and didn't respond at all. This was unusual of Angels who persisted on their principles. Besides, she was also engrossed in the show that he had put up and there didn't seem to be anything wrong. Afterward, Rhode had observed Celia for a period of time and discovered that she didn't give him the cold shoulders due to the incident in the Grosso Plain. She was still behaving the same as before as though she didn't take it to heart.

Rhode didn't feel strange that Celestina was unconcerned because Demons were born this way. But Rhode felt that it was worth his time to understand why Celia didn't care at all. Besides, the words that Celestina had said... Although this Demon young lady spoke indistinctly, Rhode discovered that these ancient creatures seemed to follow an old and sacred oath based on Celia's reaction. They would be punished if they violated the oath and Celia didn't see it as a violation of her own principles.

Come to think of it, Lydia seemed to have also behave the same way. The Reformist Party attacked her brazenly and the root cause was due to the bloody night from years ago. Frankly speaking, Rhode didn't feel that this corresponded with the Angels' method of handling matters. It wouldn't be peculiar for a human ruler to do this in order to stabilize his position. But what about an Angel? Furthermore, none of the Angels complained after Lydia did such a thing. If it was said that the Angels were lower in identity and position and they didn't have the rights to complain, why didn't the equally-ranked Archangels speak of anything before the Light Dragon? Even the Elf Kingdom, which was generally considered to be the guardian of kindness and order, didn't express any opinions on this matter. Although there must be reasons for Lydia's way of handling the situation, wasn't this cruel punishment enough to give rise to resentments? Even though the Dwarves living in the Dragon Bones Mountain had cut off from the rest of the world, they were still stubborn and upright. So why didn't they comment on anything?

Interestingly, even the Creator Dragon Souls didn't express any opinions. Apart from the puppet in the form of the Light Dragon Soul, the Judgement & Ruling Twin Dragons valued this highly. Rhode remembered clearly that they had sent troops more than once to stop the lords and rulers who cruelly killed their own people. Moreover, even the Church chose to remain silent on this matter. The Reformist Party had made known to the entire continent, but only the Country of Light's Parliament expressed strong dissatisfaction?

Ironically, the Country of Light's Parliament was dominated by humans.

After linking everything together, Rhode realized that there was something which he couldn't understand in the Dragon Soul Continent. He wasn't concerned about these matters because they didn't concern him as a player. But now, he was involved in it personally and he discovered that something was affecting the entire continent. More interestingly, those who were treated as righteous and kind and didn't oppose Lydia's violent means were mainly long-lived races. The Dwarves could live up to 150 years old and even the heirs of the Creator Dragon Souls could live up to 300 years... Humans were the only ones who could live less than 100 years old.

Rhode knitted his brows as he recalled the words that Celestina said in the burning village that night.

[Creation Pact]

In the game, this pact existed for the background of the game and the players understood it as the pact to protect this world after the Five Creator Dragon Souls created it. Back then, all the races had to adhere to this pact. However, as time passed and changes took place, the players thought that this pact was long nullified.

But now, it seemed that this pact was still in effect. Not only that, but the signing of the pact also didn't require placing one's mark. Instead, the pact was executed ever since the party involved was born. Rhode was sure that the Southern farmers weren't aware of the Creation Pact, but they were deemed as traitors who violated the pact by Celestina. From Celia's point of view, she seemed to think the same too.

Was it because the group of rebels that Lydia had hung to their death was treated as betrayers of the pact and that was why they chose to remain silent? And Lydia dared to do that because she knew that her actions were supported by the pact?

But what exactly was the pact that they betrayed?

What's the content in the Creation Pact?

Rhode disliked archeology, but he felt that he needed to understand the content of the Creation Pact. He didn't wish to end up like the Reformist Party who foolishly thought that the world supported them and was eventually helpless and alone without any help.

At this moment, a female servant approached Rhode and gestured. "Mr. Rhode, please follow me. Royal Highness is expecting you."

Chapter 561: Individual Aesthetics (2/2)

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Rhode followed the female servant into the room and the scene before him made his heart skipped a beat.

Lydia laid languidly on the scarlet velvet sofa by the french window. Her white, silky dress set off her seductive curves as she stretched out her slim, long legs. Her blonde hair hung down lightly, pairing with her fair, delicate skin. She shook the paper in her hand playfully, but no one knew if she was scanning the report or she was just fooling around.

