The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1311 Relief Logistics

While Karl was busy with the north side of the city, the rest of the Darklight Host had mobilized to help the survivors in what everyone was calling ʼthe safe zoneʼ closest to the Guild House.

That was where all the Mythic Warriors had arrived from, and with the

Gargoyles on guard, nothing dangerous could get close to the survivors who had gathered in and around the yard for the healing totem pulses.

The kitchens were working overtime, and they had recruited all the kitchens of the Alliance to help them as well.

Drodh might have lost a huge portion of their population, but there were tens of thousands of people crowded into the streets near the Frostfire Gates, and more were arriving by the minute.

All of them needed medical attention, most of them would need food. And over the next few days, the situation would only get more dire, unless there was an organized effort to set up some sort of relief stations.

The same was true down by the docks, where warehouses had been opened to run a barbecue and soup kitchen run by whoever was in good enough shape to help.

With the help of the reinforcements from Zilaz, that was a rapidly increasing number.

They had worked hard to get enough kills to pay off the healing totems that Karl had been handing out, and from what Tessa could tell, the Guild wouldnʼt actually end up owing too much money.

Many of the warriors hadnʼt gotten nearly enough kills to pay off the totem, so they had gathered corpses from their Guild Alliance members, and that had greatly reduced the number of cash payments that they were expected to make.

It didnʼt decrease her confusion when the first few Mythic Warriors arrived at the Guild House and Tian couldnʼt properly relay the issue to her, though.

The Fox forgot that he could send Guild Messages, so he had been trying to pantomime the explanation until Thor came over and took pity on him.

The influence of the red dragon had let her know that something was happening as soon as the attacks started, but she was in the Dungeon with Nachtia and a group from the Alliance.

So, they couldnʼt come over until they were finished, and by then things were already in chaos.

The Red Dragon was pleased with the response, but the actual battle was well beyond her level, so she was left to tend to refugees while Nachtia did her best to channel death energies for advancement while helping with the healing.

And there was an abundance of death energy.

The frogs might only have had simple skills, but their vital energy was strong, and that translated to strong doses of death energy when they were slain, which hung over the city like an invisible miasma.

Granted, she wasnʼt the only one who wanted a share, but it was a most excellent opportunity.

”Thor, what is Karl up to? I thought that he would be back by now!” Tessa asked.

”Heʼs on the other side of the river helping dig people out from the rubble. Theyʼre all being sent this way because there is nothing left over there. But heʼs going to be distracted for a while with our new brother.” Thor explained.

”New brother? Donʼt tell me that Karl tamed one of the frogs. That will definitely cause trauma to the residents of Drodh.”

Thor smiled and shook his head. ”No, he found a baby turtle. Itʼs a good brother, I think.”

”Oh? What sort of powers does it have?” Tessa asked.

Thor shrugged. ”It has something called [Implacable], where it canʼt be confused or put to sleep. But I donʼt know what other skills it has.”

That didnʼt sound too terribly impressive to Tessa, but she would take Thorʼs word on the fact that it was actually a strong magical beast. Karl wouldnʼt have picked it if it wasnʼt, and his skills would make it formidable as long as it had the ability to grow to match his rank.

Matron Blackclaw came out just then, looking haggard and exhausted.

”Iʼve accounted for all my kids. Two are with Sapphire, but all are alive. Weʼve got another thousand litres of rice and beans cooked now, eight bulk pots full. If you can help us bring them out, I would appreciate it.” She began.

Tessa nodded. ”Weʼve got plenty of helping hands. How are things inside the caves?”

”Good for the moment, but weʼve closed the doors to the workshop, so most of the city hasnʼt realized that the caves exist yet. Once they do, I suspect that weʼre going to have countless requests for temporary lodging.” She explained. The number of houses and businesses lost during the battle would make it impossible to get everyone settled easily.

There were matters of succession, inheritances, property with no clear owner, and tenants displace from rented housing. Fortunately, large portions of the Sprawl were Drodh City housing projects, and everyone knew who was in charge of rebuilding them.

Assuming that Lord Drodh was alive and well.

He hadnʼt been seen on this side of the city since the start of the battle, but he was strong enough that he should have been alright unless he got ambushed by a stronger Immortal Rank being.

The Governor was alright. They knew that much because he was with Sapphire right now, and the dragon had been keeping everyone updated on her situation.

”Hey, you six! Come give us a hand with the next batch of food. The Orphanage Matron has prepared dinner.” Tessa called, bringing a group of Wrath Demons running in her direction.

”Just head into the workshop there, and Matron Blackclaw will show you where the cauldrons are. Sheʼs got more than enough for everyone nearby, and we will make more as soon as these pots are empty.” Tessa directed.

That was good enough for the Demons.

If there was food now, and a promise of food later, then there was no need to fight over it or try to hoard it.

Not that they were likely to be successful at taking and hiding anything from the Darklight Host. The Guild was simply terrifying in their abilities, and those Mythic Gargoyles watched your every move like you were a potential threat.