Even goblins are dangerous in this other world!

The person on the left sighed.

The person on the right waved their hand:

"Forget it, Ander. You know, my parents have never liked me because they think I'm lazy and idle. Someone like me has never considered settling down."

"Bringing 3100 home this time is a real triumph, as my younger brother is getting married and urgently needs the money."

The man on the left named Ander seemed about to say something.

But a loud cough came from the front of the crowd, and everyone fell silent.

He looked at the gaunt figure standing in front of him.

Luo Xiu narrowed his eyes as he gazed at the figure peeking out from under the wide vulture robe, noticing a distinctive goatee.

It really is you, old White.

Old White stood at the front of the crowd, looking down at the dense mass of vulture-robed figures.

I felt a pang of emotion.

After years of hard work since the founding of the Vulture organization, half of the organization's territory has been acquired here.

"Everyone."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet, shady area:

"I'll say it again, if anyone wants to leave now, leave the copper coins you received earlier, and you can leave now."

"This activity is different from the past; it will be extremely dangerous."

"But if you choose to stay, you must see it through to the end. If anyone tries to escape tomorrow... kill them without mercy."

Old White paused for a long time before saying "kill without mercy".

No one in the audience seemed swayed by Old White's words; everyone was quietly looking at him, waiting for him to say the next thing.

Old Huai nodded:

"Gentlemen, tomorrow is dangerous."

"But we may still have a chance of winning!"

"We are necromancers, a profession born for the battlefield."

"No matter how many enemies we face, as long as they suffer casualties, we can turn their strength into our own and thus create an opening."

"If we do as I said before, we might not necessarily lose."

Old White's words ignited a sense of confidence in everyone in the audience.

Apart from Luo Xiu and Leila.

Luo Xiu listened to Old White's tactical plan with a somewhat complicated expression.

He remembered what the old man had said to him that day.

"It's because of me that this battle resulted in mutual destruction; otherwise, we would definitely have won."

Perhaps the old man wasn't deliberately showing off; he genuinely thought so.

He may have lived in regret all these years, feeling that he lost the battle because he didn't go on that day 25 years ago.

Even though at that time he was actually just a weakling who hadn't even reached level three.

Regret can change too many things.

So the person who voluntarily fled the battlefield back then is standing here saying that those who flee should be killed without exception.

The tactical layout was briefly reviewed again.

Old White stood at the front of the crowd, took a deep breath, and addressed them:

"Before leaving, everyone shouted the instructions three times."

"The living are slaves——"

As soon as Old White finished speaking, everyone shouted in unison:

"The living are slaves, the dead are souls forged!"

"The living are slaves, the dead are souls forged!"

"The living are slaves, the dead are souls forged!"

"..."

The three rounds had already ended, but the vultures below the stage were still shouting.

Their voices were not loud, but they were uniform and powerful.

Old White's eyes seemed somewhat dazed as he repeated his declarations over and over again.

He seemed to see that towering figure again, only this time the little boy with glasses standing next to him had become a teenager.

"Teacher, I hate war."

The boy lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

"Everyone hates war, White."

The imposing figure crouched down and spoke in a gentle tone:

"But they started this abhorrent war first."

Therefore, the only option is to fight.

That was a long, long time ago.

Old White broke free from his memories.

He held out his hand, gesturing for everyone to stop, then looked at them and slowly began to speak:

"Gentlemen, I will say one last thing. The battle begins tomorrow, and I urge you all to do your utmost. It's the same thing I've always told you:"

"Gentlemen, I love war."

The vultures' final meeting has ended.

Luo Xiu led Leila away first, and found Tassanya waiting in the jungle.

The two poor vulture members were still asleep when Rosh had Tassanya tie them up and take them home.

He had initially planned to let them go after listening to their story, but now Luo changed his mind and decided to let them stay at his home as guests for a while.

He took out his planner and started making changes to it.

Finally, satisfied with the new content above, he nodded:

"That's almost it."

After completing the second task, "Chat with Tassanya," all that's left is to wait for the battle to begin tomorrow afternoon.

Back home, nothing was said that night.

Tassanya went out early the next morning.

They went to work hard in advance for their tasks.

Luo Xiu took Leila to chat with their landlady, Old Lady Oles, for a while.

Then he ran to the west gate of the town and found a corner to wait.

He was waiting for his old friends to return to Wheel Town.

As the rumble of a fully armed convoy of carriages drew near, one after another, people bound hand and foot were thrown from the carriages.

Miss Michelle, Mrs. Laura, little boy Cole...

They were all familiar faces to Luo Xiu.

"Welcome back to Wheel Town."

Luo Xiu silently spoke in his heart.

Beside the carriage procession, a group of elegantly dressed noblewomen gathered together.

They wore form-fitting, waist-cinching gowns that accentuated their beautiful curves, draped with luxurious fur shawls, and their jewelry sparkled in the sunlight.

They were watching a show celebrating the town's residents' return to life.

Each person was thrown to the ground with a loud thud.

The ladies would then burst into laughter.

Luo Xiu watched this scene with a smile on his lips.

You should smile more now, because if you don't smile now, you might not have many more opportunities later.

Chapter 46 Before the War

Afternoon, at the east gate of CheLun Town.

Three or four hundred soldiers, dressed in heavy armor and robes, stood in neat rows outside the town gate.

Before them stood a middle-aged man dressed in light silver-white armor and a heavily made-up woman in a black robe.

The middle-aged man has a noticeable scar on his forehead and is quite handsome. Combined with his age, he should be very attractive to some young women who like the style of handsome older men.

The woman in the black robe wore three or four earrings, had purplish-red lipstick on her lips, and her cheeks were shaded with some kind of dye. Her expression was cold.

"Ecklaus, has the Bandanda side said how long it will take for reinforcements to arrive?"

The one who spoke was a woman in black robes.

She frowned as she looked at the empty plain before her, which appeared to be devoid of anything.

But she knew it must be piled high with those transparent, disgusting things.

The middle-aged man named Ecklaus did not answer the woman in the black robe's question.

He looked at the scout squad leader in his team, who was in charge of reconnaissance, and said:

"Ross, where did those disgusting things go?"

The squad leader being questioned was an assassin specializing in magic perception.