Surviving The Fourth Calamity

51: Chapter 51: Return to the Fiefdom – Sorting Affairs 51: Chapter 51: Return to the Fiefdom – Sorting Affairs The current state of Saral is probably the safest place in the human world.

About 1 million of the Undead Tribe took part in the battle to defend the city, and the rest, the so-called map cleaning enthusiasts.

They have used the Teleportation Array to travel almost every corner of Saral.

As long as the mission was issued by someone of the Kind Neutral Faction, they’ve practically completed them all.

These so-called missions were actually cries for help from commoners being oppressed by gangs, harmed by corrupt Professionals, bullied by depraved nobles, and voice trials sent out by High-level Professionals who happened to pass by.

However, the God of Time and Space’s tablet impartially counted all these as missions.

As a result, these gamers who loved to find every side quest in the game nearly cleaned up the whole of Saral.

And not a single power in Saral could escape from the hands of these several hundred thousand Sky Knights and Magisters.

Other than Legendary figures, no one can stir up trouble in Saral anymore.

Besides, now that the Teleportation Array was open, Hill just simply went back to his own territory.

Fran and Adrian still planned to fly back on their own; they did not want to use the Teleportation Array.

Hill, on the other hand, didn’t feel any discomfort.

He didn’t want to fly on his own either.

After entering the Teleportation Array, a tablet with a small box on the bottom floated up in front of him listing all the possible teleportation destinations.

Once Hill selected the Barony of Polanio, the tablet displayed the words “Fee: two Standard Crystals.” He chuckled and tossed two crystals in, then the tablet enveloped him and Alice in his arms with a glow.

It was indeed a bit uncomfortable, feeling like a hammer swing ride at an amusement park with considerable pressure, a bit of weightlessness, and overbearing weight.

It certainly wouldn’t sit well with those who were not physically fit.

He looked down to check on Alice, and the little cat didn’t seem to feel anything, still very spirited.

Back in his territory, Hill greeted Olivia briefly before directly flying back to the valley.

In midair, he was quite puzzled to see that a few players had already returned and were wandering around the village.

Aren’t all players running towards Kexlote now?

William just issued a quest to build the Capital.

Never mind, better not think about it.

Hill hasn’t been away from his territory for such a long time, and he wanted to go home.

Hill has already spotted List waving at him from outside the Magic Tower.

Without even landing, Alice wriggled out of Hill’s arms and jumped down, meowing as she ran straight towards Merkel, who was waiting on the side.

The black leopard sat there elegantly, watching Alice run towards him and licked his right paw.

The small animals that had been around quietly hid behind trees, silently ready to spectate.

Only Alice continued to meow cluelessly.

Hill covered his eyes, pretending not to see Alice getting thrashed, and turned to walk into the tower entrance with List.

“Does Merkel not know that Alice left with us?”

“She must have decided on a whim; no one knew.

When Merkel noticed her scent was gone from the territory, he was so anxious that he came looking for me.

I told him Alice hopped on a ship with you, and he went mad with rage.

He howled on the trees for a long time.”

Hill laughed and said, “She deserved the beating for being so mindless!

Even if she went out with me, she could only look outside from on the ship.

Who would dare let her out?”

He asked List if there was any news at the territory.

“A few of the Undead came back last night.

The villagers are asking them about the news of the Deities’ Enshrinement.

I heard it was quite lively?”

Since the Space-Time God linked the Magic Arrays of the surrounding villages with the Magic Tower’s Defense System, List’s control area expanded to include the village as well.

Thus Hill never worried about what might happen to the village during his absence.

Before leaving, he also plainly told the villagers that the entire village was being monitored by the Magic Tower in his valley.

Hill never cared to test human nature; he prefers to draw clear boundaries, believing that depriving people of the opportunity to betray is the fairest approach for everyone.

“Are the Undead who returned the ones who want to settle down?

Have they met the requirements?”

Hill’s only three requirements for players wanting to settle were: intimate relations with residents, contributing to the village to a Level Three extent, and unshakable alignment with the Orderly Neutral or Orderly Good Factions.

With these three met, they then must swear at the Space-Time Cathedral not to harm the lord’s interests or the residents and strictly abide by the laws of Saral to settle.

“Xiao Chenhuan, Old Cat, Yue Xiaoluo, Yun Che, and Yeyu Qingyu.

All five of them have come back.

They have already requested to settle down.”

Hill had already given List the tablet for handling matters.

Rather than appointing a village head and overseeing their performance, he found it more interesting for the Magic Tower Spirit in the village run by Mages to handle daily affairs.

“Have they gone to the Lord’s Mansion?

What was their reaction when they saw you?”

“Very excited.

They kept talking about the Core or something.

It seems their world also has Tower Spirits like me, but they are usually beyond the reach of ordinary people.”

Truly a world with very advanced technology!

“You handle it!

As long as they meet the rules, it’s fine.”

“They want to buy houses.”

“Houses or land?

There’s still so much space in the village.

Would it be better to separate the villagers and the Undead?”

