Published: February 10, 2025
Chapter
"Yesterday I had a drinking party and got a bit too drunk, so this chapter is a supplement for yesterday."
Even though a ceasefire had been declared for a day, the air in the Royal City was still filled with the stench of blood and a faint odor.
This smell was unpleasant, but everyone had grown accustomed to it.
The Ice Crystal Road had already been cleared, but the gaps in the city walls were not something that could be temporarily sealed, not to mention the collapse at the city gate.
Standing on a section of the city wall near the gate, Ye Zhongming and Hongxiang watched as the soldiers worked to clear the rubble and bodies.
Both King Hongxiang and King Niao had sustained serious injuries. Even after being treated by Park Soo-young, who had regained her mental energy after half a day, Hongxiang could only move about, and his condition was clearly poor. King Niao was still confined to bed.
To return to a combat-ready state, they estimated it would take at least three to five days of falling sand, and to fully recover, it might even take ten days of falling sand.
"Is that water, cement?"
Ye Zhongming nodded. Actually, it was concrete, but he didn’t want to explain too much.
Since the ceasefire began, the engineering team from Cloud Summit had brought a large amount of construction materials to this place. Coupled with what was already stored in the Royal City, they started to quickly repair the city walls.
While this concrete structure wouldn’t be as strong as the original walls, which had been reinforced with some special abilities, it was faster to implement and could cover the gaps within a few days, providing some defense afterward.
"Did this shield refresh?"
Hongxiang glanced at the Heavenly Shield above them. Although Ye Zhongming had already mentioned it, he still asked, as it was related to whether the battle would reignite.
Ye Zhongming nodded. He couldn't explain the rules of some abilities, so he simply conveyed the results in a way that the posthumous children could understand, attributing the unclear parts to the almighty god...
"How long do you think they will ceasefire?"
Looking at the troops from the Temple of Dawn gathering their dead and reorganizing with the posthumous children in the distance, Ye Zhongming asked.
In this regard, he felt that the kings would understand the Temple of Dawn better than he did and could make the most accurate predictions.
Before King Hongxiang could speak, King Ling Kun approached.
There were some bloodstains on his face that hadn’t been properly wiped clean.
"This dragon is really difficult to deal with..."
With expletives directed at the posthumous children, King Ling Kun took a damp cloth handed to him by a nearby soldier and wiped his face.
"You didn’t let it escape, did you?"
Nothing fosters camaraderie between men more than fighting together. After this battle of offense and defense, the relationship between Ye Zhongming and the three kings, as well as the Guardian of the Sacred Pool, had become harmonious enough to consider them friends.
As they got more familiar, their conversations became less reserved, and their titles also became casual.
"No, it just has a foul mouth. I got angry and gave it a beating, but those dragon scales are really tough." King Ling Kun shook his fist at the two, revealing that his knuckles were scraped.
"Zhongming was just asking how long the ceasefire would last." With King Kan Zishan dead, King Ling Kun had survived the longest among the remaining three kings, and Hongxiang respected his opinion.
King Ling Kun squinted, pondering for a moment before saying, "Under normal circumstances, if they want to resume the battle, they need to rebuild siege equipment, prepare various materials and tools, reorganize troops, rush to make weapons and armor, recover lightly wounded soldiers, and restore morale, among other things."
"If they want to launch another full-scale attack like before, it will take at least twenty days of falling sand." As he spoke, King Ling Kun continued to think, "But if they just want to harass and probe us, then a few days of falling sand will suffice. However, I judge that they won’t do that."