After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World-Chapter 1258: Side of Basset Town (Part 2)
The spies were also asked to monitor Fargo's movements. So far, they knew he was working with the Rongo Mercenary Team, which had attacked Alterra back then.
They also heard he became the leader's lover.
That alone made them have a small but mean-spirited celebration.
He had also tried recreating their weapons and only had minor success with the crossbow, but had major failures when it came to gunpowder.
Heh, that's what he got for being arrogant. Did he think things would still go his way as it always had back in Terran?
However, it seemed like he was no longer in the Territory. They surmised he had probably traveled on foot because his oaths probably would not allow him to use a war array.
Another thing they had to consider was where the Lord was during wars. Each Lord had a different strategy, but in most cases—they'd be in hiding. After all, one never knew when they'd get attacked and lose the token.
Most citizens wouldn't mind this. Rather, they also preferred this most of the time. Even if the territory didn't disintigrate after the Lord's death during wars, the internal battles for the token afterwards tended to be quite bloody.
The Token's detachment during was not widespread, but it wasn't exactly a secret either, especially not in places with a Post Office like Towns.
For one, there were people who spread it out during wars to cause chaos during wars, as what Baltimore tried to do with Alterra back then. There were only a few Lords like Baltimore who could take such risks, but—after many years—how could it not spread among the well-informed?
Hence, even before the territory had become a Town, Bentro—the Lord of Basset Town—would usually hide in the Warehouse during wars.
There were also dozens of loyal and oath-bound guards assigned the warehouse, on top of the guards already assigned there.
There were even high-level walls and sentries placed around the warehouse, making it appear like a large building with citadels around it.
Although not a requirement, the spies naturally aimed for the best case scenario: To take the token away from the current Lord, one way or another.
Destroying the warehouse would be too difficult, so the best way to get the token—or at least get rid of the Lord—was to stop him from getting inside the warehouse in the first place.
Only the sentries received specific instructions. During wars, it would attack anyone, who was not the lord or anyone oath-bound to him, approaching the Warehouse.
Bentro was a top level person himself at level 42 when he was only 60 years old. Eagle was only level 27 and Chris was level 26. Not to mention the man's guards, they simply could not do anything about it.
However, they wanted to insist on taking the token—by nook or by crook—but they'd need some advice from the Elders to do so.
These were all things they had reported to Alterra via the messenger birds a few days ago. Today, they received a reply. The two of them headed to their room and opened the voice blockers. They also used Terran language in the small chance of someone spying in the walls and could do lip-reading.
"What did the letter say?" Eagle asked Chris, who had just received the letter through various inconspicuous methods.
"It's from Captain," he said, and the two went to read the instructions together.
'The Elders commend you for the diligence and resourcefulness in gathering the information.
However, we disagree with the plan you proposed. While taking away the Lord Token and/or killing the Lord would indeed be convenient for Alterra, it is not a requirement for winning the war.
To win, Alterra simply has to defend against the forces that comes our way. We have the resources to achieve that without having to sacrifice anyone from your side.
What the Elders had decided you can do—provided that it would not cause any of you harm—is to find a way to entice the nobles to fight for and obtain the token from Bentro.
It is preferred that you do not expose yourself, however, and it is ideal you find a way to manipulate or send messages without risking yourselves.
Again: This mission, while beneficial to Alterra, is not critical to winning the war. It is a mere preemptive measure, an advantage should the situation demand it.
You have already proven your competence and the information you have gathered is helpful and can be used for future endeavors.
As long as the tasks becomes too dangerous, you are ordered to abort it.
Your main mission shall be to return unharmed.'
They closed the letter and looked at each other, unable to hold back smiles.
"As expected of Alterra…" they said.
…though it made them want to work harder for it, instead.
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"So, what do we do now?"
"Well, they hadn't declared war yet. I'll send a message to the spies," Eagle said. "They might be able to gather new information, especially with the various changes going on to make way for the preparations."
If they found something they could take advantage of, then they would.
Speaking of Eagle, his main use here was his space. They also had a secret weapon in his space, but that one was too risky to use, especially when war hadn't started yet.
He was also there to take away enemy stocks in his space stone, if he could. If the war would be prolonged for the entire 28 hours, then the enemies might need to replenish their stocks. Eagle and Chris hoped to attack their supply as well.
"I'm pumped up for this mission," Eagle said, raising his fake arm. "It had been a while since we went through something like this. We had been fighting with brute force for a year now. I missed missions like these…"
Eagle was wearing a prosthetic arm developed by Eugene. Eugene also made legs for himself during this time, and had begun to streamline the process so more people could be helped.
It was a prosthetic arm made with pulleys and levers. It mimicked the natural movement of the remaining muscles as much as it could, particularly using the shoulder or upper arm.
It still didn't replace actual appendages, of course, but it was just enough for daily tasks like grabbing items, gripping small objects, and hugging one's wife.
They still hoped to receive Hoffen's potion though, which would take a long time even after the war.
Anyway, there were only the two of them among the soldiers sent here. Having so many elementalists grouped together was simply unlikely in Towns and already a cause of suspicion. Fortunately, their people were not dependent on that.
"War should be starting soon," Eagle said, peeking out the window. He observed the movement of the guards and the people presumably joining the war. At the very least, the declaration should come soon.
"Time to get to positions," Chris said, standing up to head out.
"Be careful," Eagle said. "You've got a wedding to get home to, remember?"
Chris' wedding with Aditi was already scheduled—in a few days, in fact—but his skill set was too useful for this mission so he was assigned there.
Anyway, the war would only last a day so there should be enough time for him to prepare.
Chris' eyebrows rose and he smiled a little. "Of course," he said. "How could I miss my own wedding?"
