After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 977

Chapter 977: Goodbye, Jacoba!

“LET ME GOO! LET ME GOOO, YOU BITCH!!” Tiara yelled, whipping her head to glare at the useless servants. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING JUST STANDING THERE!? HOLD HER BACK!! Kyaaaa!”

The servants looked at each other.

The woman was the daughter of a powerful merchant and thus could not be stopped by them. In general, nobles couldn’t be touched casually by mere servants.

If they did this—even if they didn’t do much but touch without permission— they could easily meet death.

So, despite the ensuing chaos, the nearby servants could only watch. “CESSI! CASSO! GET IN HERE!”

The siblings stared, but stood up. This was their mother after all. Most importantly, they still depended on her about a lot of things!

But who could blame them? They had never encountered such… brutishness before and didn’t quite know how to handle it.

Sure, they beat people up among the commoners for no particular reason, but in the noble circle, this was rarely seen.

Ilda was usually quite poised as well. Even when their mother and father were flirting right in front of her, she retained her calmness. Everyone was surprised by the sudden explosion.

The two of them took each side of Ilda, prepared to pull an arm each. However, Ilda was stronger than Tiara and definitely stronger than the two of them, the spoiled kids.

BANG!

Not only were the two pushed to the wall again and could only groan in pain, but Ilda also took out a few bits of hair from her rival’s head due to the movements.

Tiara gasped at the sight, and she couldn’t stand up immediately from the intense mix of dizziness and pain.

When she realized her son and daughter were also hurt, she screamed. “Children!” she yelled, but then she held her hair and felt an empty patch, and she quickly forgot to check on her children.

“NO! MY HAIRRRR!” she cried, glaring at the other woman. “How could you do this!!”

Ilda didn’t care about anything anymore. Her soft hands grabbed Tiara’s chin. “Then give me back my daughter!”

“It wasn’t me!!”

“I don’t believe you!” Ilda yelled back. “I swear—until I get her back, I’ll make your lives a living hell!”

“You—”

At this, Tiara finally snapped and tried to fight back, starting an all-out brawl between two noble ladies.

They wouldn’t normally do this under any circumstance, but it seemed like Cassandra’s ‘death’ was a trigger to the decades-long bitterness in Ilda’s heart.

All this time, she endured because she had her daughter as her hope. Now that it was gone, she turned a little crazy.

Chaos reigned for a while, with guards and servants not knowing how to stop it.

When their brawl reached Warron, hitting his legs by accident, they finally caught his attention.

His mind was still dizzy whenever he thought of the repercussions, and he did not need all this noise!! “Stop it! Or I’ll place you both in the dungeons!!”

Warron did not have the mind to bother with his wife and his mistress. He immediately looked at his guard, gesturing to bellow an order. However, his peripheral vision caught sight of the gaping note on a wall and his voice died down.

His mouth was still parted, and he looked at the wall in shock. Everyone else saw this and followed his sight.

The note was made with blood, with a very ominous message to them.

“This is what you get for stealing our home! Now, I’ll take your daughter until you give it back!’?”

He gasped, and the others also paled as they saw the meaning of the note.

Warron clenched his fist, anger immediately redirected to those bastards! “FIND THEM!” he yelled. “I should’ve known! Find the people who did this! RIGHT NOW!”

…

While two parties were set to butt heads in Jacoba Town, the couple (and assistant) had long left the town and were heading north back home—to Alterra.

Cassandra was chuckling as she laid in Gill’s hold, who was sprinting back. Despite the toll on his health, he naturally wanted Cassandra to be in the best care possible.

Ferrol’s beast cart only dropped him some distance away from Jacoba before and left him there. He didn’t know what would happen but he didn’t want anything to be traced to Ferrol.

This was not for the good of his heart but mostly due to practicality. If they traced Ferrol, then they’d study all of its recent connections. The biggest of these connections was Alterra and could be traced back after some search.

Not to mention, the lord there was Cassandra’s maternal cousin. They could suspect him immediately just because of this relationship.

In any case, they were heading back on foot until they either found a town with beast carts they could rent (or steal) or found a level 2 town with a Mercenary Hall to teleport to Ferrol with. Gill was the deputy leader and had the clearance to take in new members, which he could give to both Ghesso and Cassandra.

In the meantime, Gill refused to let go of Cassandra. Ghesso, on the other hand, was in charge of protecting them from the beasts. Town-level beasts were troublesome so, for the most, part, they mostly ran away from them.

Like Gaudi, Ghesso was one of the people who had held on for a long time before finally being captured as a slave. He was also a slave in a town where monsters were stronger so he was already level 24 at this time, making him a pretty decent guard.

Gill also helped out with his spear and elements—something that made the Novan look at him with even brighter admiration. Even in Towns, elementalists weren’t so common. Didn’t he say he was from a village?

Anyway, Ghesso took down the monsters bravely, clearing the road for the couple.

The travel lasted hours for a few days under the hot sun. It was by no means easy.

Despite all the hardships, Cassandra—even when she lost the home she grew up in—had never smiled so brightly.

She hugged Gill tightly, burying her face in the crook of his neck. “Thank you, Gill,” she said. “For taking me home.”

Cassandra—despite being on the run— had never felt so relieved her whole life.