447 Late Reinforcements (2/2)
The students and professors of Specter College smiled gratefully after hearing the paramedic.
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The students and professors of Specter College left the danger zone with the help of the Winterfell rescue crew. Meanwhile, the Central Garrison Guards of the Merchant Alliance approached Specter College's courtyard warily.
When they walked along the corridors and came to a classroom, they discovered that the tables, chairs, and podiums had vanished.
Besides the disappearance of the school's furniture, the Mana materials and eye products in the experiment laboratories also vanished as though they were stolen.
”What happened?”
They searched the various classrooms and laboratories and found the same thing.
”I don't know, but we have to be extra careful. This is too bizarre,” the Central Garrison Guard Captain said.
At this time, he heard suspicious footsteps of a group with tens of members.
He quickly gave a hand gesture for his team members to be on alert. The well-trained members immediately took cover behind tactical spots and observed the classroom in front.
A team member squatted down carefully and leaned against the wall.
His forehead was full of sweat. Their target was the commander of the Ancient Gods army, who could conquer the world. If there were any mistakes, he could die here.
Images of his newborn baby, his wife taking care of the kids, and his aged mother flashed through his mind.
He missed his family and was fearful of death, but he didn't give up. He continued to press against the wall and advanced towards the classroom.
What made him courageous? Was it loyalty to the Merchant Alliance or his ambition to protect the Underworld and world peace?
No, it was being poor.
When he arrived under the window of the classroom, he heard voices within and sounds of furniture moving.
”Wah, this is cheating. After fighting the BOSS, why is there no loot?”
”This is normal. Previously, many BOSSES didn't have loot.”
”But this BOSS was so difficult to defeat. We had to sacrifice our Gundam to kill him. There's no loot after paying a high price. I can't take it lying down.”
”Don't say anymore. When the Gundam exploded, Sherlie seemed very sad.”
”Do you think that Sherlie is sad over the loss of the Gundam?”
”Impossible. Sherlie must be sad over the death of Bacon. In the Plot, Sherlie helped Bacon turn over a new leaf, and he died after that. If I were Sherlie, I would be sad too.”
”But I saw Sherlie looking in a daze at the fragments of the Gundam.”
”He was staring at the corpse of Frangipani, not the Gundam fragments. If not for Frangipani, Bacon wouldn't have perished. He must be feeling empty after killing his foe. That must be it.”
”You sound logical.”
”Stop wasting your time trying to figure out what the NPCs are thinking. Let's salvage the furniture. If we can't carry it, we'll dismantle it. The wooden planks can be sold for money. Make haste, please.”
The creatures in the classroom stopped talking and worked hard. The Orc guard lifted his head slowly and peeped into the window. He saw 20 Orcs, Goblins, Gnomes, and Houndhead Men carrying the furniture in the classroom.
Where did these bandits come from? Were they in cahoots with Frangipani? The Orc guard was puzzled.
He didn't act rashly. Instead, he returned quickly and reported the situation to his Captain.
The Orc guard who encountered the warriors of Eternal Kingdom previously asked, ”Did they have strange symbols above their heads?”
”That's right. How did you know?”
”Captain, they are the warriors of Eternal Kingdom. They aren't enemies,” the experienced Orc guard told his Captain.
The Central Garrison Guard Captain ordered his team members to close in on the classroom carefully. Though his member told him that they were warriors of Eternal Kingdom, anything could happen. It could be a trap set up by the enemy.
As a Garrison Guard Captain, he had to be responsible for the safety of his members. They had to be extra careful.
The Orc guards surrounded the classroom.
With the Captain's order, the Orc guards barged into the classroom via the windows and door, aiming their Crossbows at the gamers who were carrying the furniture.
The gamers were astonished. They didn't expect well-equipped Orcs to appear in the classroom. They were exhilarated.
”Gosh, this must be our reward!”
”Is it our Strange Encounter? They have so many pieces of equipment. Oh my god.”
”We can't defeat them. Why don't we call for reinforcements? If they flee, we won't get any equipment.”
The Garrison Guard Captain didn't understand what the gamers were babbling about.
The gamers didn't attack them at first sight or have any signs of animosity.
When the gamers were about to attack the Central Garrison Guards of the Merchant Alliance, a system notice appeared before them:
[Sorry, they are friendly units. You are unable to attack.]
That was the notice.
”We are the Garrison Guards of the Merchant Alliance. Are you citizens of Eternal Kingdom? Please identify yourself to prevent any mishaps!” the Central Garrison Guard Captain shouted. He didn't relax his vigilance.
”That's correct, we are the warriors of Eternal Kingdom. We have just saved the world. Are you giving us an Area Mission? Or rewards? Both are good,” a gamer shouted.
Other gamers wanted to stop him, and they said, ”Can you be more patient? This game is about being immersive. You'll scare them off. We could potentially get a Strange Encounter Mission if you don't scare them off!”
”Yes, yes, don't do that. We should take it step by step,” the gamers said.
The Garrison Guard Captain didn't understand what they were saying, but they didn't look like Frangipani's minions.
They were citizens of Eternal Kingdom after all.
”How's the combat situation? What are you doing here? We're the reinforcements,” the Orc Captain lowered his weapon and said to the gamers of Eternal Kingdom.
”We have finished the battle. Are you here to reinforce us?” a gamer asked.
The Orc Captain was taken aback. He felt embarrassed by such a reply.
A gamer pushed his comrade aside and said to the Orc Captain, ”Don't be like this, you won't get any missions. Let me take over. Respectable Orc Captain, greetings, I'm the Guild Chairman of CoolBreezeButtocks of Eternal Kingdom. We are carrying out Lord Sherlock's mission of decontaminating the rooms. Specter College was severely contaminated, so it has to be cleaned. Don't be mistaken, we're not robbing Specter College. If you need any help, please tell us. You may want to meet our Dungeon Lord.”
”It would be great if you could bring us to meet your Dungeon Lord.” The Orc Captain thought for a while and said, ”Apologies for being late and letting you battle alone. We are late because the Teleport Portal malfunctioned. It was only just repaired.”
”No problem, we understand.”
The gamer smiled and said, ”We'll take you to see our Dungeon Lord. What is our reward?”
Reward? The Orc Captain was befuddled.
”Why do the citizens of Eternal Kingdom require a reward for everything? Giving some Magic Stones or equipment will suffice,” the experienced Orc guard said to his Captain.