“To the left of the Lord’s Mansion is the Cathedral, and to the right are the inn and shops.

The villagers live behind the shops.

Let’s arrange for the Undead to live on the Cathedral side.

Some of them want to build their places, and others asked if there are any house designs to choose from.

They think the two-story houses where the villagers live are too small.”

Hill understood and didn’t know what kind of houses the Undead Tribe could build, so he decided not to trouble his villagers with it.

“Make it clear to the Undead Tribe that there are magic arrays in the territory.

They can only build on the land allocated to them.

The sewage system is fixed and cannot be altered at will.”

“Yes.

What about the style of the houses?”

“You handle it.

Haven’t I shared the memories of those houses with you?

Tell them, if they want to live far away, that’s fine, but if they want to live nearby, they need to come to an agreement on a harmonious style.

As long as they follow the rules, I won’t mind how they build, but they must report back.

If their plans are too impractical, I hope they understand why they are prohibited.”

He muttered again, “I hope there won’t be five people with five different streets.”

List spoke earnestly, “That won’t happen, at most four.

Yun Che and Yeyu Qingyu are a little couple planning to live together.”

Hill couldn’t help but glance at him with a hint of annoyance.

As they talked, they reached the top floor.

Hill stretched his back and yawned, “I’m going to rest, I’ve been really tense lately.” He glanced at List, who seemed to want to say something, “Before I sleep, I’ll transfer what I saw on my trip into the crystal ball for you to watch slowly.”

List nodded with a smile, “Okay, sir.

Thank you, sir.”

After storing his memories, washing up, changing clothes, and everything else, Hill, now in bed, found himself somewhat unable to sleep.

Fran and Adrian should have already started making the airship.

Of course, he also wanted to follow Fran and learn how to make airships.

But he was no longer eligible.

Aside from Adrian, no one else was qualified to learn the core alchemical techniques in Fran’s hands.

That would be the Magic Tower’s closely-guarded secret passed down through generations.

Beyond that, everything Fran and Adrian could teach him, they had already done.

In this world, the inheritance of a Mage is very strict and rigorous.

If you’re not the inheritor of a Magic Tower or an academic bloodline, you’ll never have the chance to learn the core knowledge, not even your own children.

Generally speaking, if a Mage’s own children have sufficient magical talent, they would establish them as the inheritors.

However, Mages prioritize magical aptitude, and if their children can’t reach their height, they have no choice but to give up and take on students instead.

Many Mages can only leave enough wealth and resources for their children but would not pass on their Magic Tower or academic heritage.

What Melanie gave up so easily is what countless people would vie for with their lives.

Fran is quite fond of Hill, but never mentions his foolish daughter.

It can be seen from his revenge against the Royal Family: convenient actions are okay, but he is unwilling to pay a huge price.

And as for Hill, a consequence of her rebellion, no matter how fond Fran is of him, he would never choose him over Adrian as his heir.

Hill had long understood this, and he didn’t care.

To Hill, he indeed couldn’t rightfully consider himself as Fran’s heir and compete with Adrian; he knew he lacked that qualification.

He hated Count Pelast, but he didn’t like Melanie either.

His respect for Fran and Adrian was due to their character, and because they treated Hill well.

But this kindness stemmed from the fact that he was Fran’s blood relative, with Melanie between them, whom all three preferred not to mention.

It was like sugar mixed with a few small pebbles: sweet, but somewhat discomforting.

He couldn’t sleep, not because he was sad about the things he couldn’t have.

It’s just that everyone related to him always had something or someone more important than him.

Thinking about it made him feel a bit lonely.

When one is idle, one tends to overthink.

Hill slapped his own forehead, telling himself to sleep!

He would wake up to another beautiful day.

In the morning, a refreshed Hill decided to visit his domain.

Players who decided to settle in such a remote place like his must have their stories.

No sooner had he arrived at the Lord’s Mansion than he was spotted by the players.

Soon enough, someone came in.

Hill noticed that the Old Cat who had initially asked if they could settle was also there.

It had been over a month, and their initial intentions remained unchanged.

Once he sat down, List appeared beside him.

The players were more interested in List.

Although they kept observing him, these polite ones discussed it through typing on their tablets, not speaking it outright.

Hill felt more favorably towards them and spoke directly, “You can settle if you meet the conditions, just talk to List to handle it.

But I hope you’ll be mindful of the living environment and atmosphere.”

List materialized the village map in the air, “To the left of the cathedral, you can choose.

Each street’s houses must have a unified atmosphere.”

Old Cat spoke up, “We three are friends and want to live on the same street.

Can we build our own?”

“You must submit the architectural blueprints to List for review first,” Hill replied.

“Of course, no problem.

How much land can we choose from?”

“200 square meters per person.”

Yun Che asked, “Yeyu and I are living together, can we have a larger place?”

“If you’re living together, the areas can be combined.”

Yeyu Qingyu jumped up, slapping Yun Che’s back hard, “That’s great, we can have a beautiful big house!”

Hill watched the pair, a loli and a grown man, and couldn’t help but laugh.