Chapter 137
Chapter 137
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 137
Chapter Title: Fallen Wave (2)
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[Human Viscount Rokan has occupied Kosonobol Village.]
[All guards protecting Kosonobol Village return to the city.]
[All users located in Kosonobol Village are forcibly relocated outside the borders.]
“Perfect.”
A bloodless entry. The term fit perfectly.
Not a single drop of blood spilled, not a single axe swing, and he had claimed the undead territory.
With no lord or guards, he just needed to enter the lord’s castle and occupy it.
[You can now use the Territory Management Window.]
So, what to do next? It was already decided.
“Open Territory Management Window.”
Rokan executed the command without hesitation.
“Withdraw territory funds.”
[You have withdrawn 5,271 gold, 65 silver, and 32 copper from Kosonobol Territory’s funds.]
He withdrew all the accumulated funds from the territory in one go.
He could maintain the occupation and stabilize it to turn it fully into human territory, but that was for later. In its current state, defending it wouldn’t be easy.
‘Of course, it won’t be taken for a while.’
For now, the Black Dragon Legion’s faction would be too busy with the Fallen Wave, and users couldn’t approach due to the newly generated human guards.
“Then, off to the next one.”
Having cleanly stripped the territory of its funds, Rokan immediately left the village and swiftly moved toward the direction of the Fallen Wave to occupy the second and third villages.
Rakun: Is the Fallen Wave for real? Looks like at least 2,000 of them.
└Jagya: 2,000? It’s over 3,000. Devs must be crazy.
└Boltan: Numbers aren’t the issue right now. Their levels are insane!
Koros: And looting empty houses during all this? Rokan’s personality...
└Noctis: Docks last time, villages this time! So that hunting ground’s blocked now.
In the meantime, the homepage was in chaos. Not just because of the Fallen Wave, but because Rokan was following behind, seizing the destroyed villages, doubling the pain for Black Dragon Legion users.
The villages were occupied, but hunting grounds weren’t fully controlled—still, resupplying was tough, so they couldn’t hold their spots long-term.
No, before that, if they didn’t handle the Fallen Wave, the faction itself would collapse.
The relentless Fallen Wave swallowed three more villages in just half a day, putting the Black Dragon Legion users on high alert.
The four seized villages were a problem, but if this continued, even the major cities where top guilds operated would be threatened.
At least it was fortunate that the monsters stopped moving as evening fell.
‘They’ll strike when you let your guard down.’
But Rokan knew. They weren’t just resting.
The truth was, at night, they hunted nearby monsters and turned them into allies.
Leave them be, and you’d face even more corrupted monsters.
That’s why night raids to reduce their numbers were necessary, but the Black Dragon Legion had neither the manpower nor the leisure for it right now.
“Hm?”
And right on cue, good news arrived for Rokan.
[An audience with the Emperor has been arranged. Teleport to the capital within 1 hour.]
“Perfect timing.”
The long-awaited meeting with the Emperor was finally here.
With the corrupted monsters no longer moving, he could go without worry.
Rokan passed through Taimura and used a teleport magic circle to reach the human capital.
“Viscount Rokan.”
Since the meeting was pre-arranged, the Emperor audience event triggered immediately, and a waiting knight guided him.
[You are granted an audience with the Emperor.]
[All equipped weapons and armor are automatically unequipped.]
[Forcibly equipping items during the audience may be considered treason. Proceed with caution.]
“Viscount Rokan greets Your Imperial Majesty.”
“Well done coming, Viscount Rokan. You have something to say to me?”
Rokan bowed deeply, and the Emperor cut straight to the point. He wasn’t strict on etiquette with visitors and preferred a practical, direct style himself.
“Yes. Please take a look at these.”
What Rokan offered were two items: the Ancient Desert Emperor’s secret tome and the Puppet Master’s manual.
The first, the Ancient Desert Emperor’s secret tome, contained ancient spells that allowed noble mummies and scorpions to retain their form and power after thousands of years, keeping the Ancient Desert Emperor alive.
