《A cheat that allows me to build a city in another world ?!》6. Villager chief POV(side story)
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Third-person POV
Outside it was around noon, you could see the villagers working non-stop, producing swords and armours for the Liberian Empire. The village chief was dealing with paperwork in his office when a soldier burst the door open.
*Chief! A big group of bandits or soldiers are heading towards the village !*
*Calm down! How do you know did the scouts saw them ? And how many exactly?*
*Yes sir, the scouts seen them, they're around 80-100 sir!*
*Gather everyone who can fight and prepare to defend! We will intersect them outside the village.*
The soldier rushed out, and the village chief is putting his golden armour on from the armour stand in his office.
10-15 minutes later the village chief was standing in front of the people gathered to defend the village, all in armour with a sword a shield and near a horse
*Listen here everyone, I am going to make this quick, the scouts found a group of soldier or bandits coming straight to the village. I believe they're Empire's soldiers combing for the shipment of swords and shields because they're too organized, but as we all decided.
This shipment we will use to defend ourselves. We're tired and sick of being the empire's slaves ! Today, we fight them off and end this slavery once for all ! Everyone on horses and let's depart !*
Time skip ⬇️
[insert chapter 5 here :3]
After Jercan the king of Fortissimum left with his flying machines and his soldiers that he left behind has gone and taken positions in an arena outside the village in tents, the village chief left towards his office to think about his situation
' Jercan the king of Fortissimum, what a scary man who knew someone who has the technology to produce firearms like the United Kingdom of Vallnica would come in this world. So the rumours about people and other stuff being summoned from another world by the God of Time and Space are true, with that state of the village we had no choice but to cooperate with them and maybe asking them to help with the Empire when the times come. '
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The village chief was deep in thought when he hears a knock on the door
*You can enter* said the village chief
*Pease excuse me sir for disturbing you while working* Said the knight commander of the knights' while entering the room
*it's ok I wasn't working, I was thinking about Fortissimum*
*Well then this is a good time then, I also came to speak about them and ask what is your opinion about them sir*
*My opinion on them, huh? Well, they don't look like bad people, but you never the too cautious*
*May I ask a few questions sir*
*Sure, go ahead,* Said the village chief
*Why was village chief so friendly to them ?*
*Didn't you see what weapon they had ? If they wanted, they could have taken us out in a matter of minutes !*
*What?* Said the commander confused, *How come ?*
*You heard and read the stories about the United Kingdom of Vallnica, that they have some weapons that can fire up to 100 with precision? And that's not all, if you get hit by them, you almost instantly die.*
*They had such guns and I didn't notice ? I am ashamed of myself as the commander of the proud knights of this village.*
*Well actually even myself I didn't notice until I got close, they don't exactly look like the fire arms the Kingdom has, Fortissimum firearms looks how should I say? More advanced.*
*I understand sir, then may I ask as the last question why did sir reveal the position of the old abandoned mines to them ?*
*Well if they have enough firepower and manpower to mine there and give us 10% of the ore then we're making profit since we ourselves can't mine there, you can call it passive income*
*I understand, thanks for educating the fool that is myself, if sir doesn't have anything for me to do them I will excuse myself*
*I don't have anything for you at the moment, just go back to base and continue training*
The commander left the room and the village chief has gone back to his work that he was doing before he met Jercan
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