Chapter 813: Chapter 540: The Move of Silver Wing City
Dordy’s words widened the eyes of the other two, their faces full of disbelief.
Rune had become the ruler of the Eight Peaks Mountain and had directly expelled Bellerga, another contender for the throne, from the Eight Peaks Mountain.
He was no longer permitted to return to the Dwarf territories.
This time, the war between the Eight Peaks Mountain and the Undead had bizarrely ended after raging up to now.
Inexplicably, Rune had also died, and Bellerga had become the new King.
Had their time stopped?
Issues that normally would require years or even decades to resolve had been settled so quickly on the Dwarf side?
Even Dordy, who delivered messages, had to confirm the news several times at the outset.
“Yes, Gray Iron City has reestablished contact with the Federation, and the past trade and military cooperation will continue. The King is indeed now Bellerga, and this has been confirmed by Gray Iron City,” Dordy repeated.
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Milton furrowed his brow, stroking the gemstone on his scepter.
He continued, “Then, is there any relation between Bellerga becoming King and the Undead?”
Similarly, Grigorya, the Mage Guild Master standing beside them, also looked towards Dordy.
The timing of Bellerga becoming King was too coincidental.
The Dwarves and the Undead had started and ended their war inexplicably.
Silver Wing City didn’t even know which side had won, but the message they received only mentioned the Dwarf King’s death and the expelled heir reclaiming the throne, becoming the new ruler.
Both men turned to Dordy, hoping he could provide an answer.
But Dordy also shook his head, “All of this is still uncertain. Gray Iron City has only conveyed through the Sound-transmitting Shell that the war has ended and that Bellerga has become King. No other information has been revealed.”
“Something’s not right, there must be some issue here,” Milton said with his brows still knitted together.
The Undead that had suddenly waged war against Gray Iron City.
The Gold Eating Queen that impeded the reinforcements, and Bellerga, who suddenly ended the war and became the King.
By the time the Federation confirmed that the Gold Eating Queen had departed and was about to send aid, Gray Iron City’s message came through.
The war had ended, and trade would continue.
All these events had occurred with alarming speed.
One event was linked to another.
It was as if all of these occurrences were part of a well-orchestrated scheme.
Everything was unfolding according to this laid-out plan.
The faces of Dordy and Milton were turning progressively uglier.
If all of this had been calculated by someone, it was truly terrifying.
Grigorya, seeing the two men turning paler and more solemn, said, “We shouldn’t always think the worst. It’s also possible that the Dwarves won the war, and after Rune’s death, they had no choice but to retrieve Bellerga to become the new King.”
That was a possibility.
But it seemed far-fetched.
Dordy took a deep breath and continued, “The reason I’ve called both of you here is to discuss the future relations with the Dwarves and the security around Silver Wing City. Whether it’s a coincidence or not, the Gold Eating Queen’s reappearance is a dangerous matter for Silver Wing City.”
The Federal Conference couldn’t be convened at just any time.
Now, such matters could only be first deliberated by the Hall of Justice, the Church, and the Mage Association before notifying the various cities.
The other two contemplated this and then Milton spoke first, “Since we’re not certain about the situation with the Dwarves, we can maintain our current relations. For Silver Wing City’s security, we can increase the patrols around the city.”
Grigorya nodded, “Our association can arrange for some Mages to join the patrols to enhance their safety, but the remuneration has to be provided by the Hall of Justice.”
The Mage Association is a platform for Mage communication and regulation.
They cannot demand that registered Mages undertake responsibilities; they need to motivate these Mages through remuneration for missions.
So, the payment is to be provided by the Hall of Justice.
Dordy was silent for a moment before speaking again, “That’s all we can do for now. The Church and the Association will send additional personnel for patrols, and I will also inform the troops stationed at the border with the Eight Peaks Mountain to bolster their forces, to prevent any issues.”
Both men nodded, with no objections.
At that moment, Milton spoke up again, quietly saying, “There is a saint in the Church who often mentions the Undead to the north of Pruell City. He says that their numbers are constantly growing, and they have reached a terrifying magnitude. It’s highly probable that this is related to the happenings in Gray Iron City.”
The two looked towards Milton.
They knew which saint he was referring to.
After all, for a transmigrator to become a follower was a rare occurrence in the Church.
Dordy said, “City Lord Tawik of Pruell City did provide an explanation, stating that some wandering Undead had indeed appeared to the north, but their numbers weren’t large.”
City Lord Tawik had made explanations at the time.
Undead movements had indeed been detected to the north of Pruell City, but they were scattered, ordinary Undead.
Such Undead, born of dark powers, were not uncommon and posed no significant threat.
Additionally, since the area where the Undead were found was Orc territory and their numbers were small, Pruell City did not report it.
Milton shook his head, “The number of Undead far exceeds what he mentioned, and not just in Pruell City; even Lyss City is experiencing issues. I can feel the faith in the gods waning.”