If only they could block them from entering at all...
Sadly, even the Lords could not block entrances at all, as the Elders had tried many times.
The reasoning was similar to why they couldn’t require everyone who entered to take an oath, as if needing a visa to enter.
The System—for better or for worse—protected the right to survive. It was its main function and meaning, after all. It was why oaths, unless they were slaves, could not be extremely overbearing.
In the same vein, the system prohibited stopping people from entering the protection of a territory as long as they paid the entrance fees. There was also an entrance fee cap, limiting the abuse that lords could impose.
The designer, whoever they were, probably just wanted to protect as many people as possible from this world that was just dangerous by default.
Anyway, this meant that the ’bad guys’ could enter as long as they paid, and would remain inside unless they were kicked out for doing something against the rules.
Althea sighed and looked at Loki. "What do we know about the people coming here?"
"Wazan. A Level 37 Fire elementalist and one of the Valov Lord’s trusted aides," he said. "His level is not considered a top powerhouse for high-level Towns, but he is always the one sent for ’diplomatic’ missions for some reason."
Wazan was famous and Jonathan knew him well. Because it wasn’t classified information, he could tell them about the bastard, and this was included in the letter he sent to the base.
"Wazan had been instrumental in taking over various villages for Valov Town, being one of their main assists.
"The other two are named Erggo and Loin, a level 32 swordsman and a level 31 spearman. This was according to Ryan, but that was all we knew about them for now."
Mathilda had been quiet this whole time, tapping on the table as she thought.
"They will be coming with the caravan, yes? Wanting to gather more information?"
"They will find a way to take over."
"Or do something similar to how they got Ferrol to agree to their demands back then," Mathilda said, and everyone looked at her.
"So sure?"
"Yes," Mathilda said with certainty, and they couldn’t help but sigh.
Considering her confidence, they knew she used her newest inherited skill.
Prophecy.
However, the skill only worked with respect to people and their possible behaviours. Hence, the more accurate term would be Foresight.
Although Mathilda’s skill didn’t guarantee absolute accuracy, the chances were pretty high. Anyway, they preferred to prepare for the worst-case scenarios.
For example, since Valov was still a Level 2 Town, they could not attack it directly. However, Valov could send attacks every two weeks.
Another route they could take was barraging their satellites, which had slightly higher chances of success but would not be as lucrative. Anyone who studied Alterra would know they wouldn’t just leave their satellites to suffer alone.

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