Work Prophet

When Ireya first heard that the Wing Tribe had left Lake City, she was slightly anxious, thinking those folks were unwilling to watch her and her resistance army march triumphantly, and finally couldn't resist taking action.

However, from later news, the Lady learned that the Wing Tribe was not marching towards Rock Snow City, but rather heading east, leaving the Western territory.

Unlike when they came, this time they retreated decisively, not even stopping in any town along the way, just constantly flapping their wings, taking less than five days to fly out of the Western territory.

The Lady, worried that the information might not be accurate or that the Wing Tribe might be playing some trick, specifically inquired at several radio stations to piece together the movement trajectory of the Wing Tribe over the past days. She discovered that it was a straight line, directly extending beyond the Western territory.

Only then did she confirm they had truly withdrawn.

At this time, the news of the Wing Tribe's withdrawal from Lake City also began to spread gradually in the Western territory, accompanied by a more shocking rumor.

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After the Wing Tribe left, the city lord of Lake City, Pearls, could finally move out of the hotel and return to his own castle.

Returning home after more than a month, Pearls felt a mixture of emotions, thinking his role as city lord was too frustrating, being driven out of his own home on his turf.

Moreover, the Wing Tribe had also closed the city gates, retracted the drawbridge outside the city, and prohibited anyone from entering or leaving. Pearls wanted to take his family to stay at the manor outside the city for a while, but it was not allowed.

With the city being sealed for so long, the economy in the city had already collapsed, food and daily necessities skyrocketed, and Pearls, being quite honest, handed over all his possessions to the Wing Tribe for survival, leaving nothing behind.

Furthermore, he had a large family, and nearly couldn't afford food towards the end. Fortunately, as the city's owner, he managed to hold on with the help of vassals.

But others, especially the commoners, were not so fortunate. Pearls roughly estimated that this sealing of the city might have starved over ten thousand people.

In fact, there was quite a bit of stored grain in Lake City, but it was all withheld by the Wing Tribe, unwilling to distribute it to the residents. Pearls pleaded several times, only to be met with refusals, not even seeing the shadow of Solomon.

Lake City had a population of just over sixty thousand people, and Pearls dared not continue calculating the losses.

Plus, once the city gates opened, the remaining people were all fleeing, with many abandoning their properties.

On his way to the castle, Pearls encountered more than one group of people, fleeing Lake City with their families.

These people paused briefly upon seeing Pearls, then picked up their pace, running faster, to Pearls' heartache. Many of these people and their ancestors chose to settle here because of Lake City's stability.

As a city standing in the center of a lake, surrounded by water, Lake City had kept countless strong enemies at bay over the long years.

The founding Emperor of the Empire, Angry Lion Alexander, also had to reach an agreement with the Marier family, allowing them to continue ruling Lake City in exchange for their loyalty.

Yet today is not like the old times. Facing the flying Wing Tribe, the surrounding lake no longer protects this city.

With these thoughts, Pearls felt a bit uneasy. He disliked the rude and overbearing Wing Tribe, but when they left, he felt inexplicably anxious.

While lost in thought, Pearls arrived outside the castle. Facing the closed gates, he had to have someone climb the walls with a ladder to open the gates from within.

And when the main gate opened, Pearls felt his breathing stop.

Seeing the terrifying scene inside, he involuntarily took a few steps back, finally sinking to the ground with weak legs.

Everywhere his eyes could see, it was full of corpses, densely packed, at least a thousand, all with wings on their backs, some still in bizarre postures.

Pearls felt his mind go blank, unable to utter a single word due to fear.

After a while, he gradually gathered his spirits and boldly continued into the castle, where the main building was also filled with corpses, estimated to be over a thousand.

Fortunately, by now, Pearls had grown somewhat numb and was not as terrified as before. He recalled some recent rumors in the city.

It was said that the Wing Tribe stayed up in the middle of the night, transporting something out of the city.

Then related to the Wing Tribe suddenly turning back halfway and refusing to open the city gates of Lake City again.

Pearls' mind conjured an absurd and terrifying thought.

Could it be that what the Wing Tribe transported at night were not other items, but corpses? As for the corpses inside the castle, they were there because they left in too much haste to take them away.

Pearls shivered. How many of the Wing Tribe died? After more than a month of constant transporting out, they still left more than two thousand corpses in his castle.

Moreover, they hadn't engaged in any battles during this time, so why was there such a large-scale reduction in numbers?

Pearls couldn't figure it out, standing amidst the corpses, his body uncontrollably trembling.

No wonder the Wing Tribe quietly left Lake City under the cover of night, not saying goodbye to anyone, and Pearls, the city lord, only learned about it upon waking up. All the Wing Tribe warriors responsible for guarding the city had disappeared.

What happened to cause such a severe blow to this Wing Tribe army?

While Pearls was pondering, he heard an attendant exclaim, "Saturday, it's the Divine Punishment of Saturday!"

"The Divine Punishment of Saturday truly befell those Wing Tribesmen!!!" The attendant exclaimed excitedly, "Prophet Merlin didn't lie, this is Divine Punishment!!!!"

As he spoke, he extended his left hand, making a sign of six, to which Pearls frowned, "Jack, when did you start believing in that Foreign God?"

Jack replied, "My... my mother converted to Saturday a year ago, she often tells us about Merlin and the Double Rest Sect, and my father also converted half a year ago, but I haven't made up my mind yet.

"No, I haven't made up my mind yet, I plan to find a Sabbath to help me conduct the initiation ceremony in a few days, Lord Pearls, you should come too!"

Pearls was stunned, "Why should I go with you?"

"You've witnessed the Divine Power of Saturday firsthand, doesn't that move you? And those Wing Tribesmen have already fled."

Jack's last words awakened Pearls, who fell into contemplation again, indeed, the Wing Tribe had fled, so what should he, who had just surrendered to the Wing Tribe, do now?

Pearls' expression changed multiple times before he finally clapped Jack on the shoulder, "No need to wait a few days, let's go now."

"Ah?" This time, Jack was caught off guard, "No, now, in such a hurry?"

"Yes, right now," Pearls had made up his mind, "I'll go with you to meet Merlin and Sir Irelia, go back and tell your parents, and we'll head out... no, don't go yourself, just find someone to pass the message, that way we can leave the city sooner."