Got to say, any man who encountered such a beautiful young lady when he entered the room would be tempted to pounce on her and Rhode was no exception. He swept a quick glance over her and shifted his attention to her face. Rhode had met Lydia a few times, but he had never seen her dressed appropriately to welcome her guests. Could she be dressed up like this in the castle all these while?

Lydia displayed a smile to welcome Rhode's arrival and gestured for him to take a seat. She adjusted her posture and placed the paper on the table. That's strange. Lydia's movements are drastic, but her dress doesn't slip at all. Could it be that there is censorship even in this world?

"Long time no see. I'm glad that you're looking fine, Baron Rhode... Gaya has a huge opinion about you," said Lydia.

Rhode twitched his brows as Lydia mentioned Gaya's name as soon as she spoke. He knew that it was impossible that Lydia didn't understand his thoughts, but... Maybe things aren't as bad as I thought? If that's the case, this may turn out to be something better. Rhode gazed at Lydia silently and waited for her to continue. "I've heard the specific report from Gaya. Lize did well this time and to be honest, although I knew that Lize has potential, I'm surprised that she managed to take it that far. Of course. My adorable younger sister didn't perform perfectly, but she's worth the praise. Isn't that right, Baron Rhode?"

"Of course, Your Highness," Rhode said. "Lize's performance has impressed me. It wasn't easy for her to achieve this result, considering her situation."

"That's right... Baron Rhode. I'm glad that I've handed her to your care. But..." Lydia narrowed her eyes. Although she was still smiling, Rhode felt an unprecedented pressure. "Baron Rhode, I don't wish to see my adorable younger sister getting hurt, do you understand? We can't avoid the fact that wars are cruel. She has her choice, but I don't wish to see her sink into depravity due to the wars. I simply want her to live a blissful life. You do understand what I mean, right?"

"That's for sure, Your Highness," Rhode nodded slightly in agreement.

Lydia smiled with satisfaction and she picked up the sheet of paper from the table. Then, she withdrew her gracious smile. "Alright then. Explain to me the situation in the Grosso and Fiat regions, Baron Rhode."

This question is finally here.

Rhode sulked unnoticeably. But he hid his emotions and explained everything calmly. Of course, Rhode wouldn't be foolish enough to inform Lydia that he had created the Undead Army. He used the common saying of the Southerners that he witnessed the Undead Army wreaking havoc in the Grosso region as soon as he arrived there. In order to not expose his identity, he kept himself hidden until the Undead Army was about to attack the city and he summoned Celia to get rid of them. Also, while the military forces were weak in the Grosso region, he quickly set fire to burn the entire place.

Rhode didn't explain deliberately. Although Lydia should be aware that there was a Demon within the Undead Army, he had never exposed Celestina before Lydia. Therefore, Lydia wouldn't think that the Undead Army had any relations with him even if she guessed. At least on the surface, that was.

The explanation was much simpler for Fiat. Rhode merely repeated the words that he had used to dupe Emily. Of course, he also mentioned the unexpected guest, Andre, who emerged at the very end. No matter what, Andre was a member of the 'Sword Guardians' who possessed the Neptune's Sigh and he was up to no good to be in Fiat. However, this wasn't something that Rhode needed to be concerned about. All he had to do was to 'objectively' report to Lydia about Andre and she would know what actions to take next.

Rhode's explanation on the situations didn't take too long and Lydia pondered silently while gazing at him. After 10 minutes, she finally responded. "Baron Rhode, what do you think is beautiful?"

"Beautiful?"

Rhode puckered his brows and he didn't answer instantly because he knew that she would continue her sentence. Indeed, Lydia leaned back on the sofa and folded her arms. She smiled and gazed at Rhode. "I think that this world is a beautiful one. Every life has its unique, glittering bright spot and these bright spots gather to form this dazzling world. But there will be shadows among them and this inelegance sets off the existence of beauty. I don't deny the value of inelegance, but... the vulgar and filth will gradually pollute this beautiful world and cause it to lose its brilliance. Besides, all of these comes from fear... Baron Rhode, I understand your pursuit for victories and I'm thankful for the sacrifices and choices that you have made for the mission. But... Wouldn't it be too sorrowful if you have to give up on something in order to achieve another?"

