The good news was that many old acquaintances, friends, and companions were still alive.
The bad news was that after so many years without Lu PingAn as their pillar, most of them had found pursuits of their own. They were no longer together, and were not even on the same continent.
Of course, with the gates reopening and human reinforcements arriving, those who received the news should come to rendezvous with them. But ten years had passed, so it was only natural that they had reasons they could not leave behind.
"Take it slowly. There's no rush. The situation has indeed gone somewhat beyond expectations."
At least one piece of news was good: the Rebirth Merchant Guild had continued operating steadily in this world.
In fact, whenever anyone mentioned the merchant guild without any qualifier, they were referring to the Rebirth Merchant Guild.
What had it done?
It had carried on the work Lu PingAn had done while he was still around.
It traveled from city to divided city as a merchant caravan, bringing profit along with hope and peace. If the other side was unwilling to live peacefully, it would take the initiative to grant them peace.
The merchant guild was a neutral faction. Most of the time, it stuck to its old trade, but it was called the Ark of Redemption because it often took on difficult, thankless work.
"Pirates have always been a major problem, especially Lava Clan pirates who have lost their bases."
Those fellows were not weak. Their fighting spirit was firm, and they had little in the way of moral restraints. When it came to creatures outside their own kind, they were more than happy to raise their butcher's blades.
Thus, whenever they needed supplies or simply wanted revenge, they could easily massacre an