Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue): Round Table Conference
Since the girl presiding at the head of the table was so confident, Tulas had nothing to worry about.
They would deal with whatever came their way.
It would take some time for those foreign players to find their headquarters, and in that time, they could do many things.
“How many Golem Soldiers do we have now?”
After a pause, the mysterious person at the head of the table asked again.
“Reporting, Lord. Currently, there are over ten thousand Golem Soldiers in the Winterbreaking Fortress. However, we’ve run out of gold, and the production of Soul Cores has stopped. The production of Magic Cores is still ongoing.”
The purpose of selling Winter City standard equipment was to obtain more gold.
The Orc territory was recognized as having the most gold on the entire continent. There, they could sell exquisite equipment at high prices. In addition, several other covert channels were selling herbs, Magic energy equipment, and other items to the Orc Royal Court to acquire gold.
Kalunka never cared that selling these supplies to the Orcs would greatly enhance their strength. This was because, within the Kalunka Empire, they possessed much more advanced equipment. Helping the Orcs become stronger would at most only give the few Knight Empires on the North Continent a headache.
The Wintery Empire, in particular, which was adjacent to the Orc Royal Court, bore the brunt of this.
“Still ten thousand Golem Soldiers?”
The mysterious girl at the head of the table touched her chin, her purple double pupils filled with thought.
After a pause, she spoke, “First, dispatch five thousand Golem Soldiers to the location where the equipment was lost. If possible, retrieve that batch of equipment. However, to be safe, sell this to the Orcs urgently to immediately resume the production line of Soul Cores. We might be going to war with the King of Winter soon.”
As she spoke, she took out a palm-sized, spaceship-shaped object from her embrace.
The Sages around her immediately advised against it, saying, “My Lady, this absolutely cannot be done!”
“Yes, the Magic energy shuttle is already considered quite advanced technology in Kalunka. What if the Orcs learn it?”
“If His Majesty knew about this, it might affect your status in the Empire afterward.”
The girl did not take these words to heart at all. She sneered and said,
“The most important thing now is to obtain enough gold. No matter how core the Magic energy shuttle is, it’s just a means of transportation. Besides, do the Orcs really have the ability to learn the technology of the Magic energy shuttle? Relying on those goblins who mess around all day and are lazy and gluttonous?!”
“This…” The Sages fell silent.
It seemed to be true. A small Magic energy shuttle could only carry thirty people. The invention of the Magic energy shuttle was the crystallization of hundreds of years of wisdom of Kalunka’s Alchemists. If such a thing could be easily replicated by the Orcs, what would their alchemy be worth? They might as well have their nation destroyed.
“Furthermore, I never cared about my power and status in the Empire. The First Prince will always be the successor of Kalunka. I hope everyone present remembers that if you utter similar words in the future, I will have no choice but to send you to the Court of Reason.”
The girl’s voice was not stern, but the atmosphere in the Conference Hall suddenly turned icy.
“Do you have any other questions?”
“No.”
“Then now, let’s begin!”
After the command was issued, the Sages of Kalunka turned into magical mist and gradually disappeared from their seats.
Only Tulas and the red rosewood round table remained in the vastConference Hall. He walked slowly to the table and picked up the statue of the knight who had nailed the throne with a sword.
“Balner, I already understand your situation. Although you failed this mission, given the special circumstances, I will not overly punish you. Next, I will give you five thousand Golem Soldiers and twenty Templar Knights. You must do your best to retrieve that batch of equipment and closely monitor the King of Winter’s movements. Doesn’t Pine City still have a Bishop? Call him to join you!”
Tulas’s voice, after being converted through the knight statue, was transmitted to the fortress hall. Balner, who was kneeling on the ground, shivering and awaiting his tragic fate, felt as if he had heard divine music.
What did that Lord just say? He not only didn’t punish him but was even giving him five thousand Golem Soldiers to resolve the previous problem!? He straightened his back. This was his chance to shine!
“Lord, your mercy is as brilliant as the sun and moon! I will strictly follow your command. With so many Golem Soldiers, I will definitely retrieve all the lost equipment!!”
Without receiving a response, he knelt on the ground for a while longer, then quietly raised his head. He saw that the light in the knight statue’s helmet had already dissipated. It seemed that the Lord had already left, and this was tacit approval.
Balner stood up. His legs were already a bit numb from kneeling for so long. Platyr and (Player Name) (M) cleverly supported Balner’s arms, one on each side.
“Congratulations, Lord!”
“Indeed, this time it’s a blessing in disguise!”
Upon hearing this, Balner looked smug and deliberately put on an indifferent expression, but the corners of his mouth were uncontrollably curving upwards.
“Cough, cough, remain humble and not complacent. This kind of thing is common in our The Winterbreaking Organization, and the Lord is very merciful. I am not an exception.” After saying a few perfunctory words, Balner led everyone down the corridor on the left.
This was the route to the Golem Soldier production workshop of the Winterbreaking Fortress. Balner had never been there before due to a lack of authority. Now that the Lord had said he could command five thousand Golem Soldiers, it meant he had the authority to go there.
After walking for about ten minutes, they reached the end of the corridor. They saw a circular door covered in ethereal blue magic energy, guarded by two Golem Soldiers as usual. However, these two Golem Soldiers obviously had more complex structures, and their armor appeared more imposing and ornate. Red light flickered in the V-shaped helmet’s eye slits, and they held their swords with one hand, exuding a fierce aura.
[Kalunka Soldier Type 2]
[Level: 52]
Nobody Does Human Things (M) silently recorded this information. Type 2 Golem Soldiers had already reached level fifty, meaning their combat power was comparable to that of a seasoned Great Knight.
“Identity verification successful. Welcome, Balner. You may be present in the manufacturing plant for thirty minutes.” The Golem Soldiers said mechanically before opening the path and the magic energy door.
As the magic energy door slowly rose, a huge factory gradually appeared before the Players. The factory was divided into four sections, each connected by numerous teleportation arrays. Countless Golem creatures moved between these four workshops, and their carts were piled high with various materials.
There were alchemical machines over ten meters tall, which grabbed materials like octopus claws; there were magic energy belts similar to conveyor belts where various parts were rapidly transported; and there were all sorts of impressive-looking equipment, where the bodies of Golem Soldiers were assembled by robotic arms.
If not for the runes carved everywhere and the flashing magical light. Nobody Does Human Things (M) and (Player Name) (M) might have thought they had traveled to a modern assembly line!
Brothers, income has been halved.
After the Penguin finishes the outline, he might be able to write three books.
The update progress will remain the same; two chapters will not be lacking in content.
New book directions:
(1) Special Apocalypse
(2) Special Beast Taming
(3) Invincible Demon King Protagonist Novel
(4) Dream of the Red Chamber Fanfiction
(5) Ancient Fictional, Confucianism and Sainthood.
One of them, many ideas…
