CH 17: Damn Nobles

"Guildmaster! Guildmaster!"

"Calm down. Tell me what is it?"

Pluton Ainzach is currently in his office in E-Rantel Adventurer's Guild when one of his staffs barge in. Ainzach who is a former adventurer could already feel the atmosphere, It's a premonition of his.

"I-In the cemetery... Undead, thousands of them... N-No. More than that!"

"What kinds of undead?"

"S-Skeletons, a lot of them. And other lower undead, but there is already a 4m tall undead..."

"Necroswarm Giant is already there?"

Ainzach knew that the man is not lying, he also could feel it with just his sixth sense alone but as a leader, he must calmly think about this.

This sixth sense is naturally improved on the battlefield and during his long years of being an adventurer, even if it were not intentionally trained. It was obtained through experiences by placing oneself in dangerous situations but even now that he's a former adventurer, the senses are already ingrained in him.

'But thousands of undead? Necroswarm Giant? How? This is too fast. No, evacuation of the citizens is the priority. If Necroswarm Giant already spawned, then stronger undead might spawn later. '

"Mobilize all the adventurers inside and outside the city, tell the Iron-plates, and above to contain the undead and start to establishing parameters and start barricading from North to South of the city to stop the undead from the West with the help of the city guards then Copper plates will start evacuating the people to the East, and..."

"—summon all Three Mithril Rank Adventurers teams..."

"Yes!"

"And contact the Mayor, Magicians guild and sects of the Four Gods, and then send a notice to the surrounding cities and especially the Capital."

The Adventurer's guild started moving, various couriers have been sent, and a few Iron-ranked adventurers have been sent to the cemetery, platinum-ranked rangers have sent to confirm the situation, and so on.

'This is bad.' Ainzach thought. For years they have been guarding the cemetery, this is the first this kind of event happened.

For years he's been a Guildmaster, the Adventurer's Guild, Temples, and the City administration are serious in monitoring the cemetery, the cemetery is one of the biggest cemeteries inside a city in the region. All people knew how the undead hate the living, and also because of religion, they are so prepared against the undead. They had never slacked off going as far, stationing adventurers to patrol the cemetery, and temple priest guarding as well every day but now—

Bells around the city started ringing, it seems that the higher-ups of E-Rantel noticed the problem.

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In less than two hours, all the higher-ups of the city gathered in the mayor's residence. In the room, there are few people present here. They are all responsible for coordinating the containment of undead.

"As both of you said, this thing is not normal. Are they correct?"

The mayor said as he looked at the men in white robes, each of them has four colors. The mayor is a man of short stature but also obese, but the sharp look in his eyes does not match his appearance. He's now discussing and coordinating with the people.

"Yes, like Ainzach said, this never happened before, and the largest undead that gathered in the cemetery did not even reach hundreds."

One of them said. They are priests that lead the local Temples of the Four Great Gods.

"We, of the Magician's Guild, already sent our forces but you must all understand that the magic items are still our priority."

An extremely thin and neurotic-looking man wearing a robe said. He's Theo Rakheshir, the Guildmaster of Magician's Guild in E-Rantel.

The mayor sighed, they really cannot do anything with the Magician's Guild and he decided to change the topic and look to his assistant.

"Right. Anyway, have we hired every mercenary present in the city?"

"Uhm..."

"— Some of the mercenaries have been hired by the nobles."

His assistant replied, the Mayor can't help but furrows his brows, this is something that really bothers him.

'The damn nobles...'

"Is it true?"

He looks to the Guildmaster of Adventurer's Guild.

"Yes."

Ainzach answered, which saddened him.

Earlier, there's a commotion at the gate, while most of the people of E-Rantel are being evacuated to the East of the city, they saw carriages of Nobles with their hired swords who received the information about the ongoing battle and made a scene that they are going out of the city.

