Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 315 Visitors
At ten o'clock in the evening, the city of Selia was in chaos.

Although this place is named "Magic Town", it is not an ordinary town in terms of scale. Instead, it is a super-large city second only to Rodel, Star-Moon City and other places, with a population of nearly one million.

In recent days, the three dynasties have organized multiple rounds of evacuation and resettlement of civilians, evacuating about 800,000 ordinary people to other towns in batches to prevent them from being affected by subsequent wars.

However, a war zone covering thousands of miles cannot be maintained by the army alone. It requires the transportation of food and fodder, allocation of supplies, construction of fortifications, and even the subsequent transfer and treatment of the wounded. According to the common sense of war in this era, an army of 300,000 would require at least an equal number of servant troops to support logistics.

Since this time they were facing alien ferocious beasts from the starry sky, the three dynasties had tried their best to reduce the size of their logistics personnel, but still had to leave behind about 200,000 non-combat personnel, including craftsmen, doctors, magic apprentices and various laborers. It was these ordinary people with no fighting power who became the source of chaos that the masterminds behind the scenes were targeting.

Fire, explosion, riot, fighting, everything in the city of Selia has turned into a vortex of chaos.

Ceria wizards, also wearing robes of night wizards, fought together in groups, and monsters that had transformed into humanoid star beasts rushed left and right in the crowd. Explosions that sounded from time to time in various parts of the city, accompanied by the crisp sound of shattered glass, shook the fragile hearts of mortals. The blazing flames and burnt smells filled the air, making this former magic sanctuary look like a purgatory in the deepest nightmare.

All town institutions were attacked at almost the same time. Not only were the attackers' robes and weapons identical to those of the Night Mage, but they also seemed to know the layout of the city like the back of their hands. They were able to slip through the gaps in the defense line at will and cause the greatest damage in the shortest time.

At the same time, they did not miss any chance to create greater chaos, and ordinary people who did not have time to hide in the safe area in the first time were ruthlessly slaughtered by the attackers. It was just after nightfall, and most of the logistics personnel who had completed a day's combat readiness work were resting in groups of three or five in the few open taverns in the city. Faced with the sudden attack by this group of thugs who could no longer be distinguished between human and beast, the result can be imagined.

In a small, unremarkable tavern on the corner, overturned tables and chairs were scattered everywhere, and several barrels lying on the ground had their corks broken, with all kinds of drinks spilling all over the floor. The two large windows facing the street were smashed to pieces, and the glass fragments reflected the raging fires in the streets and alleys, like the unextinguished residue in a furnace.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a rustling sound behind the counter. A slightly plump man picked up his hat from the ground, hunched over and brushed off the dust on it.

The dust seemed to float into his nose. The man's face twitched a few times and he couldn't help sneezing. He seemed to suddenly realize the dangerous situation and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose. In the end, he only let out a suppressed whimper.

"Huh..." He breathed a sigh of relief, put his palm on the table, and was about to get up quietly to observe the situation around him, but suddenly he heard a crisp sound of the bottom of the cup hitting the table heavily!
"Great wine!" A woman exclaimed in the store, "I didn't expect to be able to drink Victoria's wine in such an unknown little store. Boss, another glass!"

The boss' heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked outside. The person coming was a woman in ordinary clothes, with a hood covering her head so her face couldn't be seen. However, her voice sounded obviously young, probably in her early twenties at most.

What was strange was that among the scattered tables and chairs on the ground, only the one she was sitting on was safely placed in the corner facing the street. Not only did the shattered glass around it leave a space for it, but the table top was also spotlessly clean, as if it had not experienced the chaos of a quarter of an hour ago.

"Guest, you."

The boss's expression changed several times, but he quickly stood up, ran to the door, looked out carefully, and then with a whoosh, he closed the door that had just been shoved open by the terrified customers, and turned around to look at the woman who was intoxicated by the aroma of wine.

"Don't you know that there are so many thugs causing chaos in the city? The city guards can't even take care of our safety. Are you still in the mood to taste wine here? Take my advice and run back home!" "Run?"

The woman's entire upper body was lazily lying on the table. She raised her nose to sniff the remaining wine in the glass and said reluctantly, "But I haven't finished my wine yet. It's a pity to waste twenty runes of good wine."

The boss couldn't help rolling his eyes. He thought it was a waste of time for you to drink it in one go. If you keep taking a sip and sipped the wine for a long time, you wouldn't be able to finish it by the time the war is over. So he said, "This glass of wine is free for you! If we can both survive, you can come here for free all day next time!"

"Tsk, what a great store!" The woman praised again, but her tone was still somewhat embarrassed, "But... I came here to visit a friend, and now the war has started. I can't find my friend's whereabouts, and I have nowhere to stay!"

"What friend?"

The boss was stunned for a moment. It had been almost a month since the dynasty’s army evacuated the people, and the announcement prohibiting the entry of outsiders had been issued long ago. Who would come here to visit friends at this time?

While she was stunned, the woman didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong. She explained to herself, "Magic Town, Magic Town. My friend in Magic Town is also a magician. He's the Twin Sages of Rhea Lukalia. Isn't that awesome?"

"Four months ago, he was here, um, probably at that location?"

She pointed to another corner of the tavern, and looking along the line of her white fingertips, the square table that had been broken into two pieces suddenly returned to its original shape and stood there, and even the benches around it were neatly arranged and spotless!

"My friend told me that he found out the exact location of the Tomb of the Gods here. Otherwise, their plan wouldn't have been so easy to carry out!"

"By the way, I have more than just that one friend. I also have a leader of the Selia Intelligence Department, a captain of the Cardinal Guard, and... a group of bugs who like to wear red clothes. Have you heard of them, Your Excellency?"

She raised her head and revealed her face under the hood for the first time. It was a peerless beauty that was difficult to describe with any mundane words. However, her eyes, which should have been the most charming and lively, were covered by a thin black silk, adding a bit of cold and murderous mystery to her charm.

The boss, who had been hunching over slightly, stood up straight. His cautious, business-like air was swept away, replaced by a cold and sharp aura like a sword.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman for a while, then said calmly, "I thought the first person to come here would be Anacia under Lucia Sanx, but looking at your attire, you look like a guest from the Eternal City?"

(End of this chapter)