After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

Not far away from them was a little encounter between two women in Bleumrick’s harem. They were both dressed extravagantly, surrounded by friends and followers, followed closely by several servants each.

So, when they were face to face, it looked somewhat like a gang fight, except people were beautiful and dressed well.

They were shopping in the City’s premier shopping street, which was a wide street at the border of the inner and outer towns. The shops abutting the avenue were all stores associated with the rich.

”Lady Elya,” one of the women greeted first, and her followers did the same. The address was respectful, but there was a glint of arrogance behind her eyes.

”Iva.”

It was between Elya Trion, who had already given birth, and Iva, who was a relatively new addition to his group of women.

Iva was a noble, but not that high-level, especially in a big city like Bleulle. Her foundation was not even in the city, but was in Hubble Town, which was an allied town.

It baffled Elya’s party how this woman had the confidence to think that they were at the same level.

It was just that she had a strong allure and was very good at seducing the Lord, which earned her a place. In terms of backing, however, she really could not compare to Elya’s, which was the Trion family.

The only scandal their family had was Estra, who had recently been sighted in Alterra. Regardless, their family was the undisputed top family in Bleulle, ahead of top two by miles.

Iva was Veronica’s cousin, albeit their relationship couldn’t be called intimate. She was just sent to the Lord’s bed by her family, regardless of whether she was willing or not.

She was very willing to grab the wealth, though.

Iva had recently gotten pregnant after downing all the fertility pills, but instead of the old versions, Iva managed to get a hold of the new ones from Alterra.

This was with the help of her uncle, the Lord of Hubble, but she did not know it was thanks to Veronica that they managed to secure this high-demand item.

In Alterra, this was something purchased with gold and contribution points, and it always came in limited stocks. Veronica spent a sizable amount of money to send some to her family, as she knew her mother had been worried for her brother’s future offspring.

The guy wasn’t even married, but, well...mothers would be mothers. Her brother wasn’t in a relationship, but her mother was already super concerned about whether he could still conceive at his level.

However, due to circumstances and relatives’ begging, they ended up giving this precious thing away for Iva.

Whether Iva would be thankful or not was unknown, but she did feel fortunate that she used the Alterran version rather than the others. The side effects of the old one were too vivid!

Iva looked at Elya, who had aged years after getting pregnant. ”What beautiful child,” Iva said, looking at the stroller being pushed next to Elya. ”You and the Lord all look good together.”

Translation: You look like your child’s grandmother.

Elya’s jaw clenched and her deep eyes stared at the arrogant woman in front of her.

Both of them got pregnant through the pills. The side effect was that people aged faster, particularly when used excessively. The new versions did not have this side effect.

”I still have a pill left,” Iva said, showing off the ’crystal’ bottle and gently shaking it to prove that it was real. ”If you give me some property, I can exchange this for you.”

She looked at the women around them. Both of their lackeys were groups of noblewomen! ”I can sell this to whoever can offer me more.”

The women and the women around them couldn’t help but gaze solemnly at the medicine.

They would get some, too!

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Bleumrick was currently unaware that the mysterious Lord he found so annoying had already landed in his turf, nor did he know his harem members were being decent to each other.

He liked women fighting over him, so he always handled his harem with some partiality, making the others suffer by lifting up one or two. If they were being friendly, he’d find someone to sow discord.

It was his way of keeping power in check. He definitely didn’t want them to form cliques, wanting the women to be emotionally dependent on him as well.

Speaking of unity...

At this time, he was staring at the dwarf corpse in front of him.

”Really dead?” he asked, annoyed.

The servant nodded solemnly. ”When it found out that old dwarf’s corpse was long gone, it decided to commit suicide than continue to serve us.”

Bleumrick cursed. ”Useless.”

The world knew that Bleulle once had dwarven slaves, but the last one died decades ago. What people did not know was that they had managed to lure in two more dwarves using the old dwarf’s corpse.

He had some of their scouts who had been following clues to dwarves. It didn’t work, but they made sure to spread the news of the dwarf’s body in nearby taverns.

Dwarves had a very strict practice when it came to burying their dead. They had a ceremony where elders would take most of the deceased’s beard hair. They would then place it in special resin material which would be buried along with the rest of the body turned to ash.

If this wasn’t done, they firmly believed the dwarf would not live well in the dwarven afterlife.

When the last dwarf died, Bleumrick did not miss the chance to get his replacement. Sadly, there had been an accident in the workshop, and the corpse had been destroyed. It would’ve been much more effectvie to use it had it been preserved, but alas.

If only it could work on those damned dwarves! What a waste!

The dwarves would definitely never escape his clutches, and they knew it, so one of them decided to end his life rather than succumb even more.