Even though Lydia beat about the bush, Rhode understood what she meant. It was apparent that this Archangel had a conclusion to Rhode's account and this test was his final hurdle.

Rhode pondered in silence for a few moments. Then, he lifted his head and gazed into Lydia's eyes bravely. "I'm sorry, Your Highness. I understand what you meant, but... I only pursue victory. I can understand the hard work, dedication, and sacrifices that losers put in, but I cannot accept such a defeat. Victory is everything to me and any failure will only bring me pain. I can accept to console the losers as a victor, but never the other way around. I understand your aesthetics, but I'm unable to agree with your thoughts from my standpoint."

"... In other words, you're willing to sacrifice everything in return for victory, Baron Rhode?"

A trace of complex, yet curious glint flashed in Lydia's eyes and Rhode shook his head unflinchingly. "I'm sorry, Your Highness. I've never thought of sacrificing everything to win. Victory isn't an individual that exists, so why would I sacrifice everything for it? I don't hope for such things. What I hope for is to enjoy victories with the people around me. I hate to be alone when I win because that would be pointless. In order to prevent facing situations where I've to sacrifice everything, I will 'try all means' to achieve my goals... Your Highness, please pardon my bluntness. The victory that I gain from abandoning everything is meaningless to me. If people can't protect the things that they should protect and choose to give up cowardly, it means that they are losers through and through. Even if they stand until the very end, I don't think that they deserve the cheers and honor. I admit that sacrifices are inevitable on the road to seeking victory. But they are nothing more than slaves of desire if they have to give up on everything."

Rhode gazed at the Archangel before him without batting an eye. Lydia looked at him quietly and displayed a smile. "Interesting, Baron Rhode. That's very enjoyable... I admit that your thoughts have given me a breath of fresh air, so I won't look into the incident in the Grosso region. I hope the spirits of the dead will be able to find their peace." Lydia paused and gazed at Rhode meaningfully. "Alright then. Let's talk about the next matter."

Chapter 562: Unexpected Invitation

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"Next matter?" Rhode was taken aback.

He thought that Lydia's summon was for him to report on the situations in the Grosso and Fiat regions only. But, it seemed that Lydia had something else on her mind.

"That's right." Lydia revealed a cheeky smile and leaned back with her fingers interlocked before her chest. She gazed at Rhode and let out a cute chuckle. "I hope you can join me in the Dragon Soul Ceremony..."

Lydia paused and shot Rhode a playful look. "Because Her Majesty is very much interested in you."

Rhode couldn't hold in his emotions any longer. He widened his eyes unbelievably. He wasn't acting. He was truly astonished... He knew that the Dragon Soul Ceremony was an annual celebration that left the Country of Light's Parliament extremely powerless and furious. The Country of Light's Parliament resented this ceremony and only the core members of the Munn Kingdom could participate. Since Lydia had personally invited Rhode, it showed his position in her mind. Not only that, there was only one being in this entire continent that Lydia would call 'Her Majesty'—the heir of the Light Dragon Soul—the current Light Dragon Soul in the Country of Light.

In the game, this Light Dragon had always been a mystery to the players and was recognized as the most worthless character among the Five Creator Dragons. Before Rhode's Starlight rose abruptly, the Dark Dragon was dominant while the Judgement & Ruling Twin Dragons of the Country of Law played a critical role in its position on the entire continent. The Void Dragon that had disappeared in the history revived in the Deepest Labyrinth and swept the world with the invincible BOSS.

But, what about the Light Dragon?

As a head of a dominant country that conquered one-third of the continent, the Light Dragon was nothing more than a puppet! Not only that, it had never shown itself to anyone and everyone had only heard its voice. Even though the Munn Kingdom offered gold to the Light Dragon every year, the hand-over ceremony wasn't open to the public. It could be said that no one apart from the NPCs had seen the Light Dragon's true identity. Although players had tried to sneak in and take a peek, they were instantly blasted to bits by the Archangels surrounding the Light Dragon. The only conclusion that could be drawn was that the heir of the Light Dragon was a female. If not, the Light Parliament wouldn't have pleased the Dark Dragon by offering her... Unless the Dark Dragon preferred males?