The second, the Puppet Master’s manual, held spells to control even living beings like puppets.
Both were perfect for the current Emperor’s ambition to awaken the ancient emperor and restore past glory. They would accelerate research toward the ancient emperor’s resurrection.
“Oh, these...”
Recognizing their value instantly, the Emperor’s eyes gleamed as he took the items.
He wasn’t emperor just because of his bloodline—he had the fitting abilities.
[Human race quest ‘Resurrection of the Ancient Emperor’ accelerates.]
The effect was immediate. No reward yet, but the quest progress had clearly jumped.
“And one more thing to offer.”
“More to offer?”
“Yes. Territory. I wish to present the four villages I recently occupied to Your Imperial Majesty.”
But it didn’t end there. Rokan also transferred ownership of his four newly acquired villages to the Emperor.
Defending villages with only guards had its limits on his own.
Having already looted the funds, better to hand over nominal ownership than hold and lose them.
“Indeed, I heard you seized a few undead villages. You’re not just dumping hard-to-hold territory on me?”
But the Emperor was sharp. He seemed to see through Rokan’s intentions with a piercing question, then suddenly burst into laughter.
“Hahaha, no need to tense up. Even if so, I’ve no mind to blame you. No, you did well. It’s premature, but we’re only in tacit truce—we haven’t formally ended the war. If you can take it, better to secure it. You there—secure the territories Viscount Rokan has offered me immediately!”
“Yes! As you command.”
The Emperor was bold. He moved troops to defend the offered territories right away and raised Rokan’s title in address, hinting at rewards.
[You have been promoted to Count.]
[Title promotion grants more territory and greater authority.]
“Additionally, I grant Count Rokan desired territory and one item from the imperial vault.”
“Thank you.”
A window appeared before Rokan, shaped like a map marked with blue and red zones.
Red indicated owned territories; blue were unclaimed, directly managed by the imperial family—territories Rokan could acquire.
Rokan already held vast lands around Linai Territory, unbelievable for a viscount, but counts received direct imperial land grants as standard.
‘Interesting.’
Rokan’s eyes sharpened as he viewed the map. Lands others had claimed in his past life were now all vacant.
‘Which of these were the gems?’
He needed to choose carefully. He could earn more later with merits, but when was uncertain, even to him.
“I’ll take this one.”
“Haha! An intriguing choice. But it might suit you well. Very well, I’ll transfer the territory rights. But it’s strategically vital, so the personnel stationed there stay.”
“That’s exactly what I hoped for.”
After careful deliberation, Rokan selected one: a territory in the disputed Regalia region.
No special products, no monster byproducts, constantly at war—zero reason to choose it.
Yet Rokan picked it. Profitable territories abounded, but money was no longer a key criterion for him.
‘Time to suck some honey again.’
[You have acquired ownership of Regalia Territory.]
Eager to visit, but one reward remained: an item from the imperial vault!
The imperial vault’s downside was hidden stats until chosen, but smart picks yielded treasures.
“Then to the imperial vault. I’ve more of your ‘homework’ to handle. I expect great things ahead.”
[Kosonobol Territory ownership transferred.]
[Nodolian Territory ownership...]
The Emperor seemed to have plans for the new villages.
Whatever it was, it was good for Rokan as a human.
Knowing the Emperor’s personality, Rokan could roughly predict what followed, but he’d deal with it later.
[You have entered the Imperial Vault. Select and take one armament within 30 minutes.]
Leaving the audience chamber, he arrived at the vault. Not as many items as expected—ornate wall decorations and small display pieces.
Still, over a hundred, but not a mountain of treasures.
Rokan strode in and picked one without hesitation.
Without visible info, stronger ones might exist, but not what he needed.
[Armament selected.]
[Detailed armament info available after leaving the Imperial Vault.]
‘I’ve been here before.’
Rokan had entered once in his past life and chosen the same. Satisfied then too.
No need for risks—a sure choice.
[The Imperial Vault doors are closing.]
Exiting, Rokan checked the item, confirming it matched his memory.