[11/08/2025] Back to 2ch/day tomorrow! Sorry, war arcs are a struggle (compared to infrastructure building, slice of life, and family chappies), and I’m writing another small one to be uploaded in the next few days. I just take much more time to write/edit when I’m in these parts xD
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How could these people know that the Lord temporarily disabled it? This would require a new payment to reimplement, but Alterra funded this rule change so he could do it.
Alterra would never hold back on spending, even at a loss, if it meant things would be safer for their people.
Anyway, while the aborigines were confused, the enslaved Terrans gaped.
The Terrans watched as their aggressor was pushed back and was taken down by men in... uniform?
They were taken down quite violently, too, with a few people punching and kicking some aborigines over and over, even if they could no longer fight back.
They were also strong, even if their levels were around those of the guards, the guards didn’t know what was coming for them.
Among them was a gorgeous lady with wavy hair. They watched as she gracefully swung her spear to push back an aborigine who was holding a Terran by the hair, dragging her to an alley.
They even saw a cat attacking the person’s face, scratching out his eyes, before getting stabbed by the woman to the point that his equipment cracked.
Another was held by the neck by an extremely strong person, no less than 10 levels higher than him! It was humiliating for the guard that his feet didn’t even touch the ground. No matter how the aborigine struggled, the hand wouldn’t let go.
"AH! What? LET ME GO!" He yelled, but then he felt the hand burning, and he could only shriek like a pig.
Others were taken in by earth spikes that appeared out of nowhere, trapping them in place. These entrapments were extremely durable and couldn’t have been made by someone at their level.
Then some of the weaker uniformed people took advantage of the entrapment and stabbed the people inside, neutralizing them (assuming they were still alive).
Other than them, there were also others who went around, some in uniform, some were not. Many of these people were not far from their level, but they were skilled and their teamwork impressive, and they took down their torturers with relative ease.
Many of them were also familiar, and the locals gasped when they realized they weren’t imagining things.
"Gale?"
"It’s Gale!!"
He was one of the people who was taken away very early on after they were taken over. They were not sure what happened to him, but seeing him making their torturers suffer was enough to give them hope.
They could, right?
...right?
Gale smiled, the wind from his attack still surrounding him. "We’re here to rescue you," he said, and it was only then that they realized there were also many other familiar faces.
The locals’ eyes widened when they heard continuous screams around them, as more and more people were taken care of.
There were also many terrans who didn’t recognize them (people from the same village didn’t necessarily know everyone), or they simply didn’t react fast enough to realize what was truly happening.
They just heard screams and saw elements flying and were naturally afraid and took cover, waiting for the chaos to end.
They shivered, fearing that they’d be the next one screaming, only to belatedly realize that it was only their oppressors who were all being taken down.
Eventually, even they could see the truth: These visitors from afar—some of whom were old friends—appeared to take down the people who had been abusing them all this time!
Many of the slaves were on the verge of dying, and one could imagine the shock they felt when, after a blink, everything changed.
Although ’blink’ was an exaggeration, it was true that things in Calming Village had settled down fairly quickly.
It helped that most guards were clustered in a single area, and with an effective sleeping/paralysis bomb thrown in, it expedited things.
The next thing some people woke up to, all the oppressors were already dealt with, incredibly injured (if alive), tied up, and were only waiting for their fates.
The evil people would be sent to Alterra to become prisoners of war, and they were asked to make the harshest oaths allowed by the system. They would work manual labor jobs that few people wanted to take in exchange for atonement points, just like other criminals.
The people in a village were fortunately not big threats, unlike those they encountered as a Town, so their forced oaths could extend for a long time, and even the powerhouses didn’t have to be killed.

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