Just look at it. Even the players had to guess the gender of the Light Dragon heir based on the Light Parliament's movements. This went to show how mysterious the Light Dragon's identity was and even after the Country of Light had been thoroughly destroyed, the players didn't find out anything about her. How could the players who loved to dig secrets of the game endure this torture! Got to admit, although the Light Parliament acted foolishly in many aspects, they did great in maintaining their authority because not any organization could keep the secrets of the Light Dragon to this extent.

And now, Rhode actually had the chance to see the Light Dragon personally?

However, it wasn't all joyous after this surprise. Instead, it was complicated dissatisfactions and hatred.

It might be seen as a pure interest toward the mystery of the Light Dragon for the players of other countries. However, it wasn't all fun and games for the players of the Munn Kingdom. Players didn't have too much sense of belonging in the countries of the game. The players of the Munn Kingdom adored Lydia, but they lacked favorable impressions on the Light Dragon that they had never seen before. Although Lydia was respectful toward the Light Dragon, the players' first reaction was to stick out their middle finger and curse the crap out of the useless Light Dragon.

The Munn Kingdom had done so much for the Light Dragon, but this damn heir did nothing in return and in the end, she even looked on as the Light Parliament backstabbed them. That's right. You, Light Dragon, are just a useless puppet. Will it cost your life to speak up?

To the players of the Munn Kingdom, the Light Dragon was similar to Liu Chan of the Three Kingdoms Period; a worthless character. The players had curiously discussed on the forums as to why the Light Dragon didn't show up even in such critical junctures. Was it because her forces were too weak? The Munn Kingdom stayed faithful and true to her and the three Archangels were widely-known powerful presences on the continent. But why didn't she step up when the Munn Kingdom was backstabbed and when the Country of Darkness attacked?

Some players suspected that the Light Dragon was an astute and circumspect conspirator who manipulated the three Archangels to achieve her hidden goals and even controlled the Light Parliament to slaughter in order to capture statuses. Got to say, this conspiracy was widely accepted by the players. After all, everyone loved plot twists to high-level conspiracies...

But after the Munn Kingdom collapsed and the Country of Light offered the Light Dragon to seek peace from the Country of Darkness, the players finally realized — The Light Dragon was literally as useless as a decorative item without any purpose at all!

This was something that Rhode and the players of the Munn Kingdom couldn't accept. They would accept it if Lydia and the Munn Kingdom had fallen into the hands of the conspiracy. However, they failed due to one's incompetence!

It was far more difficult to accept failure due to one's incompetence rather than to conspiracy. If the Light Dragon wasn't devoured by the Dark Dragon in the end, Rhode would have led his Guild to slaughter that worthless fella. But she was lucky that the Dark Dragon had made the first move and Rhode had no choice but to fulfill his 'Nation-saving' desire by annihilating the Dark Dragon.

But now... The Light Dragon wants to meet me?

Rhode had mixed emotions. It felt as though a person was reborn as Zhao Yun and he discovered that he was carrying a future disaster in his arm. Was he better off abandoning the disaster before it happened or keep it with him safely?

Lydia had no opinions about the Light Dragon, even until the very end. She wasn't resentful for the Light Dragon abandoning her. However, Rhode couldn't accept it. The Light Dragon had caused the most trouble for Rhode. Facing such an incompetent Light Dragon... Frankly speaking, he wasn't interested in meeting such trash. He didn't feel that he had anything good to talk about with the puppet of the Light Parliament. Besides, he didn't feel comfortable whenever he thought about the disaster caused by this worthless puppet and the consequences of the Munn Kingdom and its players.

Moreover, he felt strange about the Light Dragon's invitation. He was sure that this wasn't a part of a system mission. If it were in the past, there were many players with high reputation in the Munn Kingdom and there weren't any invitations sent out to them from the Light Dragon. But now, she has gotten Lydia to invite me? What's going? Although I've indeed accomplished some reputable missions, these missions only made me popular in the Munn Kingdom. So why would the Light Dragon of the Country of Light know anything about me?

Rhode gazed at Lydia silently while Lydia revealed a surprised and curious expression. She wasn't aware that Rhode disliked the Light Dragon and this was why she felt strange as to how Rhode calmed down in mere seconds. Although he didn't feel good about the Light Dragon one bit, this invitation was, after all, asked by Lydia and he couldn't possibly reject her...

I shall treat this as fulfilling my wish as a player to observe clearly for myself the exact body measurements of this Light Dragon.

