438 Returning to Specter College (1/2)

Dragonborn was harnessing a group of horses that were obtained from George's army to the carriages. More than half of the horses were owned by Lilo instead of the gamers.

They were the property of Queen Victoria. These horses would be used in the coming war.

The main function was to pull the carriages.

The gamers produced thousands of carriages with the capacity to carry 5,000 troops.

There was even space to ferry war materials like food.

That was what Queen Victoria had planned.

The plan met with serious problems.

The first was discipline.

”Line up! All groups are to line up properly!” Big Boss shouted loudly in a bid to control the insane gamers.

It was an impossible task.

The gamers leaped and jumped like bunnies. They chatted happily. Some rolled on the ground, while a few tortured and mutilated themselves. But nobody wanted to line up.

After trying for a few hours, Big Boss discovered that the gamers near Victoria Forest dwindled.

Only those gamers who received the mission to carry materials and harness the horses to the carriages were still working. Most of the gamers who completed their missions had left after some time.

Fortunately, a few hundred gamers lined up properly in preparation for the journey.

How were the hundreds of gamers going to set off?

The reason for the disobedience of the gamers was simple.

Which gamer would stand at a spot and look at the NPC shout for a few hours? Had they completed their Daily Missions? Had they challenged the Instance Dungeon? Had they improved their equipment and accumulated materials?

Why would the gamers waste their time standing and doing nothing? They would wait for the Plot Animation to commence and the journey to start first before gathering.

That was the reason.

As the contingent wasn't fully assembled, the Victorian army was unable to set off.

Lancelot didn't have a solution. A normal army depended on military law for discipline. Troops who flouted the rules were whipped or put to death.

What about these gamers?

They weren't afraid of death, so why would the whipping be useful?

…

In the Dungeon Lord Main Hall of Eternal Kingdom.

Eggface squatted in the Dungeon Lord Main Hall while his fat claws typed furiously. The screen showed a female character called Kasha taunting him in front of a defensive tower.

A series of crimson words appeared on the screen:

[The Sheriff of Piltover (computer): Prepare to meet your doom.]

”Tsk, this lady is bragging. Let me check her segment level… humph, not even a single segment!” Eggface muttered to himself as he executed a series of hand movements that reached 750. Then the screen showed:

[You have been killed!]

After that, the screen showed the Sheriff of Piltover surrendering.

”Shucks!”

Eggface closed his eyes and slammed the keyboard. Then he leaned back.

At this moment, the door of the Dungeon Lord Main Hall opened, and Sherlock came in with Polio and Phoenix. Eggface switched the screen to show the customer service page.

[Noon: Customer service? Where's the customer service lady? Why did you ignore me for tens of minutes?]

The screen showed the conversation window of a gamer called Noon.

Eggface knocked angrily on his keyboard.

”Eggface, did you find something strange again?” Sherlock asked after walking in and putting the cat puppet into a chest.

”Nope, everything's normal.”

Sherlock thought for a while and asked, ”Master of Dark Flames?”

”Why are you calling me…”