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

Zaol and the others glared at the newcomer who held a knife to Gaia’s throat. It was even a Class C dagger, and even a slight nick broke her skin and welcomed blood.

”Bilia!” Zaol yelled with gritted teeth. ”Let go of my wife right now!”

His aura exploded in his anger but the shake just deepened the dagger on Gaia’s neck.

”Whoops~”

This forced Zaol to hold back, and the others could only grit their teeth as they tried to look for a way to rescue their mother without risking her life.

It would not be easy, especially with how exhausted they were at this time. This man… was also infamous for being a bit…unhinged.

The Speedster was a Level 39 man in his 50s named Bilia. He was one of the City’s best-known speedsters, and he worked directly under Bleumrick. Although in terms of pure destructive power, he did not compare to an elementalist of the same level, his speed and timing could definitely help change the tide.

He stared at the Gold children, all of whom had their elements brandished out, ready to hit him as soon as the opportunity arrived.

Of course, he made sure to hold out their mother in a way he could use her as a shield if needed, so they entered a standstill very quickly.

Speaking of that, he couldn’t help but look at the elementalists in interest, and then at the woman in his hand.

”I’m still amazed about how non-elementalists like you two could give birth to elementalists, without exception. What’s the secret?”

Zaol and Gaia didn’t answer him. Even if they wanted to, they didn’t know how to explain it.

Rather than a secret, it was just that both family lines had a high percentage of elementalists.

Zaol didn’t awaken, which was the main reason he was so unfavored, while Gaia was also one of the few in her generation who weren’t elementalists.

It was more accurate to say that Elementalist tended to have much higher social strata than others. They would climb high in life, maybe even become nobles, and the rich and powerful tended to intermingle.

The intermarriage between families with elementalist members naturally had higher chances of producing them.

Of course, all five children being elementalists was indeed impressive—even unheard of—but it was more of them hitting the genetic jackpot through luck.

However, people here did not have the concept of genes and the complexities of genetics at this time. Some people could only envy those who seemed blessed by dieties.

He gripped her neck a bit more, making her gasp as she gripped on him.

”Wife!”

”Mother!”

”Calm down,” Bilia said, looking at the group, making sure they stayed in line. His level was lower than even Gaia, but she was exhausted and barely had any spirit left. He would take advantage of that.

For now, he was alone, so he wasn’t planning on starting a fight just yet. He didn’t worry about them starting it, either—at least not while a knife was on Gaia’s neck.

Bilia knew this family was very soft. Obviously, it was better to try and attack him as soon as possible—he definitely didn’t stand a chance—but they didn’t want to risk any more injury to their mother.

This was the Golds’ most evident flaw, and something they had been mocked a lot for behind closed doors.

”Stay back, let’s wait for the others, okay?

”I’m the first one—it has to do with my speed. Everyone else is just so… slow.”

Anyway, the others rushed over as soon as they saw the signal and he didn’t have to be alone for so long.

More and more people emerged again, and they were a bit fewer than the previous batch, but considering they had been spent, this fight was definitely more dangerous.

Still… Orion’s eyes sharpened. Having more people here wasn’t entirely disadvantageous.

More people on the enemy side meant there was more chaos. More chaos meant everyone could get distracted—even that damned speedster!

Orion’s eyes met with Otto’s. There was no need to say more.

The next thing people knew, small sparks zapped through the air in random directions. The small bolts weren’t that fast nor were they so strong. Frankly, it seemed like a last ditch attack from Orion.

Anyway, the newcomers avoided them all. Although their level would not be killed by a small attack, people generally avoided pain.

What they didn’t know was that the locations of the sparks were not random. They were sent in a way that would cause some to either bump into each other or interfere with their movements.

One or two ended up getting near Bilia, and another set of small sparks floated about, causing them to bump into him a bit.

The movements all around hid some changes, and they didn’t notice how Otto had used his remaining mana to push himself upward with his ability, creating a small tornado from above Bilia, ultimately forcing him to let go of Gaia.

”Damnit!” he cursed, gesturing to run grab Gaia again. However, he felt a large rush of force heading straight to their direction, causing him to pause his steps.

”HYAHH!” Zaol yelled as he waved around his spear, pushing enemies and creating a path for the rest of his family.

Soon, the Golds were all together again, back towards each other, once again surrounded and outnumbered by a new batch of enemies.

”Are you alright, wife?” Zaol worriedly asked, and the rest of the children couldn’t help but turn to check as well.

”Focus on your own fights!” Gaia yelled, and Obi managed to catch himself before an enemy took advantage of his distraction to injure him.

”Bastards!” He yelled, waving his spear and once again using the Fire Thread and took down a few, though he was practically out of mana by the end.

Regardless, the speedster cursed at the loss. His mind turned and he headed to Olga instead, appearing next to him a moment later. However, the woman covered herself with water, slowing down his movements—even for just a second.

[Used! Water Wall]

Olga instinctively made the water around her denser. Although she didn’t believe it could actually stop the attack, it slowed him down. She felt her mana drained though, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to keep doing this for more than a few seconds.

Oslo—who had created a thin curved wall around his mother and Uncle Liu—looked at his eldest brother. ”Send your attacks over there! Hurry!”

Orion didn’t question him and redirected his attack to Bilia.

Crackle—

”AHHH!”

They watched as Biria screamed, as he felt the magnified effect of that small spark with his whole body.

It wasn’t enough to kill him, considering his level, but it was enough for Olga to finally find an opening amidst his defense equipment.

She stabbed him a few times straight to the neck, successfully going through after a few tries.

Squelch!!

The man gurgled, bubbles escaped his mouth as he screamed. He tried to struggle outside, but Olga— now covered by Oslo’s reinforced earth wall—decided to use her remaining mana to keep him there.

The man’s blood spread through the water, creating a morbid sight of a man both bleeding and drowning to death.

However, the man seemed to still have some energy in him and he used his remaining energy to step back. Because he was a speedster, even Olga and Otto weren’t able to react on time.

”ORCSHIT!” Obi yelled. Like hell they’d let him get away!

He took a dagger from his space and threw it, luckily hitting the speedster’s back.

Stab!

They watched him fall down the ground. Sadly, they no longer had the chance to behead him (just in case) because they were too preoccupied with the enemies they currently had.

After this, everyone focused on defending against the barrage of attacks that came their way. Oslo was in-charge of the overall defense, creating a small wall for them to take cover and hide in if they got too tired.

At the same time, they also tried to pinpoint a spot and time to escape.

Just a bit more, they reminded themselves as they tried to catch their breaths. Just a bit more—

Unexpectedly, they heard rustles of beast carts coming from the side and their heart dropped.

More people?!

ROAAAR!

The Beast Cart stopped and four people jumped out. The Golds could barely hold their weapons at this point, and they knew there was no running anymore after this.

Unexpectedly, the people—there were even three-level 35s and a level 40 —attacked the enemy instead.

They were advanced in age and apparently experienced guards, though unfamiliar and they didn’t recognize them at all.

Well, some of them didn’t.

Obi—after taking down another enemy—turned to look, realizing that he knew some of these people.

”You guys!” he yelled, panting, though frankly, he felt a slight sting in his eyes.

It was a few of his men—Leez, Tener, and Dejel!

Then… another person emerged from the cart and went to them, handing them some potions.

”It’s me!” she said. ”Veronica!”

If the Golds weren’t preoccupied with their fights, they’d have gaped.

That flare, it seemed, didn’t just attract enemies to them!