Not only that, but Rhode had also sensed a message from Lydia's words. The Dragon Soul Ceremony would be held at the end of the year and it was apparent that Lydia had intended to end the war surrounding the Munn Kingdom within the next three months!

Chapter 563: Frozen Lake (I)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Although Rhode knew that he would be participating in the Dragon Soul Ceremony, he wasn't feeling exceptionally anxious because it wasn't the most important situation on hand. Instead, it was the second 5 Stars Mission in the Cranmore region—Frozen Lake. As long as Rhode completed this mission, his Guild would be safe and sound for the next year. Rhode was reminded of another person... Not sure if Barter still remembers the deal he made with me during the Midsummer Festival—I hope he keeps his promise.

The Cranmore region was located in the glacial land of the Northwest. Although the region wasn't considered to have an inhospitable natural environment, its soil definitely wasn't fertile. The people living there mainly planted cold proof crops, but this wasn't due to the geographical environment of Cranmore. Instead, the Frozen Lake in the region was the main culprit. Rumor has it that the Frozen Lake had been covered in a thick layer of ice, which had never melted, for centuries. Not only this lake, but the entire Cranmore region also had a similar phenomenon. The rivers and wells would be covered in a thick layer of ice whenever the winter season approached. All the people could do was to break the ice into chunks and use them after melting.

This strange phenomenon had attracted plenty of investigators. However, they weren't able to find the source of the problem until a Mage randomly discovered an enormous Elemental Creature hidden below the Cranmore Lake and solved the mystery of the Cranmore region. But the people failed to search for a solution to deal with the Elemental Creature. The only valuable information they had was that this creature lived in the source of water for the entire Cranmore region. Its powers would multiply every winter and decrease to its weakest in summer. This was why Rhode chose to strike now. After all, it was still early autumn and the situation would be troublesome if he waited any longer.

But it wasn't only the Frozen Lake that was strange in the Cranmore region.

A bone-piercing cold breeze blew into Rhode's face as he got down the chariot. It was noon and the hottest time of the day where people would rather rest under the shade of a tree than to head outdoors. However, the Cranmore region was ice-cold as though it had entered the winter season. Moreover, the scene before Rhode left him knitting his brows.

The Greenery Town before him was the nearest town from the Frozen Lake in the entire Cranmore region. Due to this reason, Rhode had arranged for Lize to lead the mercenaries here for preparations. However, Rhode realized that his mercenaries had set up camp on the open space outside the town instead. They gathered in a circle and Rhode couldn't figure out what they were doing. Rhode felt rather strange. There are several pubs and inns in the town, so why did they choose to spend the night in the open instead?

Rhode approached them and he realized that something was off. There were some disputes going on and he witnessed Anne furiously brandishing her shield and bellowing her grievances.

"... They're making Anne mad! Those people are so unreasonable! We shall wait for Leader to arrive and see if they would..."

Anne turned around and revealed a delighted smile as soon as she saw Rhode. She raised her right arm high in the air and waved with all her might. "Ah, Leader! You're here! Those people are too annoying!"

Rhode twitched his brows as he spotted a few strangers and they seemed to be quarreling over something. The strangers didn't appear to be mercenaries and looked more like residents of this town. Although Rhode didn't set any strict rules for his mercenaries, he was unwilling to see his men starting a fight with ordinary civilians. Apart from the bored players, no other players liked to pick fights with NPCs. It wasn't solely due to Rhode and his men's abilities in fighting their way through that Starlight could become the number one guild in the game. Even though he had non-stop conflicts with other Guilds, he didn't chase ordinary players away from their maps just for the convenience of his Starlight Guild. This was one of the reasons why Starlight was able to exist in the game for so long. After all, the game was mainly full of ordinary players and not all players were forced to join a Guild immediately. If Rhode was overbearing against the top and bullied the ones below him, perhaps he would be marked as a bastard even after he conquered the entire server.

Rhode was curious about the situation. He suspected that his mercenaries might have behaved inappropriately and caused the disputes with the residents. However, Anne and Lize were well-mannered people. Although Anne might be a little hot-tempered at times, she seldom stirred trouble with ordinary civilians. Rhode would suspect that this was the sly, fox-eared young lady's scheme, but she wasn't around.

Rhode swept a glance to the residents and asked. "What happened?"

