Chapter 134: Players' Underground Activity
Open menu
This site requires javascript to function.

Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game Chapter 134: Players' Underground Activity

Beneath Indahl's west city gate, a tall, burly, bald man dressed in the uniform of a high-ranking servant, standing by the road, looked over at the noisy crowd gathered in the mule and horse market just outside the city gates.

As the sky gradually darkened, villagers heading out of the city and townspeople coming in formed a queue at the gates. The bustling noise of the crowd did little to drown out the wails emanating from there.

A well-dressed man on horseback with servants in tow, seemingly returning from a hunting expedition on his estate, glanced toward the mule and horse market and asked the guards at the gate, "What's going on there?"

One of the gate guards, recognizing the crest of nobility on the carriage, bowed respectfully. "Those are unruly soldiers being exiled by the city defense force, sir."

"Oh?" The gentleman raised an eyebrow, reining in his horse and gazing in intrigue toward the market.

Several seconds later, the guards heard him mutter, "Never mind, there's no need," before he spurred his horse into the city.

Commoners squeezing to get into the city instinctively made way for the clearly distinguished nobleman and watched as he disappeared into the city.

Ben silently watched this scene before he turned to enter the city. Being a native of the Rhine Kingdom and having worked for his previous employer in Weisshem for several years, he understood why the noble had thought about intervening.

The young soldiers being dismissed by the city defense force could have been easily recruited as personal guards for a small price.

However, the severity of the Bartalis family's "exile" punishment meant that it would be costlier to recruit them. After all, they were merely some commoners with a slightly cleaner background (sons of good families) and some fighting ability. It wasn't worth offending the Bartalis family just for this.

The west gate was a fair distance from Prant Street, and it took Ben a brisk half-hour walk to reach 063.

On hearing Ben's report, Zhao Zhenzhen couldn't help but laugh.

We are unable to load the verification.
Please unblock any scripts or login to continue reading.

Novel Notes

Special thanks to Tetra editing
——————————————————————————————
Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/beetlebarker
Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/beetlebarker
BeetleBarker's Discord:  https://discord.gg/bEr3QYN

Checkout my other novels:

I'm Really Not The Demon God's Lackey
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin