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

Preparation for yet another war had begun and stricter rules for those going out were implemented. There were also a number of changes witnessed within the territory itself that both relieved and worried the citizens.

One of these changes was the sudden appearance of sentries in the middle of the territory, located in more sensitive locations in the territory.

These were the minimum level 5 walls and their sentries, specially designed and could be used as hang-out places during times of peace. For example, they added seating areas, potted plants, and some motifs.

They would also not look like watch towers but would look like aesthetic features of the territory, which was great if they wanted to be underestimated.

The appearances of the sentries baffled many people who came to watch their construction. They would never tire of the magical sight, though their stomachs felt a bit heavy at the moment.

After all, there was that alarming announcement to call back everyone back to the territory walls.

How could they not have any idea what adding sentries meant?

It was definitely another war, and it was much more dangerous than the one in Fargo.

Of course, there were still some who didn’t think of wars, mostly just beast tides. After all, most people actually had not gone to Fargo. Their concept of war was not that deep—especially not one that would be entering their own territory. To them, the sentries were for monster mobs.

”Sentry towers in the middle of the territory?” One such person asked,

”Would beasts manage to get in?”

Many people around him shivered. The very thought was terrifying. After all, the monsters outside now we’re extremely strong. Those things finding a way inside the walls would mean that their guards and sentries had their hands full!

While the citizens had various assumptions, the people in the barracks were also discussing the same. This was especially true among the new recruits.

Reno was in charge of the new recruits today, and they had been doing the standard training before they could be qualified to lead a hunting team.

”Really for mobs?” One asked, and Reno answered.

”Possibly, but it is mostly for humans.”

”Makes sense. Many enemies are probably lurking among the citizens right now.” Even if those who stayed noticed the towers—which wasn’t widely discussed by citizens outside of their private homes—it wouldn’t have mattered much.

After all, how fast would word travel to Guia? They doubted a lot of aether letters were available, even for Guia. They were also unaware of just how detailed the sentry commands were. They were likely to believe the towers were just for mobs.

Reno looked at the recruits, explaining more. ”The Prohibitions would also be null during this time, so the territory hopes to have some immediate punishing power ready.”

The fact that rules become null was not exactly public knowledge and its secrecy was part of the oaths the guards took. However, if the public found out—likely to be done by enemies—Mathilda and Althea made it so it wouldn’t have mattered.

This was new knowledge to the recruits though. And they paled, just at the image of it. ”What? It would be null?”

Another nodded with furrowed eyebrows. ”Wouldn’t some people start stealing or attacking then?”

How much chaos would that cause—at the height of war, even?

That would be the last thing they’d want while fighting strong enemies!!

They looked at each other worriedly, but Reno clapped his hand. ”That is indeed a normal occurrence during wars… in other territories.”

”However… are you going to let Alterra go into such chaos?”

His words shook every new recruit.

Most of the men and women here became guards not only for the benefits, but because they had grown to really love Alterra.

This was their home! Of course, they wouldn’t let anything threaten it!

Even a new guard thumped at his chest.

”No sir!” he exclaimed, and the others followed. ”We won’t let them!”

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On another side of the barracks, Garan and the others were also preparing the territory as much as they could.

Most of the people in the Ferroll team were called back, including the aborigine fighters below the level limit. Garan had already sent the letter there along with the inquiry of Ferroll’s stand with Guia Village.

They needed to know where the town stood between Alterra and Guia. Although they had already signed a deal with Ferrol, that was with the condition of neither territory would put the other in danger or in great disadvantage.

A subsidiary village attacking them definitely broke this section.

Other than these, Garan and the others also set various plans depending on the situation. For instance, what to do when the enemies got inside the walls—which they inevitably would, or what to do when they started taking hostages, et cetera.

The factories were also working overtime, though only for an additional two to three hours in order to fill up the warehouse.

In wars, only the warehouse was safe because of its condition that only the lord—with or without wars—would be able to enter it.

It could get quite inconvenient as she had to handle things on her own (thankfully the warehouse had some sorting functions) and she couldn’t teleport anyone else to Limestone Valley via the warehouse, but in these cases it was really a blessing.

The two new armor makers Saul and Seal were already working very hard to keep up with the need, though they had fascinated smiles even when their eye bags were large.

They hadn’t been here for long, but they had already fallen in love with Alterra. They were learning so much and they really felt appreciated here.

The two cousins were hired in different territories before Alterra, but their treatment was the same there.

That was to say: Work nonstop for the salary, get minimal rest, eat bland food, go to sleep for a few hours, and then do it all over again.

If there was war, it’d be much worse because even if they started bleeding, the lord wouldn’t care.

That was the life they grew up with. They had never questioned it before, so they just went through the motions.

Here, work was balanced and even during wars, they wouldn’t die from overwork because there was a stockpile. They also had great food, sometimes even with effects, as well as comfortable places of rest.

The life here really couldn’t be compared.

So they really didn’t want this place to suffer!