The one leading that is a mistress from Baharuth Empire only accompanied by her butler, his people informed him that the blonde beauty with spiral curls and blue eyes, and is said to rival the most beautiful woman in the Re-Estize Kingdom, the Golden Princess.

But even with that, the people now are angry with the nobles.

The scene of nobles forcefully getting out of the city has been seen by many, and the word spread like wildfire and angered the people of E-Rantel.

Nobles are generally hated in Re-Estize, but now that this happens, the nobles are the ones that supposed to protect and lead the common people, but here it is now.

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"The situation will be fine—"

"Shut your mouth filthy commoner!"

Shining Golden Pavilion is one of the most famous locations in the city as well as the most luxurious inn where only nobles and the wealthy could afford to live in. Another contributing factor to its reputation is their restaurant which serves the best and most extravagant dishes cooked by first-class elite chefs.

While the nobles and rich people enjoyed the service of the inn, the sudden ringing of the bell sent them into a panic, they thought the Baharuth Kingdom is laying siege in the Fortress City but then a messenger sent by the City administration came.

The messenger informed the people inside the Inn that there's an outbreak of undead but It's under control — Of course, he's just saying this for these nobles to not panic — while the news turned the nobles' faces white, their dumbasses still believe that it will be fine and continued their fun until one of the patrons started a scene.

It's a blond beauty, a mistress from the Baharuth Empire. She's so beautiful that they cannot believe they never heard about such a person before, her beauty can rival the Golden Princess herself. Appearance may be beautiful but the same thing cannot be said to her personality.

"Undead?! And you are saying that we, nobles, must stay here in the soon-to-be infested city?"

"A-Apologies!"

The messenger frightenedly replied, being shouted from people of higher society can make you lose everything.

"Hmph! Sebas! Let's go!"

"Understood, mistress..."

The butler replied, his appearance of an elderly butler and he is dressed gracefully in his traditional black uniform. His hair is entirely white, just like his immaculate beard. He has visible wrinkles on his hollow face, which makes him seem gentle in appearance. His mistress walked out while stomping the ground, making loud stomping noises as she headed upstairs to the inn.

'Yeah, isn't it safer to get out of the city?' These certain thoughts are planted in the back of their mind.

Are they having favorable thoughts for this because they think it's good or just... mind-control magic?

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Beautifully designed coaches passed by the gatehouse of E-Rantel, these couches that someone can just own unless they are loaded with wealth. Nobles focused on their images, so they buy intricately designed couches that fit a man from the higher society.

Outside the couches are escorted by tough-looking men, they have armed with swords, spears, axes and wearing chainmail, a few of them wore full-plates, they are all mounted in a horse, and also exuding the aura that only a veteran of battles has. They are mercenaries.

The Fortress City of E-Rantel is not only a hub for adventurers and merchants alone, because of the Annual war of the Re-Estize kingdom and Baharuth Empire, mercenary companies are also always hired by the kingdom.

"Those damn nobles!"

"Shhh. Ninya-san they might hear you."

Peter whispered to Ninya, they guarding the gatehouse when flocks of nobles came to demand exit, they don't know what to do while they certainly won't follow a noble's demand, it is still bad to anger them and might affect their job as adventurers.

As an adventurer, it's all about the image of a team.

Ninya does not realize it yet but she's releasing killing intent, that the mercenaries could feel it but they don't dare to start a fight with adventurers.

The Silver-rank adventurer team, Sword of Darkness is one of the Three adventurers teams that are assigned to guard the gatehouse — one gold-ranked team, and two silver-ranked teams.

A number of couches of the Nobles forcefully got out of the gate with the mercenary companies they employed.

They could only watch as the "caravan" horsed away the city.

'Those damn nobles! Leaving the people they are supposed to protect!'

Ninya Veyron, her sister has abducted by a noble. Her ever-burning against the Nobles flared more.

Her teammates could only look at her worriedly, they know what her reasons why Ninya aspired to be an adventurer, It's just to be strong. Strong enough to save her sister.