Chapter 1622 Dungeon Speedrunner 4
"No. You don't have to give us your reward! That's yours!" Herman did not want to take the treasure chest from the top contribution. He was not that shameless to hog that after Tang Shaoyang finished the first floor in just an hour.
Tang Shaoyang shook his head, "No, you can take the treasure chest as promised." He did not think that inside the chest was so valuable for him to take. From what he remembered, he had hundreds of them in his treasury, if not thousands. Such a treasure chest was given out as a reward for his soldiers.
Herman insisted not to take the treasure chest, "Please take it, Sir Tang Shaoyang. That will leave me at ease if you take the chest. You have done enough to help us secure the Demi-God Dungeon."
"Then we will take it," Zhang Mengyao took the treasure chest instead of letting the no-ending conversation continue, "Let's depart for the next floor."
"What about Sir Tang Shaoyang's summons?" Herman asked, not seeing the summons around them. He thought they had not returned from killing the monsters.
"Ah, they returned half an hour ago, and they have been recalled back."
Herman was shocked and frustrated at the same time. Deep inside, he pent up his frustration, knowing that Tang Shaoyang seemed to be getting further and further as time went on. He did not see the gap between them closing, at all. Now, Tang Shaoyang had many summons that could do the job, doing a much better job than him and his strongest team.
Chief Mason had it worse than his King. He and the other four, who disagreed calling The Tang Empire as assistance, had it worse. Especially after hearing the summons returned half an hour ago. That meant, those summons wiped out more monsters than them along with the boss, more than what they could do in an hour. This was a reality check for him, realizing that everything General Advisor Frans told him was right. He had been reminded and warned time and time again, but now he realized that the gap between them and The Tang Empire was as big as Frans told him, or maybe even bigger.
"Thank god, you came in time," The man looked relieved, "Please follow me. I will introduce you to The Guard Captain of our town."
As they followed the man, the tense crowd looked a bit hopeful with the addition of twenty mercenaries. The gripping atmosphere filled the town. The people of the town which was left by just the elderly, women, and children gathered to pray.
The black smoke billowed from the area ahead of them, not too far from the town. It seemed there was a battle recently right outside the city.
The man led them to the watchtower where the town mayor and the guard captain were, "My Lord! My Lord! I have brought the mercenary from the Briganzine Empire!"
The man barged into the room where a man in armor was accompanied by two men with slightly worse armor. The three looked toward the door as Herman entered the room.
The man in armor stood up, and looked a bit hopeful when he heard the news, "How many!?" That was the first thing he asked.
"Twenty mercenaries and they are from The Green Hornet!" While the man who guided them gained hope for the town, the Mayor of the town was not so pleased when he heard the number. The slight hope in his eyes was immediately gone when he heard it was just twenty people.
The threat was an army of undead, what twenty men could do. If it was a hundred men, then there might be a little hope. What could twenty men do to change their doomed fate?
"It's better than nothing, My Lord," The Guard Captain tried to comfort his lord, "We just hope the necromancer will leave and change his target if we are persistent enough to defend the city!"