Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1332: Chapter 1123: The Anmur Navy’s ’Struggle to Resist

Edna’s days are quite leisurely; after all, for this battle in Anmur, she doesn’t even need to personally attend to watch the commotion. Although it’s a bit disappointing not to have a grand screen, the tablet will do.

Even though William unilaterally cut off the Undead Tribe’s ability to record her Cloud House, she didn’t plan to sever the tribal connection to their tablet signals.

However, when controlling the Cloud House using the Nibro Astrolabe, she clearly sensed those rapidly transmitted signals that the Undead Tribe’s mortals find hard to perceive, which indeed comforted her a bit: strong, but not unknowable.

Upon noticing her little thoughts, Edna couldn’t help but shake her head and smile... Whatever is unknown will always cause fear.

It might be a power she can’t defeat, but it can’t be something she can’t understand.

Even after accepting much philosophy from the Undead Tribe, deep down, she’s still a Toril person!

Always following her heart.

She lay on the plush blanket, closing her eyes under the scattered sunlight.

Staying by the Anmur coast, the group of Undead Tribe facing off against the navy for several days were not as leisurely as Edna.

The result of multi-line control is that their democratically elected hundred-person command group fell into frenzy, each one busy to the point it felt like their heels were spinning.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ mainly proposes issues and then assigns them to others for solution, but needing to keep eyes and ears wide open was rare toil felt by him.

The last time he felt such a burning passion was the first two times he was suppressed by money and power to the point he had to sell the family.

After the third time, he got used to the days of first selling and then swindling, and instead welcomed those who liked to cause trouble with money.

After all, making money is quite nice, right? It could even help family members earn some extra cash.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ looked up at the sky... This time, to deal with Anmur, he specifically excluded Edna, even employing strategies that might leave her with complications. Not only William had no opinion, even the ’Old Age Striking King’, who’s most concerned about the girl’s future development, quietly went from complete opposition to suddenly actively pushing it forward!

Tch, as if afraid he won’t spot the problem.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ carelessly smiled... He didn’t care who that young girl was, even if she was the Goddess of Magic, so what?

The real deal is that satisfying his battle thirst with the command of a nation-destroying war, especially against colonies like Anmur that disregard civilians.

Back then... the reason he was judged unfit for starry sky combat was not his school performance, but issues during actual warfare.

That was an indelible humiliation... which never occurred in the virtual starry sky!

It was a country quite similar to Anmur, and his thoughts before departure mostly revolved around rescuing those unlucky ones snatched by slave traders during so-called free travels, without even knowing where they’d end up!

In the end... never mind, not worth mentioning.

But he won’t forget seeing those whip-scarred bodies on the main ship, especially those girls... How could people from his country immediately bow their heads?

The result was quite tragic.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ didn’t know if back then the hatred was added to that country because he was judged unfit for combat participation... But since then, he hated slave traders the most.

However, he still had to complete William’s task.

Otherwise, if the main task gets stuck, they’d be done for.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ patted his finger silently on the Anmur map on the grand table in the hall at Lake Esmir... For Toril people, the most important are the people from both the southern and northern routes.

But for those from Teraxil like them, the Black Dragon Brothers had mentioned that the real target remains the sorcerers staying near the Great Swamp by Lake Esmir conducting biological experiments.

He painstakingly lured the Quel Senta Female Mage to eavesdrop on the Black Dragon Brothers’ complaints, not truly for letting those brothers earn more money.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ couldn’t help but shake his head thinking about those Black Dragon Brothers who go mad after receiving some small gifts from sympathetic Undead Tribe girls.

Although he’s long known, dragons are shameless in front of Gold Coins.

But the degree still had to be refreshingly astonishing.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ silently watched the routes from the sky sent back by the ’Old Age Striking King’... Naturally, the southern Twin Towers need no mention, for sure there’s some escape setup for the Masked Mage Society.

Thus, the King of Anmur’s family didn’t disperse, directly rushing towards the Twin Towers.

This part need not be their concern.

But the southern Shadow Thieves, and the navy minister looking like they’re heading east sailing off, all dispatched teams setting forth to Lake Esmir.

Judging by their departure speed, they should just manage to block the back route of the Masked Mage Society’s fine line.

”Old Dog, when can we start firing the cannons?” The ’Perfect Bald’ hanging around the door boredly swung back and forth, lamenting, ”If we don’t take action soon, we’ll barely hold back the family’s folks!”

”We are battlefield commanders, not battlefield discipline officers, can’t control it.”

