Chapter 764 - The Greatest Advantage of Canines (2/2)

There were three factions: the anti-Roland faction, the neutral faction, and the pro-Roland faction. All of them were flaming each other.

The anti-Roland faction was saying that Roland was not a successor and wasn’t qualified to oversee Wetland City.

Besides, Roland already had the floating city and Delpon, and now if he took Wetland City, he alone would possess the vast majority of player interests.

It was simply that less than one in ten thousand people accounted for more than eighty percent of the overall wealth of players.

This was a classic distribution injustice and should be overthrown.

The game couldn’t be played like this. It was too cruel and too realistic. These paid commenters who were leading the narrative even pinged the administrator of the official forum to come out and do justice.

But the game producers simply ignored the matter and just released an announcement to get over it.

“The development team is not in favor of exchanging virtual currency with real currency, and all transactions between players are the results of their own choices. The development team has no right to interfere or manage this. The statement that one player accounts for 80% of the total wealth of the players does not hold. In the opinion of the development team, all data in the game is just node signals and have no real value, and we kindly ask all players to refrain from trading virtual currency. The development team is not responsible for disputes and consequences of offline transactions.”

To put it bluntly, the game producers couldn’t care about their strife.

At this point, the morale of the anti-Roland faction was greatly damaged.

The pro-Roland faction, needless to say, believed that Roland did a good job of guarding Betta’s estate and waiting for Betta’s parents to take it over, which was a good end in itself.

As for the neutral faction, they thought it didn’t matter who was the mayor, as long as Wetland City would be safe from chaos.

That being said, they thought Roland was doing a good job, at least for now, of stabilizing the security and business environment in Wetland City.

So in reality, they were also slightly biased toward Roland.

In the following ten days, Roland stayed in the city hall and did not leave.

The former clerk, now the deputy mayor Dacnus, did a really good job. He quickly recruited enough people to run the entire city’s functional organizations, and although the efficiency was much worse than before, the governmental functions were at least running.

Besides, the newly recruited staff were all new to the job and it was normal for them to be rusty in business, so given a little time to train, they would probably be able to adapt.

On the other side, Charles invited many large and medium-sized guilds, as well as famous livestreamers, to a meeting in their base.

Seventeen people gathered around a large table, either sitting or standing.

With a gloomy face, Charles said, “Wetland City, we have to gnaw down a piece of it. I received inside information that open beta will soon start, and the first batch of virtual cabins then will be two million units. With so many people coming in, Wetland City, as the main city for us players, will have to expand. You should be able to clearly understand how big the interests are.”

“It’s big for sure, but you have to be able to get it.” The former chairman of the Church of Garland sighed and said, “Roland is now boldly sitting in the city hall, and with the floating city right overhead, who dares to fight against him?”

“We can’t do anything about Roland in the game, but can’t we do something in reality? You’re all well-connected, just find Roland in reality,” a guild chairman suggested.

Charles said in exasperation, “Here’s the trouble; the game’s official information is pretty well kept secret and we can’t even get our hands on it.”

“Then how do you know that Betta died in reality?”

“Guessed.” Charles explained, “Betta is a Divine Nobe, able to contract a large number of Knights of the Round Table for his use. All the Knights of the Round Table will have a crest on the back of their hands, representing their identity. Some time ago, I was talking about weapons business with a dwarf Knight of the Round table when I saw the crest on the back of his hand disappear, while the dwarf showed a rather horrified expression. Later, I looked up the information on Divine Nobles and combined with the fact that Betta had not been online for ten days, I ventured to guess that he had died in reality. I didn’t expect that I hit the nail on the head.”

A certain Warrior guild chairman sitting to the right laughed. “Unfortunately, you only guessed the beginning, not the end, and were trying to seize power when Roland came.”

Charles’s expression was sour. He had now dropped to level ten, almost level nine. It was not easy for merchants to level up, and Roland had gotten him killed once, directly scrapping nearly half a year of his efforts. “Since we can’t set our hands on the city hall, why not try to hold the military power of Wetland City in our hands first?” someone suggested. “The Knights of the Round Table are gone, and now the army of Wetland City should be leaderless. As long as we hold the army, we have the right to speak. Roland dares to kill players because killing players will only make him red-named, which can be rid of online, but killing NPCs is different; turning into a black leaf, even Roland can’t bear that. He wouldn’t dare act recklessly.”

Charles didn’t want to talk at this point.

The man who made the suggestion looked at Charles in confusion.

At this moment, someone explained, “Although the Knights of the Round Table did disband, the Frostwolf Clan now holds the military power in Wetland City.” “What’s going on? Didn’t the Frostwolf Clan just move into Wetland City less than a year ago? How did they earn such influence in the army so quickly? We players aren’t even that good!”

Charles couldn’t help but explain, “Betta hired the Frostwolf Clan’s elites to be stationed in the army as instructors more than half a year ago. One Frostwolf Clan instructor for every hundred soldiers.”

With that said, most people got the point. The strong were extremely admired in the military.

The Frostwolf Clan were all Master elites, and most of them were straightforward and dignified, very much in line with the military’s style, and the young soldiers considerably admired these Frostwolf Clan instructors.

For the low-rank soldiers, the instructor’s word was sometimes worth more than their superior’s.

Someone who didn’t quite understand the cause and effect continued to ask, “Then can’t we buy off the Frostwolf Clan? I heard that they are relatively poor.”

“It is difficult. The Frostwolf Clan is quite united within. They usually listen to the clan leader, but more often than not, only listen to the Winterwolf Holy Lady The Winterwolf Holy Lady goes in and out of the manor Roland has set up here every day, it is obvious that they have an affair. How do you bribe them?” said the Church of Garland’s chairman admiringly. “So that is why people like Roland deserve to be the strongest Mage. Look at this advanced planning, blocking almost all the paths that we can think of. The title of the strongest in the whole server is well deserved. There’s only ever a mistaken name but never a mistaken title.”

The person who spoke just now was still undeterred. “We can find a way to bribe the Winterwolf Holy Lady. Find a handsome Bard to seduce her, or promise her lots of money. She’s bound to have a weakness, right?” Charles chortled rather dismissively, but he wasn’t aiming it at anyone; the sneer was aimed at himself. “I tried to bribe her and find someone to seduce the Winterwolf Holy lady over half a year ago, but none of it workednot even the slightest hope.”

“That can’t be right. All humans have desires and weaknesses.”

“But the Winterwolf Holy Lady is not a human being, she is a snow wolf,” Charles said with slight envy. “What is the biggest advantage of canines?”

“A good sense of smell?”

“It’s loyalty. Loyalty to the clan and their mates.”

A continuous exclamation of admiration and envy resounded through the attendees.

The Winterwolf Holy Lady often walked around the city, so many of her photos were put on the forum.

The beautiful girl with snowy hair, canine ears, big breasts, and long legs, so pure and alluring, jabbed at many people’s fetishes.

Especially those who loved races other than humans.

In ten men, there were at least eight who were such, and the other two were in the process of awakening

“So there’s nothing we can do at all?” someone finally asked this question. The meeting room fell silent all of a sudden.

Charles thought about it and said, “We’re not completely out of solutions. We can lobby the Hollevin royal family to re-confer the ownership of Wetland City, and also, try to drive a wedge between Roland and Schuck, or even the members of F6.”