Village Head's Debauchery
chapter-991

Korrin frowned deeply, his thoughts racing as he pondered the unexpected revelation.

He nodded at Eleanora before turning to the gods' chosens behind him. "Let's go." With that, he spread his wings and took them to the air, with the rest of his unit closely behind.

"Your Highness, wouldn't it have been better not to tell them about the Vylkr alloy mine?" Lord Asher asked, frowning.

Eleanora shook her head. "They would have discovered the Vylkr alloy mine sooner or later. By revealing it now, I've accelerated their discovery and pushed them to show their true colours to Paradise. A Runaway City on the brink of promotion to Grade Two must possess significant strength. This will give us a glimpse of Paradise's prowess," she responded.

She had no hope that the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City could defeat Paradise; she only wanted to see if they could draw out more of Paradise's forces. Apart from revealing the location of the Vylkr alloy mine, she hadn't lied-she had genuinely aligned herself with Paradise.

Lord Asher's eyes widened in realization, and he nodded firmly. "I see."

"In the meantime, let's wait for Sy'ra's return. Hopefully, Paradise will handle this issue themselves," Eleanora responded.

The leaders nodded, anticipating how Paradise would respond to the sudden crisis.

......

A distance away from the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City, one of the 2nd Unit Vanguard Team members of the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City asked, "Captain, do you believe what she said was the truth?"

Korrin shook his head. "I don't know. However, before we decide, let's head to the Sleeping Fox Runaway City and see if they have Patriarch Rylan and the Divine Artefact. We can also use the opportunity to confirm her words and determine if they are playing games with us," he responded, his eyes narrowing as he peered into the distance using the Arakocra racial skill, 'Keen Sight.'

In the distance, he could see a multi-floored building and a group of an unknown race protecting them, each casting effective techniques against the Vylkr vines, quickly subduing and destroying them to preserve the buildings within the defensive line.

Despite this, Korrin remained sceptical, believing that Former Queen Eleanora might be leading him into a trap.

.......

The Sleeping Fox Runaway City

"As I've mentioned earlier, Captain Korrin, I have ceded my authority and forces to Paradise. So, we are no longer interested in retrieving the Divine Artefact or Patriarch Rylan. The Vylkr alloy mine is owned by Paradise and is being harvested by them. If you want to get a hold of it, you must confront Paradise's forces," Lakul said, his solemn gaze fixed on Korrin.

"However, this is not a decision you have the authority to make on your own. You should return to the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City leaders and let them decide."

So, it's true! There's really a Vylkr mine here!

Korrin held back his emotions, his mind racing as he confirmed the existence of the Vylkr alloy mine and the mysterious force called Paradise.

He took a deep breath in and out to calm himself. "And where is this Paradise? I only see two Grade One Runaway Cities here. I don't see it anywhere," he responded.

After all, a force capable of quickly subduing two Grade One Runaway Cities must possess warriors comparable to those of a Grade Two Runaway City. However, he couldn't see any other Runaway City nearby, except for the activity beside the enormous crater, which made him doubt its credibility.

"Unfortunately, we don't know where it's located. They come and go as they please. All we know is that we are currently within its territory. If you're interested in meeting them, you can head to the activity in the distance below," Lakul responded, shaking his head.

Korrin's frown deepened. A supposedly powerful force that they had no knowledge of and couldn't locate. He suspected the leaders of the two Runaway Cities were truly leading him into a trap. However, now that he had received such significant information, even though he couldn't confirm its truth, he believed it best to use this opportunity to uncover the facts and re-strategize.

"I'll have to go to the crater to verify it myself. However, before that, I want you to accompany me, Former Emperor Lakul, so you can relay this information to the Leaders of the Trekking Tortoise Runaway City. I'll also inform Former Queen Eleanora of the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City," Korrin said, his gaze locked firmly on Lakul.

At Korrin's words, the expressions of the Leaders of the Sleeping Fox Runaway City darkened into deep frowns.

"It seems the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City has forgotten to teach their gods' chosen some manners," Lakul retorted, his smile twisting into something more sinister.

A Unit Captain ordering him to accompany them back to their Runaway City? How absurd! If he had no choice but to wait for Paradise's response to determine their next steps, he would have already ordered the Captain's head served on a platter.

"We are only taught to respect the strong. Unless you want to be forcibly dragged along, you should preserve what little dignity you have left after easily ceding your authority and the Sleeping Fox Runaway City. Come with us calmly," Korrin responded, activating his Devourer's Bracelet.

The faint sounds of gears shifting echoed around them, accompanied by the mighty thud of a heartbeat.

Almost instantly, countless violet feathered-winged figures soared into the sky, from tens to hundreds to thousands, surrounding them and painting the sky, blocking portions of the sunlight from penetrating. Several more figures emerged on the platform, landing around its edges and encircling the Sleeping Fox Runaway City leaders. Their Gearweavers aimed their weapons at Korrin and his unit members.

The atmosphere became tense, an ominous and oppressive chill spreading in their direction. "HAHAHAH!" Emperor Lakul's laughter boomed, dispelling the tension momentarily. "Korrin the Titan, you are as bold as the stories say. But, are you sure that threatening a Supreme Leader in his own Runaway City isn't a grave mistake?"

Having wasted enough time, Korrin didn't bother responding. He unfurled his wings and floated upwards, drawing his Gearweaver sword and holding it firmly in his grasp. "Go into formation," he commanded, glancing at his unit members.