Since the usual industries were useless, the most lucrative business he had was elementalist sales. He looked at the elder in charge of this, and the man immediately shivered.
He was a new elder, after the previous one died a horrid death.
"SPEAK."
The man was reluctant to speak, but he had to. "I...there are no new arrivals, Milord," he said. "B-But I am in contact with more territories!" he hurriedly added, afraid that he’d be killed.
"What do you mean?" Mafo asked with gritted teeth. "Wasn’t there a scheduled delivery today?"
"We lost a few subsidiaries in a war, Milord," he said. "Weren’t you alerted?"
Mafo paused, vaguely remembering such a thing. He was too high to care about it at the time. It did not mean that he was less livid, however.
SLAM!
"Are you calling me stupid?"
"N-N-NO, MILORD!" the elder squeaked, crawling to him and prostrating himself to keep his life. "We...we are being targeted, M-Milord! P-Please deal with me a-at a later date!" Asking for complete forgiveness when the lord was in this mood was counterproductive.
He’d just beat them up more, asking how the person dared to ’order him around’.
"The Village that was supposed to deliver had been taken over," he said. "When our people went there, they were defeated instead. I o-only found out about it recently when the few who had escaped r-reported to me, Milord."
"Who is it?" he asked, tone dark and sent shivers down their spines.
"Iron Mountains, Milord," he said. "It was Guia Village, formerly."
"That is Valov’s territory!"
An elder shook his head. "It’s Alterra, Milord," he said. It wasn’t a secret, but not everyone knew it at the top of their mind, especially when they were not paying attention. "Iron Mountains is owned by Alterra Town.
"What?" Mafo muttered, reminded of it. "What are they planning?"
Was it a preemptive strike?
So that was the war they were going through last time, eh?
Eian looked at the elders with sharp eyes before turning to the Lord. "The Elder is correct, Milord. Perhaps it is time to declare war on Alterra Town now," he said. "The gap should be over now."
Indeed. It was better to fight against the new Town rather than an established one!! Besides, when he won, he could get his much-needed funds!
"It should’ve been two weeks now, indeed," he said, anger slightly subsiding. Rather, it found a new target to vent. "This time I will successfully take over—"
[Alterra Town (Lvl1) is not open for war at this time.]
"WHAT!?"
....
This time, it was Limestone Valley going to war.
As decided upon by the Elders, they chose Inko Village this time in order to retrieve Juno Village, the place that Penelope, Sarah, and many others had once called home.
It was quite poetic in a sense, since they had attacked Limestone Valley twice now.
This operation was naturally led by Victor and Henry, with some assistance from Garan.
Unlike the war for Calming Village, though, Limestone Valley was quite near Inko. They also had a bit more time to make things easier for themselves.
One of the main strategies? Get a few people to register as residents at least a week before the war.
The people sent here were, for the most part, not permanent residents from Limestone or Alterra, otherwise, it would’ve felt wasteful because they’d have to repurchase residencies.
There were plenty of reasons for sending spies so many days in advance. One was to gather info and make sure everything they knew was as updated as possible.
Another, which was what their enemies loved to do, was to sow discord and cause chaos during the war.
Most importantly: This was so they could give orders to slaves!
The spies naturally had to be at a level that was relatively strong for village level, but not too eye-catching, which was around level 10 to 11. They needed to be strong enough not to be bullied, but also not too strong that people would be too guarded with them.
Limestone Valley placed two small teams in Inko, one set of aborigine guards and another set of Terran guards.
Each team would settle on opposite sides of the territory. The aborigines found accommodation near the local bosses, and the Terrans would live near the denser residential areas, specifically near the areas with Terran slaves to camouflage themselves.
The teams naturally had different roles, and they were placed where they could be maximized while minimizing suspicion at the same time.
These two groups pretended not to know each other, and could even acted out scenarios as needed.
They practiced this, in fact, and Juni—the seasoned actress—directed a lot of scenarios.
For example, for their aborigine spies, they were to gain camaraderie with the local lords, powerhouses, and leaders. They were even tasked to ’beat up’ their Terran comrades.
"I only focus on working and making a living, why do you people make it so hard for us?!"
"Why can’t you just leave us alone? Are you so insecure about your manhood that you have to beat people up to feel better about yourself?!"
"You think this place is so special?! There are plenty of better places than here! Just you wait—I will leave this place!!"
"You aren’t even that strong!"

Silence
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