After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 446

Chapter 446: Letter from Orion
[Chapter dedicated to Air_Ace for the castle~! Thank you, lovely girl!

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Obi looked up at the sky, slapping his forehead, trying very very hard not to explode. In the movement, the letter fell off Obi’s hand, but when he realized this, he made no effort to reach out.

Olga sighed, wondering why all her brothers (except Eldest brother, of course) were all idiots before she leaned down to take the sealed parchment in her hands.

Oslo’s lips twitched and just looked at the letter in Olga’s hand. “It’s already in your hand, you do it.”

“What?”

“You’re most neutral and wouldn’t get in trouble.” Olga was the favorite sibling after all.

Olga rolled her eyes and shoved the letter to Obi. “Read it.”

Obi respected his sister and his mother a lot, so he had no choice but to take it back.

If there were other aborigines in his position, even if the female sibling was older, they may actually get slapped for it.

The postal office clerk, who was watching them from the distance, certainly expected it to happen.

Anyway, no such drama happened, and Obi just slowly unsealed the letter and opened it in front of everyone.

As expected, in contrast to their parents’, eldest brother’s letter was much more… detailed, and very passive-aggressive.

/Hello Siblings,

I trust that this letter has arrived in your hands as soon as I sent it. After all, I assume that you understand the urgency of the matter at hand.

Imagine my surprise when my only son, lured by your promise for excitement and adventure, decided to accompany you on your trip.

First of all, I would like to express my bewilderment in your trip as you go on completely oblivious to the weight you now carry on your trunks.

I say this for your own good, but I suggest increasing your alertness training. What if it was a spy or an enemy who snuck into your carriage? Are you going to lay there like an idiotic Gugu bird?

Frankly, I am uncertain whether to congratulate you on your newfound job or throw you a potion bomb for your gross negligence, but I have decided to send a bit of both.

Let me be clear, my siblings. You are now completely responsible for the well-being of my child, the only one in his generation of our entire Gold clan.

I expect his safety will be your primary concern and I expect nothing less of perfection in this matter.

If a single hair on his little blonde head is harmed during this escapade of yours, I promise to unleash a reign of terror that will make your previous nightmares seem as if they’re lovely daydreams.

My vengeance will be swift and painful, I can guarantee.

Best of luck, and may the odds ever be in your favor.

Warmest Regards,

Orion Gold./

Obi let go of the letter after reading it.

“Well, Orcs’ shit.”

“Language,” Oslo said, picking up the letter to read it himself.

“What is it?” Olga said, trying to read the letter herself now.

Oslo shrugged. “Fortunately, we were not verbally abused. It’s just some passive-aggressive comments from the eldest brother implying doom should something happen to the child.”

Obi’s eyes twitched. “The threats were pretty direct.”

Oslo shrugged, and Obi really wanted to punch him. Instead, he heaved a deep breath and looked at his more reliable older siblings.

“What do I do now?”

Fortunately for them, Oslo was now the resident ‘expert’ in villages, helping them calm down. “Actually, this trip could be good for the child,” he said, making everyone’s heads turn to him.

In retrospect, he should’ve added it to the letter, but he really didn’t think of it before calming down.

“They could treat this as Honda’s training,” he said, “The monsters here would be perfect for his age and level, plus he wouldn’t be under the strict protection of his parents, preparing him for the real world.”

This calmed everyone down. It made sense.

Although most children began fighting at 12, his family started a year or two earlier. Honda was no exception and he was now level 5. It wasn’t a bad level as they were just going to villages. On the contrary, it would be the perfect place for him to train.

Obi looked enlightened and almost hugged Oslo, to the latter’s chagrin.

Obi immediately composed a return letter stating this. The letter specifically mentioned all the pros and whatever good things this would cause for little Honda—including but not limited to: Strength, Willpower, Independence, and Self-confidence.

It had to be in his handwriting, to buy himself a ticket to absolution.

Obi owed Oslo now though, and the latter noted this as something to rub on his face in the future.

They then looked at the child, who was holding a cute bunny rabbit stuffed toy he got from Altera (he wasn’t told this was a girl’s thing back in Terran) and just thought Honda would like the toy (he did).

Oslo patted the little boy’s head. He was sniffing and looking very pitiful. This side of him was something he only showed when his father wasn’t around. He was obviously well-protected, likely by his meek mother.

If his father was there, he’d act like a little adult unperturbed by everything. If he was just with his uncles and aunt however, all his childishness that seemed to be held back release like flood.

Oslo’s eyes softened and he kneeled down so he could see eye level to the little boy. “Well, you have to man up now. The journey forward wouldn’t be easy, and no one would be taking care of you but yourself.” he said, “This is the start of your adulthood journey!”

Of course, while he didn’t want to child to have an absent childhood like his dad, it was still a fact that he was the oldest of this generation and he was next in line for the family patriarch next to Orion.

He ought to toughen up, and genuinely, not just when his father was there!

Little Honda sniffed, hugging his new stuffed toy tighter, “Yes, uncle!”