Chapter 642 - Two Letters. Two Paths (2/3)
Chapter 642: Two Letters. Two Paths (2/3)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Really?”
Sol’s companions crowded around him to catch a glimpse at the content. Even though Sol was the most steady person in the entire group, he appeared seemingly to be struck heavily by a large hammer on the back of his head and couldn’t differentiate between coordinates. However, he forcefully sucked in a deep breath to calm himself down and shook his puzzled head.
“I don’t know, but the stamp on it looks real. The other party wants us to join and fight for him. As a reward, he will permit us to have our own homes in the Land of Atonement and guarantees that we will not be persecuted there…”
“Let me take a look.”
The red-haired young lady took over the letter and the crowd shifted to her side to listen attentively. “… As the overlord of Paphield, I invite everyone to my territory in the name of the overlord. If you are willing, I believe that we will have a great time working together. I need your strength as Half-Demons to fight for me. As a reward, I will accord you the privileges of residing in the Fortress of my Land of Atonement. You will live as an official civilian of the Munn Kingdom. I understand your predicament, and I guarantee that none of you will be mistreated in my territory…”
The bustling broken hall gradually quietened to a silence as the red-haired young lady read aloud while the ice-cold wind whizzed. “… As keepsake, I have included this badge. If you are willing to visit my Land of Atonement, head to the Fishermen Tavern in Black Fin Coast. I’ve prepared chariots there and as long as you flash this badge, the chariots will transport you to the Land of Atonement and there won’t be any obstructions along the way. I sincerely look forward to your arrival. Grenbell Overlord, Rhode Alander…”
The red-haired young lady lifted her head and turned to Sol. The latter took the letter over from her and slid the hard object out of the envelope. A badge in the shape of a four-pointed star emanating faint magical radiance landed on his hand. Sol gazed with a complicated glint and the others broke the silence.
“What should we do? What do you guys think?”
“Why does this sound like a trap to me? Is the Grenbell overlord really that kind? We’re Half-Demons! Aren’t they afraid that the Church will reproach them for offering shelter to us?”
“We shall head to the Land of Atonement… No matter what he wants us to do, this is our only chance, after all.”
“But Brother Sol, that man doesn’t seem to be a nice person…”
“It is this reason that we must head over all the more.”
“Eh?”
The group jumped back in surprise because why would Sol take the risk despite knowing the dangers? Sol let out a bitter laugh and spread his arms apart.
“You see. Since even we know that the evaluations of this overlord aren’t great, I’m sure he knows about it too. We naturally will be on the alert after hearing the rumors and since he still invited us, it proves that he isn’t helping us out of sympathy. Instead, he truly needs our strength. The letter clearly indicated that he needs the strength of us, Half-Demons, to fight for him, so there surely won’t be easy battles in future. This isn’t giving alms to the poor, but rather a business transaction. We contribute with our strength and he gives us a shelter where we can fit in. I think that’s a fair exchange. So I’ve decided to head into the Land of Atonement. No matter what, this is our only chance left.”
The group pondered in silence, but eventually nodded in agreement. However… Some of them were still concerned.
“I don’t really trust that overlord. It’s understandable that he welcomes us, but he guarantees that we wouldn’t be discriminated in the Land of Atonement… This sounds more like boasting to me.”
Although the group was dubious, they were clear that they had no other choices left.