Lize displayed a look of relief after seeing Rhode's arrival and she quickly explained the happenings.

Lize had intended to follow Rhode's instruction to reorganize the team and wait for his arrival. Meanwhile, the residents of the town learned their intentions through the bored mercenaries who wandered around the town. The Frozen Lake was a popular mission in the Mercenary Association and since the mercenaries were here to assist the residents, Lize didn't see any problems with that.

However, things got out of hand. The residents chased them away and even though Lize explained that they were here to accomplish the mission of the Mercenary Association and this mission was also proposed by the residents of the Cranmore region, she was dumbstruck that they continued to turn them away.

The residents had no intentions of listening to Lize's explanations and both sides almost broke into a fight. In the end, Lize left the town with the mercenaries to prevent further trouble and set up camp outside the town while waiting for Rhode's arrival.

However, the residents were relentless. They had been forcing Lize and the mercenaries away and claimed that the Cranmore region didn't welcome them which made the mercenaries flow into a rage. We understand that you may not welcome us into your town. But you still want to chase us away after we have left your town?

Mercenaries were belligerent in nature. Fortunately, Lize managed to calm them down. Moreover, they had traveled over land and water to make their way here and they were chased away even before they had the chance to rest. The mercenaries couldn't hold in their wrath any longer.

Then, the residents bombarded Lize with arrogant claptraps which left Anne fuming. Anne was young and had a straightforward personality. Fortunately for the residents, Anne knew that they wouldn't survive her brandishing shield, if not, she would have sent her shield flying. It was ridiculous...

Rhode puckered his brows. He wasn't aware that the Greenery Town had such a troublesome problem when he gave his command. After all, players weren't aborigines and they wouldn't need to seek shelter in these places. The players would usually follow their Guild Leader into the dungeon to kill the BOSS and leave after they were done. Although the Dragon Soul Continent was a rare virtual-reality game, it didn't mean that it was exactly the same in reality. Most players wouldn't want to spend money on lodging at all.

Rhode turned to face the residents. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be the Mayor and some law enforcement officers. Of course, they would be completely hopeless if they picked a fight with Rhode's mercenaries and their pale faces exposed that they were pressurized by Anne's brandishing shield. But even so, it was strange that they were unwilling to back down.

Rhode gestured for Anne to stop her threats and strode his way to the residents. "I would like to hear your reasons, everyone. We, Starlight Guild, received the mission announced by the Mercenary Association and came here from a faraway place. We didn't behave inappropriately, so if you wish to chase us away, we hope to receive a satisfactory answer. If not, we will report this matter to the Mercenary Association even if we eventually leave. By then, I guess you will need to explain to the overlord of the Cranmore region with the Mercenary Association."

The residents were starting to feel uncomfortable. After all, they were nothing more than well-behaved residents of this town who would be frightened at the sight of a city owner. If they were to disrupt the mercenaries from completing the mission and resolving the problem that plagued the civilians of the Cranmore region for years, they would be in for big trouble.

A few senior residents felt hesitant. However, one of the younger residents glared at Rhode and waved his fist as he bellowed angrily. "Mayor, Officers, why are we still wasting time with these mercenaries for? After all these years, which mercenaries succeeded? Didn't they all leave with their tails tucked between their legs? And aren't we the ones suffering in the end? No matter what, we will definitely not allow them to continue this! They can complain all they want! We will not be afraid even if they complain to the overlord!"

"You bastard. That's bullsh*t! How would we lose?!"

"That's right! You don't even know our capabilities!"

The surrounding mercenaries blew their top after the young man was so sure that they would fail. After all, the mercenaries were a superstitious bunch. Are you cursing us?!

Moreover, these mercenaries had followed Rhode for a long time and they had never failed before. They were full of confidence in Rhode. But now, this rascal actually doubted their leader!

He's asking for death!

Rhode observed in silence. Then, he gestured with his raised arm and the mercenaries immediately shut their mouths, which shocked the senior residents. From the start, they didn't take this black-haired young man seriously. But he contained the mercenaries with just a hand gesture. This went to show how extraordinary his position in the guild was.

Until this moment, an elderly man among the residents let out a sigh and gazed at Rhode hopelessly. "I'm sorry, Sir. We don't want to do this. But, after all these years, we really can't tolerate it anymore."