Work Prophet
Chapter 594 - 26: The Generous Lady

Chapter 594: Chapter 26: The Generous Lady

Li Yu released six fireworks in one breath, featuring a variety of colors, and the sky was suddenly ablaze with light!

The onlookers below were left dumbfounded.

Miss Rabbit was also taken aback by the extravagance of the Double Rest Sect this time, she knew Li Yu could summon flames, but she had no idea that he could make fireballs fly up into the sky.

Not to mention he could change their colors, and from the midst of them, they burst into numerous twinkling star fires.

It was simply unbelievable!

But, as astonished as she was, Lady had been with Li Yu for so long, she was somewhat immune to such miracles.

She hadn’t forgotten her duty either; Miss Rabbit knew that not only was this heavenly spectacle, but also the prelude to a war song that had stirred the hearts of many, arranged by the Prophet of the Double Rest Sect to assist her.

Naturally, she did not intend to waste this rare opportunity; while everyone was still in shock, she spoke again.

"Our Lord Saturday has already bestowed a divine prophecy, foretelling that our campaign will be a complete victory!"

As the young lady spoke, she drew the Beast Claw sword from her waist, pointed in the direction of the Dragon Ridge Mountain Range, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "We are warriors from the Westlands! Saturday is with us!!!"

The two thousand warriors from Green Field, all adherents of the Double Rest Sect, were the first to heed the Lady’s call.

They too drew their weapons and echoed with a loud voice, "We are warriors from the Westlands! Saturday is with us!!!"

Encouraged by Miss Rabbit and these two thousand people, the others couldn’t help but also open their mouths and join in the chanting, "We are warriors from the Westlands! Saturday... Saturday is with us!!!"

Although the majority of them were devotees of the Silver Moon Goddess Pexia, many began to waver after witnessing the miracle of Saturday with their own eyes.

After all, the ten thousand who had gone into the mountains were also followers of Pexia, and there had still been no word from them.

This meant that the Silver Moon Goddess did not seem inclined to watch over her followers here, which was the source of everyone’s anxiety.

Fortunately, there was Saturday, the God from a Foreign Country who always seemed exceptionally generous, not stingy at all with His Divine Power, and ready to answer all prayers.

This reassured many, who felt they had something to rely on. The nobles were somewhat better off since they had more to consider and were accustomed to claiming loyalty; at most, they would quietly pray to Saturday in their hearts.

But for the ordinary soldiers, without such considerations, they began to chant along with the followers of the Double Rest Sect.

And after shouting a few times, they indeed found their tension and unease to be significantly relieved.

Seeing the morale of the soldiers rising, the Lady couldn’t help feeling overjoyed in her heart, and with a clenched jaw, she added,

"If we encounter the enemy after entering the mountains... for each enemy killed, you can come to me to claim two Gold Lions!"

Yes, Miss Rabbit was throwing coins around again.

Money, after all, is always the most effective persuader.

As a lover of wealth, the Lady knew this well, so although she felt the pinch when having to spend money, she would not be stingy when it was necessary.

Because as Li Yu said, if they were defeated, the Dwarves would invade, marching all the way to Rock Snow City.

By then, Green Field would certainly suffer; even if the newly-built rammed earth walls could withstand the enemy’s assault, the farmlands, mills, and manors outside the city would probably be destroyed, resulting in even greater losses.

After weighing the two options, Miss Rabbit would rather spend the money now; after all, she had earned quite a sum with her victory, and now it was the perfect time to use it.

The Lady figured that the opponent would still have to besiege Marquis Kuren and his ten thousand troops, and could muster at most another six or seven thousand men to oppose her.

Even if these six or seven thousand people were all killed, that would only total fifteen thousand.

It hurt for sure, but it was still within her tolerance.

And with the offer of real gold and silver rewards, the crowd, as expected, boiled over with excitement once again.

The people who had been conscripted to participate in the battle did receive some compensation from their respective lords, but the amounts were generally low since the lords of the Western Territory were generally short of money and naturally could not afford to reward their subordinates generously.

Many wouldn’t even pay a dime, just waiving some taxes and forced labor.

Earning two gold coins for killing an enemy was like a windfall for these militiamen.

This was not because the noble lady was squandering her wealth, Miss Rabbit was pricing them based on Dwarf Warriors.

Though at a great disadvantage in height compared to humans and Half-Beast Warriors, Dwarves were equipped far better.

Dwarves were renowned on the Bratis Continent for their exceptional weapon forging and gem processing technology. Not everyone donned iron armor, but their weapons and equipment were generally better than those of the warriors on the Empire side, making them quite difficult to deal with.

But so far, the others did not know of the Dwarves’ existence and thought this was a mission to go into the mountains to kill wildlings.

The wildlings had already proven how easily defeated they were in the previous battles, allowing even the militia to have the upper hand in terms of equipment.

Thus, motivated by Ireya’s generous reward, the unease and tension on the faces of the militiamen disappeared, replaced by excitement, feeling that the trip was worthwhile.

The nobles were also deeply impressed by the lady’s loyalty and generosity, because among those initial ten thousand, only the Arias family had no one present, meaning the young girl was dipping into her own pocket to rescue Marquis Kuren and their people.

What a noble spirit was this?

Red Beard, Iron Spear, along with the other eight selected wildlings, were just escorted out from the wooden enclosure where they had been held.

They, too, had heard that strange music from nowhere and the agitating song that followed, and then they saw the colorful flames appear in the sky.

Just like everyone else on the clearing, they were stunned, but unlike the excited Western Territory warriors, their faces revealed deep fear.

"What... what is that thing?" Iron Spear gaped.

"Don’t look, that must be powerful witchcraft, capable of twisting people’s minds," Red Beard warned.

He had guessed as much by the reaction of those around him.

If it wasn’t mind-twisting witchcraft, there was no other way to explain why the mood and momentum of these Westerners changed so rapidly.

They had started off completely dispirited, but now they were excited as if they’ve gone mad, and they were even stretching out their left hands to make strange gestures.

Iron Spear thought his brother made sense, quickly lowering his head and muttering.

"It looks like these guys have been controlled by that wizard, completely turned into puppets, but why haven’t we been affected at all?"

"Because the Mountain Spirit of Dragon Ridge Mountain is protecting us."

"Most likely. But that evil wizard’s power is truly great, able to make even the sky change," Iron Spear exclaimed again.

"It’s useless, those Dwarves have already prepared an ambush in the mountains. If they dare to go in, they’ll never come out again," Red Beard said while he saw the same dark shadow from last night not far away.