Undying Warlord

While everyone was gossiping about Dilan’s achievement, their so-called ‘hero’ in question had been speaking with Kathrine and the others.

Kathrine had apologized to him because she had doubted his strength. However, Dilan did not take it to heart.

He knew that Kathrine had been merely worried about his well-being, which was why she had been trying her best to force him to accept her and his group’s help.

It was trivial and he was not a dictator to want her apology for something so harmless. That was also why they could quickly switch the topic to something else.

Because Dilan’s to-do list of things he had to do in the last few days had been filled to the brim, he didn’t notice many things about the Rian mountainside hospital and his people.

The few pieces of information he got to know were from the reports he read occasionally, whenever he found time to take some rest and focus on reading.

“Is it about the 8 public executions? I already said that there was nothing to be worried about. I seriously doubt that the Survivors would dare to attempt raping the women or killing each other again. At least, I doubt that it will happen in the near future.”

Dilan had heard about the eight acquaintances, who had joined them a while ago. They had planned to **** a group of women when everyone was sound asleep.

Fortunately, one of the night guards had heard the women’s muffled screams and rescued them early enough._-.

Yet, while rescuing them the night guard had been heavily injured because two of the eight perpetrators had been an Ascender.

The Nightguard survived and was healing rapidly, while the eight perpetrators had been beheaded in public.

The rules Dilan had set up were not something one was allowed to break without fearing a drastic punishment.

Thus, the penalty of a quick death due to attempted **** and attempted murder was already awarding them a painless punishment and, in turn, an act of benevolence in Dilan’s opinion.

Others may not think like that but it was not as if he cared about it. Beheading the criminals was merely an act to show that neither he nor his group showed mercy to those, who broke the rules under his reign.

For those, who had witnessed the first time Dilan beheaded someone, nobody would ever dare to do something stupid. They knew that they wouldn’t be able to escape his wrath.

Exactly the same could be said about everyone else, who had seen the public execution. Only new Survivors, who would join them in the future might attempt something stupid but Dilan was sure that it wouldn’t be a problem.

After all, as long as he could maintain a safe environment, a few executions were not noteworthy in his opinion.

If the death of scums brought peace and created a well-working community, Dilan would gladly ‘take care’ of the scums.

“It’s not about the execution. Rather, more and more Survivors have started to speak about their family. Everyone wants to start searching for their loved ones. Even a few Tier-1 Ascenders asked to leave the group to start searching for their family.

They feel confident enough to leave and to come back with their family as long as they’re still alive!”

This time it was Bianne, who spoke. She knew about most of the gossip because she would always spend her free time in the cafeteria listening to the Survivor’s gossip, and their worries whenever she was not cooking.

That was why she revealed a lot of internal information whenever their group held a meeting.

Bianne’s information was always quite useful. Their group had already spoken about the topic ‘leaving the group to search for their family’ quite a few times and Dilan’s answer had always been the same.

Only today it was a bit different. Dilan added a few comments to his usual answer, attracting the attention of Sven and a few more quick-witted people around him.

“Well, as everyone knows, I don’t shackle anyone. If they want to leave, we should give them some food, other necessities and they can give it a try. But we cannot do more than that. I won’t be able to help everyone, and I actually don’t want to.

It’s their private business and their personal choice, I’m not their nanny and I have to stay close to the hospital to protect those who chose to stay back.

As long as we’re still here, inside the Rian mountainside hospital, they can return but if they take too long to reunite with us, we won’t wait for them.

Nobody should believe that they’ll get any kind of special treatment.”

Sven had listened intently to Dilan’s comment and he looked at him in confusion. This confused expression subsided quickly but his eyes were still fixated on Dilan, question marks evident in his eyes.

“Are you planning on moving the group somewhere else?”

From the way Dilan spoke, Sven could only conclude that their leader wanted to move their base to someplace else.

He agreed to this but he felt that Dilan’s decision was a little bit sudden and out of nowhere.

Dilan didn’t answer Sven’s question directly. He was actually not sure what he wanted to do.

However, he had a weird feeling about the mountainside behind them.

Dilan felt that it was not the best choice for them to stay in the Rian mountainside hospital or even Rian city.

The Sun temple was also a dangerous variable Dilan had yet to assess properly.

The Ligrav and Rasnian race were certainly dangerous but they faced no immediate threats from either because their relationship was currently rather advantageous and neutral, if one were to ask Dilan.

Their entire group gained numerous advantages from the Sacred Shop and the fact that they gained Sacred points by sacrificing the corpses of monsters that were nearly unusable in most cases.

Hunting monsters became several times more beneficial because they gained something from the entire corpse of the monsters they killed.

That was also why the strength of their entire group was bound to increase in the following seven days.

Yet, Dilan was suddenly thinking of relocating? Why?

It did not make any sense in their opinion. Despite that, nobody mustered the courage to say anything as they kept looking at Dilan and patiently waited for an answer.

‘Something seems to be wrong, but what is it?’ They thought.

However, Dilan didn’t have an answer yet.

“We might have to move soon. Something is wrong about the mountainside, and it’s far more dangerous than the Sun temple’s existence…”

Dilan was not sure whether he felt this because his perception of danger had developed well, or if it was owing to something else.

But he could tell that something ginormous, something of extreme power resided within the mountainside.

At first, Dilan wanted to visit the mountainside to figure out what the unbearable presence he sensed within the mountainside was.

But even before he could t step back into the forest he had come out of on the day after the Primordial Ascension had occurred, Dilan had been held back.

His body and mind prevented him from entering the forest, and <Kirak’s Vassal>, his Divine occupation, seemed to warn him about that place, telling him that he would die if he went there.

Dilan was not even sure how his Divine occupation warned him, but he could clearly feel that it was his Divine occupation that had prevented him from entering the mountainside.

He chose to trust his Divine occupation…but that was not something he could tell the others, otherwise, his credibility would shatter at once.

“I cannot say more for now because I have yet to find out more…but it would be great if you guys stopped everyone from getting too cozy with this place. When the time arrives, everyone should be prepared to leave, if not, I’m not sure if they’ll survive…”