Bard Ray fought against the fierce cold winds in order to obtain the Ironblood Warrior job class. He crossed the iceland and withstood monster attacks with his body.
The unique trait of the Ironblood Warrior was that they became even more fortified when fighting powerful enemies in extreme environments.
Bard Ray let out a light sigh. Only then he knew that his adventure was over.
It was two days until Kaybern’s attack on Morata!
Bard Ray arrived at the northern gate of Morata via the teleport gate.
“It changed beyond my imaginations.”
He had heard from Arkhim but could not spare the time to watch the news.
The scenery had transformed completely from when he stepped out of the city gates to become the Ironblood Warrior.
The walls were reinforced by double and triple layers; residential areas were deconstructed and remaining buildings were patched securely with steel and rocks.
Countless structures similar to the goddess statue and the Light Tower were visible.
The players cheered at the sight of Bard Ray. They too had waited for his return.
After all, the fight against Kaybern would have been quite empty without his presence.
Though he had lost to Weed, his honor as the God Warrior did not dissipate.
Some players still assessed that Bard Ray was stronger than Weed.
“Welcome. I will show you how much Morata has changed.”
Bard Ray looked around Morata with Arkhim’s guide.
“Indeed it seems there has been a lot of change. With only a glimpse I can tell that it is an entirely different fortress.”
“The bond between the Northern players and their ability of quick construction is worthy of praise.”
It took them less than a day to construct shelters and defensive walls.
Beginning after breakfast, the first structures were complete around lunchtime.
The supply transport, design and construction seemed to have been carried out by different minds but the results were satisfactory.
They were excellent in haphazard but rapid construction.
“Where is the expected location of the fight?”
“The dragon’s lair is located to the south, so we predict that it will come from the same direction. Still, it would be favorable if the battle can take place in Bingryeong or Wyvern Square. We have put the bait in place.”
“The dragon destroys the most noticeable and the most expensive valuables. So, we crafted some traps.”
Bard Ray took a closer look around Binryong Square and was convinced.
There was a sculpture of the black dragon that spanned over several hundred meters!
It was yet to be complete, but it was so realistically detailed and yet somehow a bit uglier.
Furthermore, it was a depiction of the dragon getting its butt whacked by a goblin, a creature that the dragon didn’t even consider as a life form.
“This… This will surely enrage the dragon. What if it fires magic spells or breath from afar?”
“That is our concern, but the Mapan Council and the northern merchant councils offered their assistance.”
“They plan to stack piles of gold in the town square.”
If the dragon were to see the treasure, it would never destroy them.
Even the Light Tower, the arts center and goddess statue were to be dressed with gold in the hopes of avoiding the dragon’s attack.
“The dragon will certainly destroy the statue of mockery. If it goes as planned, we will seize our opportunity in either Bingryeong or Wyvern Square.”
“Everyone will commence the attack at the town square.”
“Yes. Fortunately through negotiations we retained our command over our guild forces.”
Arkhim asked that if the war began, they were granted the authority to fight independently.
Weed agreed to the proposal.
It would have been a handsome sight to lead the Hermes Guild members, but truthfully they were a hassle to lead effectively.
Unlike the Northern players used for human wave tactics, they were elite players with impressive combat abilities.
He thought that the Hermes Guild hunting the dragon on their own accord was much more advantageous.
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“Granted. But I am sure the dragon will ascend when it’s in danger.”
“It is vital that we prevent its flight, but for the worst we have prepared Mule’s griffin strikers for an aerial fight. We have to put an end to the fight that very day.”
Bard Ray observed the preparations in Morata and was filled with excitement for the day of war.