After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 402

Chapter 402: Encounters (Part 1)
Altera Village.

The servants went several rounds back to the inn to deposit the things they bought. It got to the point that an entire corner of both rooms was filled with wooden boxes and paper bags (very convenient packaging by the way).

The servants wiped their sweat and they looked at the pile, and then to the masters who didn’t seem to be halfway done yet.

There was no way, the ladies wanted to buy so many things.

(In fact, the guards and maids also wanted to buy more, but they only dared occupy their own magic spaces, which were also nearly filled up as well).

“If we continue, the carriage won’t fit the actual target products anymore!” Cassandra said with a frown, crossing her arms. She was glaring at the carriage pile as if it was the carriage’s fault that it all couldn’t fit.

Veronica was the same. As someone who especially liked beauty, she bought tons of dresses and shoes.

She had already bought several dresses. They were so pretty and unique and easy to wear. She only needed to add her jewelry and she could even wear a few in semi-formal events.

She particularly liked the one she bought last.

It was very special and there was only one copy of the dress. The person who made the name was Andrei and he was so wonderful that she wanted to kidnap him back!

She got Vivi to show it to her again and the fabric draped on her arm, ready for admiration.

Although the fabric was nothing special, it felt comfortable, adorned with delicate lacework with thread so fine they didn’t seem real.

Her hand traced the gown’s silhouette, admiring the precision of cut and the elegance of its design. The neckline plunged gracefully, exposing a bit of her shoulders, its sleeves billowing like dreamy clouds.

It showed a little more skin than usual, but it was nothing too unusual but infinitely gorgeous! Women of her stature had slightly more leniency in what to wear than commoner women and she was determined to maximize it!

There were also different types of shoes, boots, heels, doll shoes, etc. so beautiful!

“Well, it’s not like you can’t return. I assure you the shops would still be here, with more.”

Lulu said, forcing a smile. She liked shopping too, but this was too much!!

Finally dragging the two women out of the shops—not forgetting to glare at the playful salespeople who were bright from their imminent commissions—they finally head to the actual destination in the itinerary: The Supermarket.

Due to all that shopping, it took them over 2 hours to get here…

Fortunately, the line wasn’t too long and they managed to get inside after a few minutes. All this time, naturally, their group garnered a lot of attention.

After all, aborigines were much taller than the locals, not to mention the were two tall beautiful women with unusual hair color, and of obvious good background which separated them from the rest.

The locals were overtly friendly with Pipa, Gochi, and the others primarily because they were part of the Terran Mercenary team, which meant they automatically garnered the ‘local’ status. Aborigine noble visitors, however, were a totally different thing.

They were still very curious though and it was mostly because of their upbringing that no Alteran had approached and asked about the violet and pink hair color yet.

As they headed inside, they came across an older woman who had obviously just finished shopping. She was a woman with clear streaks of white hair, who stood with grace and confidence, not inferior to her noble-born mother.

“Elder!” Lulu exclaimed with reverence. The woman paused her steps and looked at her, and then to the aborigines. She nodded at them politely before returning her attention to Lulu.

“I see you have your first guests today.”

“Yes! I’m having fun and learning a lot.”

The older woman laughed, “Well, that’s good.” She said, “Well, I have to go now. I am having lunch with my son.”

“Well, enjoy your lunch!”

“Thank you,” she said, before shifting her gaze to the two women who flinched a little. She smiled, “I hope you enjoy your stay.”

Cassandra’s eyes met hers and the atmosphere stagnated for a moment.

“A-Ah, thank you, Elder,” the girls said and the older woman smiled and walked away.

Cassandra and Veronica watched the woman slowly go farther away from them. “Who is that?”

“That’s Mathilda. She’s the Elder for Interpersonal Affairs.”

“An elder?” Veronica voiced out, meeting Cassandra’s wide eyes. To be honest, when the woman was called Elder, they just thought she was being polite.

