Alien world

Chapter 1879, Section 512: The Second Stage
The candidate for King of Feathers looks a bit... off.

The sorcerer's weakness is thus revealed—Annan is completely clueless, doesn't recognize anyone, and can only remember their names to ask Olmedo later.

The thirteen candidates vying for the new king stood in a row, all young men, with a little boy mixed in—though Annan was already twenty, he wasn't the youngest.

The Skeleton King behind Annan spoke up, succinctly stating that he would summon them once everything was ready, and then adjourned the meeting.

The Supreme Kings did not give the candidates a chance to communicate—once the competition began, they had plenty of time to do so.

Back in reality, Annan hurriedly left the garden and went to Olmedo, who was still in his office.

Olmedo looked up but didn't see Annan clutching the parchment he always carried with him.

First, we can rule out the possibility that Annan memorized the speech, so the answer is obvious.

What is a Tower Knight?

……

crunch - crunch -

The gondola carrying the knight golems slowly rose, swaying back and forth in the wind at that height, crashing against the city walls with a creaking sound as it succumbed to the weight.
"Slow down, slow down..."

Henry quickly spoke to the resistance fighters who had come to help.

The berserker laughed at it: "These golems can't even bite through ratmen, are you afraid of them touching you?"

"They are heroes who protected the Great Wall of the North. If your heroes were treated roughly, could you accept it?" Henry spat out his words.

The berserker was speechless. This seemingly reckless but actually sensitive guy mumbled a few words and slowed down his movements.

Soon, the golems were hoisted up, and the berserker led several warriors to carry them over and place them on the city wall.

Henry lent a hand from the sidelines, though he could no longer distinguish which one was fighting alongside him. But it didn't matter; the golem's soul was overjoyed and would surely protect him!
The craftsmen from Liberty City inspected the golems' conditions. Many were in good condition and could continue fighting once charged. Others had injuries, such as dented chests or missing limbs, but these were not serious as long as their cores were intact.

The body is just a part that can be replaced at any time.

Only those with damaged cores, such as those affected by fel energy, burned by oil, or impacted during a fall, are completely destroyed and can only be taken back and rebuilt.

In short, of the 1,300 golems, after spending a day pulling them out of the rat swarm and piecing them together for maintenance, there were still a little over 1,000 usable ones, which is already considered a very low loss ratio. Lords are unwilling to buy golems because they have extremely low cost-effectiveness and can only be used as consumables.

Otherwise, who could refuse a loyal golem that will never betray them?
Bringing this data back, along with the defensive battle footage taken by the reconnaissance airship, should give the golem orders a peak.

The golems were dragged up, and some missing remains were found. The rat carcasses were pushed out by the knight golems who had started working again, at least away from the city walls.

North of the Great Wall is barren, inhabited only by ratmen, so there's no need to worry about spreading the plague.

While rat flesh is considered smelly and unpalatable by other species, plants don't mind. If the war ends this year, a lush grassland will likely appear beyond the Great Wall in the north next year…

On the city wall, soldiers other than the Hellfire Legion sat in twos and threes, enjoying the faint, putrid breeze from the north, discussing their life ideals and the future.

During this time, a letter from the city lord's mansion was delivered to Fermi and the others.

[Commanders:]

You have done a great job. Annan, I, Italia, and the continent of Allen have all seen your performance.

Peace has been restored at the Wall in the north, but the war continues beyond the Greybeard Mountains. The Kingdom of Dimon has been unable to capture it, and the Skaven are clearly aware of this; Oldval is the key to the situation. Taking Oldval will open our path to the North.

I appoint Fermi as the commander of this operation. You must do your best to support the Kingdom of Dimon while ensuring your own safety. Helping them is helping ourselves.

Invincible.

After a few days of rest, Free City, having almost perfectly completed the first phase, has begun the second phase of its mission: supporting the Kingdom of Dimon.

Annam thought there was some truth to what the King of Feathers said, but as long as there was some truth to it, the fact that the Empire wanted to form an alliance with him was undeniable.

The wheat ripened a thousand times, and the empire formed an alliance for the first time.

The empire is willing to include you in their game; if you don't prove yourself, you'll be a real disappointment.

Even a toothpick, a stone, or a Martin can have its uses!

"How are the soldiers resting?" Fermi asked Frank.

Commissar Frank replied succinctly and forcefully: "We are ready for battle."

This mission did not require them to split their forces, which means that the Hellfire Legion, Ranger Legion, Punishment Legion, and Alien Legion will be mobilized in an unprecedented manner.

After all, this time their enemy is that "nine percent".

The resistance fighters knew they were leaving, and the berserkers ran up to block the door, shouting, "We want to go too!"

Frank asked him, "If you come with us, what will happen to the Great Wall in the north?"

"The ratmen are still here, so there's no use in us living on the Wall. Kill all the ratmen, and the Wall will be safe!" The berserker's answer was barbaric, very imperial.

After discussion, Frank and the others agreed to allow the resistance fighters to follow them, but on one condition—each person had to prepare a will.

Liberty City does not accept unsung heroes.

The garrison at the northern Great Wall and the militia who came to help were no longer fit to follow; they would continue to guard the northern Great Wall and clear out the swarms of rats that had wandered over.

On the eve of his departure, Fermi sent a messenger to contact the army of the Kingdom of Dimon, who returned with news of Grand Marshal Galkin.

The ratmen swarmed in from all directions, while the Kingdom's army remained locked in a stalemate outside Old Vale. Having learned that Liberty City had halted the rat horde's advance on the Northern Wall, he refused Liberty City's direct assistance, instead hoping they could advance from the Greybeard Mountains to relieve pressure from one direction.

Even if they were to reunite with the Free City forces at this point, it would only mean that the Kingdom's army was now surrounded, while the Free City army and the Free City army were now surrounded.

Fermi accepted Grand Marshal Galkin's suggestion: if the ratmen attacked the Kingdom of Dimon from both sides, they could also attack the ratmen from both sides.

Meanwhile, the reconnaissance airship following the gray-haired rat priest circled around the Gray Mountain Range—the gray-haired rat was going in circles, seemingly hiding from something or searching for something.

The scout knights continued their pursuit, while a force of nearly ten thousand, comprised of Free Army and Resistance troops, set off to support the Kingdom of Dimon and eliminate any ratmen they encountered along the way.

……

At this time, the Winter Legion was still all alone, chasing the foolish thieves around the territories of their trading partners.

There was nothing they could do; the smart ones had already hidden themselves away, leaving only the stupid ones who couldn't even hear the wind and were getting beaten up.

(End of this chapter)