”Almost.” Snow Cloud Peak leaned on the table, smiling, ”After two more messages from the Sanda King, it should be about right.

Hmm, those two ladies are quite capable. They pretty much explained everything we wanted to convey.”

”I don’t quite understand, why do you want to urge the Shadow Thieves to go to Kalinsan via the mountaintop?” Lu Huayu, who hadn’t returned to Yinbutu, asked puzzledly, ”I know many people in the south of Anmur want to become Tethyr people. But how can these people still harm Cyric’s followers?”

”Tethyr as a country is indeed not very useful.” Snow Cloud Peak chuckled, ”But their king, ah, the former king, once served as Elminster’s secretary in Shadow Valley.

Now, the queen is admired and pitied by that queen from the Moonshadow Archipelago who ascended the throne by beheading her sisters.

As two agricultural giants, it’s been no secret for a while that they secretly avoid Anmur while connecting with each other.

So, although they don’t have high-level combat power themselves, they have plenty of external support.

Not to mention the Northern Seven Sisters, who are surely keeping an eye on these women; will the Moonshadow Queen, who was publicly slapped by us and those powerful Divine Powers, do nothing?

Even if she doesn’t want this face, she must do something to save face in front of the people!

Don’t forget, those Northlanders who barely obey her are notorious for their fierce temperament.

If the Shadow Thieves swagger through the Tethyr Kingdom, maybe those people wouldn’t react, but if they behave so cautiously... who doesn’t know they must be carrying something important?

When Abert contacted us last time, he told me that the Archmage over Level Forty at the Twin Towers suddenly attacked the only city belonging to the Shadow Thieves near the Cloud Mist Mountains.

Though we don’t know what those thieves stole, well~ it was worth revealing this hidden path to them.

With both the South and North embroiled in conflict, drawing everyone’s attention, we can charge straight to Lake Esmir for evidence!

If not, what if some things are destroyed?

In the end, those playing politics often resort to destroying all evidence, don’t they?

Tsk~ The grief of a good man lies in being unable to act without evidence.”

Though enlightened, Lu Huayu still couldn’t bear it and said: ”Can you... act like a good person?”

”Ha~” Snow Cloud Peak gave him a strange look, ”Are you pretending to be serious or playing dumb?

To the Undead Tribe, I am certainly a good person.

But the Anmur People, once they learn the truth, would only curse me every day, wouldn’t they?

We’re about to destroy their kingdom; am I supposed to show sympathy?”

Perfect Bald jumped down from the hanging door frame: ”I say, Road Eunuch, if Hill saw you like this, he’d probably think either you took the wrong medicine, or someone’s controlling you.”

Lu Huayu glanced around, his mouth slightly twitching, showing a gentle smile: ”Am I asking Old Dog to be a good person?

I’m asking him to act like a good person.

After all, I still hope when we appear on the screen in the future, people won’t think we’re the villains.”

Snow Cloud Peak waved his hand: ”Don’t worry, with me appearing with you, what’s there to be afraid of?”

Lu Huayu finally broke down: ”I shouldn’t have bothered talking to you guys!”

Then he rushed out of the cabin to help their boss solve problems... after all, he could understand Old Dog’s words: the official battle is imminent; he has to properly arrange his boss, who doesn’t care about anything once he’s in the limelight.

”The Old Age Striking Line is back.” Snow Cloud Peak glanced at the tablet, ”Still within prediction, basically no problem anymore.

This time, it’s practically an overt plot, unless...”

”Shut up!” A few people frantically typing at the nearby table turned their heads and shouted.

”Old Dog, can you... stop scaring us like this?” Perfect Bald, stepping on the long table and flying to cover his mouth, slid slowly to the ground with a look of grievance.

Snow Cloud Peak stretched out his hand and scratched, pouting unhappily, but seeing the people around glaring at him, he grudgingly puffed his left hand into a fist, blew on it, then opened it to indicate the words he was about to say had been blown away.

Though they made him shut up, those who saw the whole process on the tablet among the Undead Tribe had a shadow cast over their hearts... so when they received the battle signal, the Anmur Navy was stunned to meet with all-out firepower, for fear the Undead Tribe would not unleash their skills a second too late.

Then they didn’t struggle for a second before quickly surrendering.

Countless white linen and handkerchiefs frantically waved over the sea... The Wise Ones felt the Undead Tribe’s first shot and just jumped into the sea.

The Anmur people on the sea looked at each other... so you, with those thick brows and big eyes, claiming to live and die with Anmur, also prepared white cloth, huh!