Chapter 82: Dont Stop Now! (1/2)
Things went exactly as Edward had predicted: Following Black Whip’s demise, the enemies no longer had the stomach to continue the fight. It was either surrender or die.
Looking upon their prisoners-of-war, Edward felt a tinge of annoyance, unsure of what to do with them.
At last, the empathetic Vela offered him a solution, “Lord Angora was talking about building more dungeons back in town. Have the players transport our captives there.”
When the players had smashed the last skeletons that the Bone Incense had drawn over, they all simultaneously received a System Announcement:
[Quest Complete: Expedition: Defend the Frogmen!]
[Thanks to your tireless efforts, the dark forces of the ‘Society of the Secret Eye’ from the Valla Empire, deeper within the continent, have been brought to a halt. From this day forward, no one will dare to trifle with the Unnamed Town! Cheers to your valor, for saving the frogmen tribe, and eradicating evil!]
[Quest Reward: A barbecue party will be held in the frogmen village tonight. You may rest there for awhile.]
[Money and Experience Points will soon be credited directly to players.
Reward Points will be calculated and awarded shortly, as well. Please note that the points can only be exchanged for items during the event period (seven days).]
[The system will shut down for upgrading momentarily. In the meantime, certain functions (e.g. quest assignments) may not be available, but player abilities and skills will still work as normal. Thank you for your attention.]
A moment later, the newly received Experience Points caused most of the players to light up as they gained a level. Basking in their hard-won victory, the mood was merry all around.
As the players made plans on where to meet up again, there were some who were beginning to miss the small-town life. However, the majority of the players would be attending the barbecue party.
They left in twos and threes, laughing and chatting as they made their way back towards the village.
The frogmen felt tremendously fond of these humans who’d helped them to throw back their aggressors. Only the elder and Croakatoa, as well as a few others, were actually able to speak their language—however, every time their eyes met, they would exchange a warm ‘Hakuna Macroakcroak!’ or ‘Rua!’ Those were the official greetings, now.
Many of the players participating in this event had heard about the trick that Eleena had played on the frogmen, and were raucously attempting conversation across linguistic barriers.
Having gained a nice haul for himself this time, Edward was following everyone to the party when he noticed Eleena trudging dejectedly behind him.
“Is something the matter, Eleena?” She was the youngest survivor from the village, and Edward couldn’t help but fuss over her.
“Edward, do you think the God of Games has met with some kind of trouble?” Eleena’s dainty brow was furrowed. She was deeply worried about something.
“Are you talking about that guard? Probably an ordinary circumstance.” Edward crossed his arms. “We’re talking about an omnipotent being, here. What could he possibly have trouble with? You’re thinking too much.”