Chapter 75: Lord Jonas Will Never Treat Anyone Loyal to Him Unfairly |
[System Notification]
[Acquired Abilities: Shadow Escape, Backstab]
[Shadow Escape: Vanish into darkness, making detection and attacks difficult.]
[Backstab: Launch attack from behind, triggering 400% damage.]
Upon seeing this message, Jonas could not help but smile.
He forcefully scratched his slick skin, eliciting a faint hiss from below.
Finally, his loyalty score had turned positive.
It was inevitable after all he had done.
And now, with these abilities,
If Caterdra had to be cautious when assassinating—after all, she couldn’t use Shadow Escape in well-lit areas—
Jonas had no such concerns. One obliterating spell, and at night, what wouldn’t be dark?
By then, with his Frost Silver-level strength combined with these two godlike abilities, not many in Bostaya could withstand his assassination attempts.
If the leaders were all eliminated, the remaining soldiers would be nothing to fear.
“Miss Caterdra!
You truly have given me a great gift!
To reward you, I will give you a perfect night.”
“No… ugh…”
Meanwhile,
Until nightfall, the Destiny Army continued to be assimilated.
Those who still clung to hope but were disloyal—traitors hidden under the system’s watchful eye—were mercilessly killed by Jonas’s countless ice arrows.
The remaining troops now showed loyalty scores, and at least none would betray him.
As for their loyalty increasing, once these people joined Thunderkeep, it would naturally rise.
Compared to the Empire and Destiny, under Liliana’s management, Thunderkeep was practically paradise.
Given their previous lives, Jonas was not afraid they lacked loyalty.
On this side, Liliana was still managing the assimilation of surrendered soldiers.
Most were natives and slaves.
Amid her busy work, Liliana glanced toward the direction of Jonas’s room, her gaze tinged with grievance.
He hadn’t played for a long time…
Recently, Jonas seemed to be interrogating that female assassin.
But it wasn’t really an interrogation—just by watching the way she walked, Liliana knew something was off.
Seeing her stuttering movements and the figure beneath her black robe, Liliana could imagine it all.
She muttered softly, “What a fickle man…”
Unconsciously, she touched the collar around her neck.
She seemed to secretly look forward to such treatment.
As one group of surrendered soldiers crossed the city gates,
Their eyes gradually became drawn to the scene before them.
Originally, they imagined Thunderkeep to be a relatively small territory, but now, what lay ahead was a vast, majestic city.
Thunderkeep’s size had expanded more than tenfold; the original small domain was now covered by rows of neatly arranged cement houses.
The streets bustled with people of various skin tones and races—natives and those considered lowly.
Yet, unlike the surrendered soldiers’ expectations, these people did not show despair or inferiority.
On the contrary, everyone busied themselves with their work, weaving through the streets and alleys.
Even the children of the lowest-ranked Albino race joyfully ran and played in the streets.
Their laughter and shouts echoed in the air, filling the place with vibrant life.
This scene stunned the surrendered soldiers, as if they had stepped into another world.
Recalling what Jonas had proudly declared before,
They had originally thought he was lying to make them surrender, but now,
It all seemed true.
A nearby Thunderkeep soldier patted these surrendered troops and said, “What are you staring at? Move on!”
Even this soldier was once considered a lowly race.
If everything were as before,
They would have angrily called these soldiers the Empire’s lackeys.
Now it seemed,
If Jonas could fulfill all his promises, then Thunderkeep was their future, their destiny!
Thinking this, many lowered their guard.
For this place, they unexpectedly felt a sense of belonging.
After receiving this batch of surrendered soldiers, Thunderkeep also gained many supplies,
Including weapons, armor, horses, and other military equipment.
These could replenish their army’s losses or be used for trade.
They also received two mage corps.
After Jonas’s arrangements, these corps would be merged into Charis’s mage corps.
With Charis’s perfect one hundred percent mana affinity, plus the reinforcement from these corps,
Even if Jonas was not in Thunderkeep City, she could defend at least two army groups.
After defeating the Destiny Army,
Thunderkeep Territory held a banquet, specially hosted by Jonas.
Every race and native attended the banquet, where the wine was brought back by Jonas’s men from the nobles of Tars City.
Now, it was all laid out on the tables.
Bonfires were lit in clusters.
“Long live Lord Jonas!”
“Lord Jonas is our savior!”
“He’s practically a god, single-handedly defeating an entire army!”
“Under Lord Jonas’s protection, we will surely have a bright future.”
“I wish I could marry Lord Jonas.”
Fine wine, delicious food, and roaring bonfires.
Everyone’s faces were filled with smiles that seemed out of place for these troubled times, silently making wishes to the fire.
Meanwhile, the surrendered soldiers still being assimilated swallowed hard and stopped.
For some reason, they suddenly felt envious.
A Thunderkeep soldier impatiently said, “Are you still standing there? Once I finish assimilating you, I’m going to join the banquet too!”
The soldier before them was also an Albino, the lowest-priced slave race, yet here he was, a soldier.
Some surrendered soldiers stared blankly at this scene and muttered, “If we join here, could we have a life like this?”
They had once joined Destiny for such a future, for their families to have such a future.
But now, the future they hoped for seemed to be right before their eyes.
The Albino soldier paused, then said, “Lord Jonas will never treat anyone loyal to him unfairly!
Can you imagine?
His chief retainer, his chief swordsman, is an Albino.”