Chapter 155: Murloc Castle

  The red glow pierced through the misty water vapor, outlining a rainbow of colors.

  A gentle breeze blew, dispersing the bright light.

  Only a faint mist remained, lingering in solitude.

  The patrolling soldiers stared longingly into the fog.

  The figure they were waiting for still had not appeared.

  Bored, they g the stantly howling murlocs, too tired to deal with them anymore.

  At that moment, a deafening roar came from above.

  The soldiers heard the familiar sound and their faces lit up with joy, shouting:

  "It's Lord Yaya!"

  "The Lord must have sent someone."

  "Hmph, the vilge chief of Field said so this m, but you didn’t believe him. Now you know you were wrong, huh?"

  "Heh heh, finally someone came to help us deal with these murlocs."

  "Hey, don't get too cocky. Get ready for battle; we still o opee to assist them."

  "..."

  A dull sound echoed through the air as Yaya's silver-white figure gracefully nded on the wall, letting out a long howl.

  Without any high-ranking murlo charge, the murloc horde, terrified by the dragon's might, colpsed to the ground in fear before scattering in all dires, leaving only footprints in the muddy ground.

  Finding it b, Yaya fpped her wings and soared bato the sky uhe soldiers' admiring gazes.

  Not long after, a clear cry echoed from the distance.

  The vilge chief of Field, who stood atop the camp, signaled for the horn to be blown, his brows showing a hint of tension.

  The murloc camp in the s had already attracted an attack from thousands of murlocs. Would Bay Town, situated by the Silvermoon River, face eveer danger?

  Fortunately, people from Bay Town had arrived, which meant there should be no danger.

  Half an hour ter.

  The vilge chief of Field heard Beelzebub say.

  Bay Town had been attacked by tens of thousands of murlocs, but uhe Lord’s and, they were easily dealt with, prompting him to sincerely excim:

  "Thank goodhe Lord is here, or we’d be in big trouble!"

  Recalling the agony of being hit by a "Mind Storm," Beelzebub instinctively rubbed his head and nodded in agreement, saying:

  "That's right. If it weren't for the Lord’s fht in spending a great deal to build the walls, the town would have suffered heavy losses."

  If Beelzebub hadn’t brought it up, the vilge chief of Field wouldn’t have realized. After a few clicks of astonishment, he curiously asked:

  "Why did the Lord send the Arist back to the murloc camp? What’s the purpose?"

  Before Beelzebub could answer, Mattheas sloroag, said aloud:

  "Gather everyone in the camp. Every single person should know the Lord’s orders."

  "Knight Ange, you will now annouhe Lord's orders!"

  The vilge chief of Field was slightly startled. He held deep respect for this mysterious Arist who had suddenly arrived ierritory.

  It wasn't just because of his power, but also his mystery!

  Endless "Fireball" spells!

  Swift casting of various spells with just a wave of his hand!

  An unfathomable and overwhelming presence!

  All of this made the vilge chief of Field extremely curious.

  Ange nodded. Regarding the Lord's arras to ceal "his" identity, she would only fully cooperate.

  Once everyone, including the stru team, had gathered, Ange loudly announced:

  "Acc to the Lord’s information, a sizable underground ruin has been discovered in the area he murloc camp."

  "In the near future, many adventurers will e to explore this underground ruin."

  "The purpose of our murloc camp is to provide venience for these adventurers, assisting them ier expl the ruins."

  "Of course, during this period, we must maintain order and ehat the Lord’s will and ws are effectively enforced."

  "Our first task is to quickly transform the murloc camp into a Murloc Castle!"

  Ange's clear voice echoed through the entire camp, bringing ued excitement to all the soldiers and stru workers.

  It turned out that the Lord had sent them here not just to stand guard but had entrusted them with a more important mission.

  Seeing that no one seemed to object, Ange tinued with momentum:

  "Everyone's hard work will naturally be rewarded."

  "Every soldier will receive a daily subsidy of two silver s, and the stru workers will receive a daily subsidy of one silver ."

  Upon hearing this, the already motivated crowd became even more enthusiastic.

  The Lord certainly hadn't fotten them!

  As night fell.

  The stru workers did not rest. They seized the st moments to duct measurements.

  They o make further modifications and adjustments to the stru pn.

  The soldiers rotated their shifts aed to ensure maximum stamina and bat strength.

  Ange led patrols throughout the camp, cheg and reinf any potential weaknesses in the defenses.

  After a busy day in the boratory, Matthew projected his sciousness over, ready to rex and at the same time search for the general location of the ruins.

  After all, the soohe ruins were discovered, the quicker his pns for making money and development could proceed.

  Yaya, who had been sn for half the day, perked up, ready for adventure.

  This little creature had bee increasingly fond of trolling her illusion es for bat and exploration.

  After firming that most of the work in the camp rogressing steadily, Matthew delegated authority to Ange.

  Under her curious gaze, Matthew climbed onto Yaya's slightly rger bad together they flew into the sky.

  Watg their departing figures, Aook a deep breath and began training, preparing to make up for the time lost during the journey.

  Despite having many flying experiehe more authentic feeling still made Matthew marvel:

  "Only in games do they care about band pleteness. In the real world, flying requires so many siderations."

  The howling winds, the ever-l temperature as they asded, the narrowing view as their speed increased.

  After experieng it firsthand, Matthew cluded that unless one's strength was suffit, it was better not to attempt flying too often.

  The higher you fly, the harder you fall!

  After casting a mana shield on himself and fiuning the sensitivity, Matthew finally withstood the blowing wind and shifted his focus to the misty s below.

  It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that he could see nothing below!

  So, Matthew simply closed his eyes and began honing his perception.

  There was nothing else to do!

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