They actually hired another woman for such an important position.

They could somehow understand the case of that Ms. Althea, as she was a pharmacist, and her husband was said to be relatively strong among the villagers. What about this old woman?

“Yes, she’s a famous politician back in our home.” Lulu also rattled about how awesome the old woman’s skills were, but she fortunately managed to stop oversharing in the nick of time.

“The amazing thing is that her son found her! Still a very good soldier. He is also very handsome, almost as handsome as my idol.” Lulu said dreamily, thinking of Fable.

The arrival of the Terran Mercenary Team was such a blessing to the territory. Not just because the overall strength of Altera rose up by a ton, the eye candy level did as well!

Little happiness to make one’s day~

“Oh?” Veronica naturally perked up at this. Although she loved Brandon, she was still the type to look outside a lot. Just look, of course, never touch.

“Yes~ he’s handsome, like a vampire, though he has a poisonous tongue. I heard he made a lot of women and men cry the few days he was actually here.

“Ah! He is Ms. Althea’s husband’s right-hand man.”

At this point, several puzzle pieces came to play. The two women blinked and looked at each other in surprise, before confirming their supposition with their guide.

“Could Ms. Althea’s husband be named Garan?

“Oh yes, you know him? Oh.. he’s very handsome. The handsomest man, but also very scary when the Miss isn’t around.”

Lulu cringed at a memory, and it naturally piqued the women’s gossipy natures. Or rather, Veronica’s, because Cassandra seemed preoccupied in thought.

“Oh?” Veronica mumbled and manifested a silver. “Tell us more.”

Lulu’s eyes brightened. It wasn’t a secret anyway. Besides, the more people knew, the better.

She cleared her throat. “A few days ago, I had the pleasure of witnessing one brave soul trying to fall down on Sir Garan when they were making rounds.”

This ‘brave soul’ was a showy woman she knew to be named Ramona, because she really flirted a lot. She also broke a friend’s heart.

It was crazy. She definitely ran after her friend, but after a new rich guy from Belluga moved in, she dumped him in the blink of an eye.

Anyway, Ramona somehow found her way in the soldiers’ path, shakily walking as if weak, and then falling down.

The man avoided very handsomely and walked forward like nothing happened, with the soldiers following stepping over her like she was a piece of stone.

“WAIT!”

Ignored.

“How could you just leave me like this?!”

Ignored again.

“The woman’s eyes and face turned visibly red in shame and anger. When Master Garan was several meters away, the woman snapped, screaming.”

Lulu then proceeded on acting out the part, and quite passionately too. “Don’t be arrogant! You don’t know! How many men has your wife captured when you’re not here, don’t you even know? She yelled.” Lulu’s face morphed to one of cuteness again, rounded eyes looking at them.

“This made Master Garan’s feet pause and he turned in her direction. With uniformed steps, the dashing soldier walked over to Ramona. Seeing his approach, Ramona straightened her spine, thinking he would speak to her.”

It was just that he put on leather gloves on his hand as he walked over and he grabbed her neck, easily lifting her up.

“‘Speak one more word ill of my wife and I will kick you out.’ He said,” with Lulu lowering the timbre of her voice, and Veronica just found it cute.

“His voice was low, velvety, and incredibly menacing, and dropped the woman to the ground with a flop.”

Then, Lulu cackled. “The woman peed in fear.”

Veronica gaped at the story, cringing at her own experiences, and looked at her friend, who was preoccupied with staring at a direction. The violet-haired woman then turned back to them. Or to their guide, to be precise.

“Then what’s the name of the lady’s son?” She asked, looking a bit absent-minded. Lulu blinked and answered her question.

“I think his name was Gill.”

Cassandra immediately whipped her head to the direction the older woman was heading.

Seeing she was no longer in sight, she sighed in regret. She missed the opportunity to introduce herself.

She pursed her lips, a little depressed. That was Gill’s mother!

What a missed opportunity!