Chapter 38 XXXVIII

POV Change

Somewhere else, a certain governor could be seen standing on the wall that Kingsley had erected in his territory. Beside him were small multicoloured blob-like creatures, the man simply stood there with his mouth wide open.

If someone were to tell him that he was dreaming then he would have surely believed it. No one knew about the strength of a being more than those weaker than it and at the moment, that statement seemed to suit him well. Before he became a governor, he had watched an Orc smash one of his slimes into oblivion but here they were being killed as though they were flies.

Within just a few minutes, there was already a pile of bodies around his territory that formed a second wall. In the time it had taken him to get from his castle to the wall was enough for this to form. If before he was just sceptical about Kingsley's strength, now Kingsley was no different from a God in his eyes.

"You guys, spread out, kill anything that passes the body wall" Jerry shouted as his slimes started moving away from him to spread themselves evenly around the wall.

Even after they had all moved to complete his orders, he didn't remain idle as he picked up the sniper rifle that was given to him. Well… he had requested it since he didn't want to leave the safe zone that was now his territory after all he had to survive to find his son.

Getting on the ground, Jerry placed the Sniper and got ready to start shooting. He hadn't been idle since he was given the gun, he immediately started practising with the gun to get used to the feeling of shooting before the event started.

During this practice, he finally understood what Kingsley meant when he said, he shouldn't worry about ammunition. He had initially thought that Kingsley would produce more using that weird talent of his; instead, he was faced with a gun that never ran out of ammunition.

The small magazine could somehow contain near infinite ammo but that wasn't all, it came in two types. The regular bullets and the armour piercing rounds, he wasn't too sure exactly how effective the bullets would be on the monsters considering that this was another world all together but looking at the monster pile he could say that it worked fine.

From the way he saw things, his or his slime's help wasn't needed to survive this wave but since he had been demoted to Governor, he wasn't receiving any experience from these monsters and thus wouldn't level up so he had to kill some himself. Taking aim, he shot at an orc that seemed bigger and more powerful than the rest, as soon as the bullet hit its chest, a small hole was formed and it dropped to the floor.

Of course, Jerry had chosen the armour piercing rounds as his regular bullets. He didn't want to take any chances and seeing that the bullets worked like a charm, he became much more confident as he began reducing their numbers with one shot equalling a dead monster.

A similar event could be seen taking place in the territories of nearly all the governors under Kingsley. Some were more radical as they left their castle walls but at the end, all were safe and their levels skyrocketed beyond the normal.

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In another part of the forest, a certain girl could be seen hiding in her castle as she peeped to see her soldiers fighting against the near infinite monsters. She was hiding because she didn't want to get impaled by some stray spear and all.

Nobody told her that the monsters would also aim at her and not the angels she sent out. Feeling lucky since the attempt on her life failed, she immediately hid after all she had no combat power that she could use to help.

Just a few metres beyond the wall-less castle, a large clearing could be seen with a single monstrous but holy being at its centre. The monsters tried all they could, but couldn't make it move or injure it as it continued mowing them down like grass. Everywhere it passed became filled with blood and dismembered carcasses.

All around the battlefield, one could easily spot ten of these large clearings and each one occupied by the Angels. Stephanie knew that her Angels were powerful both physically and in terms of magic but due to their low levels, she was stuck with hiding while they battled. Her luck may be much more powerful than the average person's but it was still luck, you have no control as to when it works in your favour.

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POV Change

In a mountainous area, a young man could be seen hiding behind his damaged castle's throne as he continued hearing terrible news after another. He was given a B-rank Talent and C-rank troops and had initially thought he could use them to gain some power for himself but from what he could see, that was never going to happen.

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Your Wind Wolf has been killed. You have 6 more remaining

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The system message appeared again and immediately he burst into tears. He had chosen to defend himself alone simply because he thought his troops and talent would help him overcome the odds but clearly things weren't going his way.

His talent was simply called [Blessing] and it functioned like the same way support abilities worked in games. He was a buff master and his Wind wolves were the best when it came to speed but that didn't mean anything when compared to the unending tide of monsters.

Even with his boosts, the situation didn't change much as their defence was way weaker compared to their other stats and he could only buff a certain aspect of a person's stats at any given time. His abilities were good but it wasn't helping him at the moment.

"Sniff…. System can I still submit to another lord" he said as he cleaned his tears,

At this rate, he would never make it. The event had just begun and he had already lost 3 of his wolves. who knew how much more he would lose if things continued as it was

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The lords have the final say in their territories, whether you submit or not is none of the system's business.

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Hearing the system's words, a small seed of hope appeared in his heart. He could already feel death looking over him, his wolves were fast and powerful but against this tide, they would eventually tire out and die.

"Then I submit to Lord [Kingsley]" he said the first thing that popped into his mind.

Those who submitted to him talked about him like he was some god and what he needed now was help from a god. Hopefully what they said was correct.