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Chapter 125 - 29 Grandfather on Mother’s Side

Chapter 125: Chapter 29 Grandfather on Mother’s Side

"It’s not a matter of weakness," Quintus said with a bitter smile, "given the proper terrain, a Mage can match a heavy weapons platoon."

"The problem with assassination is that there’s no way to prepare in advance, and in an emergency situation, a Mage is hardly an opponent for assassins."

"The Spartan Warriors can help with the defense," Rudashus commented.

"With the help of the Weapon Master, I think these Mages should be able to calm down a bit," Quintus sighed, "Currently, more than thirty Mage Towers have declared closure, and the Mage Association has put a lot of political pressure on my father."

"Relying solely on us Spartans isn’t enough," Rudashus stated, "we must recruit more mercenaries."

"Mercenaries are an unstable factor," Quintus said, looking troubled, "not all mercenaries hold honor and discipline in such high regard as the Spartans."

"Spartans aren’t purebloodists either; the age of isolation for the city-state is over," Rudashus responded, "I myself was a mercenary from Cyprus until I came to the Sparta City State."

"We hope to hold a grand martial competition to select the strongest warriors among the mercenaries and add them to the city defense troops."

"We will use the iron-blooded discipline of the Spartans to restrain them and forge them into Spartan Warriors who can rival the Latin people."

"Nevertheless, this is for the defense of Olympia."

"Understood, regarding the funding, I need to discuss this matter with my father," Quintus nodded, "Please rest in the city barracks first."

Rudashus nodded indifferently and led the group onto the subway.

Quintus watched the Spartans leave, his gaze suddenly resting on a petite figure.

Hmm, that person... He felt a slight stir in his heart, but the subway had already started, carrying everyone away from his sight.

It must have been an illusion.

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Because it was built inside a tree, the subway of Olin City is vertical.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a high-speed elevator.

Olin City is divided into 106 floors and connected by more than 30 elevators, with some stopping only at odd-numbered floors, others serving only the bottom 10 floors, and so on, complicated like a network.

The elevator Rudashus and the others took was for military use and went directly to the 80th floor.

Despite Olin City’s lucrative trade in extraordinary materials and its abundant wealth, the conditions in the barracks still retained the Sirius people’s spartan and modest style.

The Spartans were assigned a large shared room where they slept together with the Olin City Guards.

The members of The Azure Longsword Mercenary Corps had the good fortune to get separate single rooms, which were originally the bedrooms for the officers.

Thanks to frequent assassination attempts within Bai City, the Olin City barracks had also been attacked several times, resulting in the noble officers all hiding and sleeping in their own homes.

The bedroom was small, fitting only four beds, but this posed no problem at all for those who had Fire Island at their disposal.

Mia placed her hands on the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the clouds and land below in admiration:

"Aske, come take a look, we must be so high up here!"

"Be careful the window isn’t sturdy; you could fall," Aske teased.

Frightened, Mia quickly moved away from the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Aske." Someone was tugging at his sleeve.

Aske turned to see that it was Princess Thira.

"I’d like to have a private chat with you," Thira said.

"What’s the matter?" Aske, curious because of the recent continuous events, asked, "Did you suddenly learn some Extraordinary Swordsmanship? Or did you discover you have dissociative identity disorder?"

Thira: ???

"It’s not that," Thira seemed to have difficulty speaking, "It’s something to do with my family."

The two teleported to Fire Island and found a secluded spot.

"Speak," Aske said.

"The City Lord of Olympia City is Apilius, a noble of the Empire," Thira removed her mask, revealing her perfectly exquisite face, her expression troubled.

"He is my grandfather."

Aske pondered.

"So that noble officer named Quintus just now..."

"Is my uncle," Thira sighed as she spoke, "He comes to Constantinople every few years to visit me and Zoe."

"What are your plans then?" Aske asked casually, "A family reunion?"

"No," Thira shook her head, "Once my identity is revealed, they would certainly send me to Athens for protection and wouldn’t allow me to stay on the front lines."

"Olympia City holds a special status in the Empire and even in the Sirius Province. The formula for Wisdom X requires the juice of the Eden Tree, which only the Olympia Tree can provide. Besides, almost every Arcane Sequence formula, Spiritual Material, and knowledge can be found in Olympia."

"It is a city of mages, a sacred site and cornerstone in the Empire’s Extraordinary Realm, just as the Church is to the scientific community."

"I have already betrayed the trust of Constantinople. I am no longer the Emperor now, but I at least hope to save Olympia, not to let this gem of the Empire fall into the hands of the western Crusaders."

"Hmm," Aske thought for a moment, "Olympia should be fine."

"If it were the Seljuks attacking, there might be a possibility of breaching the city. But this time we’re facing the Latin Empire."

"The Latin Empire is threatened by the Seljuks to their rear, from the direction of Asia Minor; they cannot afford to attack Olympia with all their might. As long as they pay a sufficient price, they will naturally retreat and turn to plunder elsewhere."

"The Seljuks also see this point, which is why they keep sending Ilanian assassins into the city to cause chaos. The aim is to make the Latin Empire think that there is an opportunity, so they end up in a mutually destructive battle with Sirius at the siege."

"I see," Thira visibly relaxed.

She had actually thought that Olympia City might not have a problem, otherwise such a cunning and slick guy like Aske wouldn’t have led his team to Olympia.

Now, getting a definitive answer from Aske gave her a sense of immense relief.

"Um..." Thira thought for a moment, then said, "I want to buy the Spiritual Material for ’Meteor I.’ Can you come with me?"

"Of course," Aske replied, "Let’s call Nora and get all the group-buy items we need."

So the two returned to reality, called Nora, and the three of them took the elevator out of the military camp together.

The 60th floor of Olympia City, with a height of 20 meters, is the famous "Extraordinary Market." A variety of Spiritual Materials are openly sold here, with all manner of street stalls, shops, and auction houses available.

Almost all Sequence I formulas can be found here, and there is no shortage of Sequence II formulas. As Thira said, as the world’s only "Extraordinary Goods Distribution Center," Olympia’s status is unmatched by any other city.

It naturally attracts all of the Empire’s Transcendents and resources, then amplifies them through a clustering effect.

Through the circulation of goods, various formulas and resources are distributed to the corresponding Sequence Transcendents, acting as an upgrade accelerator for the entire Empire’s Extraordinary Realm.

In the previous life’s game, it was also a trading paradise for RMB bigwigs and workshops.

In the original game world, Aske would have never believed that the game officials would allow Olympia City to fall—it’d cause a riot among the paying bigwigs.

However, in this Otherworld, anything is possible.

As he was thinking this, he suddenly noticed someone up ahead.

That person’s way of walking was a bit strange.