After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 2087

Chapter 2087: Fairo, the Half-orc Lord

In a sense, the fox half-orc also acted not just as a Lord, but also like a priest of sorts.

A cult?

Althea studied the half-orc more closely.

He had a very high level, probably higher than her husband’s. However, the half-orc was hiding it well, making it seem like he was only about level 20. He might be using a suppression tool or something.

This wasn’t anything uncommon. It naturally couldn’t do anything like absorbing aether or anything. It was more like dispersing the aura that a person released, like a diffuser.

Plenty of people had the inheritance for this type of tool, and it also had several variations.

The first time she had encountered it was as early as her first trip to Ferrol. It was simply not that popular because people in Xeno valued strength so much that wearing something that would ’weaken’ them, or the perception of them, was something repugnant.

The most common version also had limited effects on level 20s and above.

This also meant the tool the fox had was an enhanced version. She wondered where he got it. She could use something like it soon...

Holding back one’s aura would continuously consume energy. Who wouldn’t want the same function working passively?

What was interesting was that level 20 was a powerhouse at village level, enough to make sure he was respected by everyone in the area, but at the same time, low enough to not cause alarm to nearby towns.

She wondered if it was on purpose.

The only reason Althea could notice the discrepancy—despite her inferior level to the other—was because her pseudo-elf blood allowed her to be more sensitive to these things.

Before, it wasn’t obvious, but after awakening one of her elements, she had indeed found herself more sensitive to aether, and not just the wood element

The sermon consisted mostly of their recent war victories. It was actually quite inspiring, but in the war-like Viking way.

"Our people have returned from another great victory! Our Clan once again faced the storm, creating strong winds that wiped away the enemies!"

"Glory to the Beast God!"

"Glory to the Beast God!" The audience chanted with him.

"The enemy banners lay broken in the mud, their weapons littering the ground. Their courage vanished long ago as their bodies fell, their survivors falling into our hands.

"Now, they are part of our resources—tools to make us stronger!"

"Glory to the Beast God!"

Althea’s eyes were narrowed. She always felt like his reference to ’resources’ was a bit different to how she usually used it.

Then the aura around the fox was tinged with something a bit more sinister.

"Those humans are no more than that."

"GLORY!"

"GLORY!"

The loud, masculine chants resounded across the square and the streets beyond it.

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