"Everyone, ugh~, welcome to, ugh~, my territory."
Milwy, supporting herself with one hand against the bridge pier, still didn't forget to brag about winning the draw and obtaining ownership of Shelter City.
After resting for a while, Milwy's face was still pale, but she no longer retched from the teleportation. Looking at the slowly flowing river, she asked:
"Everyone, what benefits do I get from obtaining Shelter City?"
As Milwy said this, she bared her sharklike teeth in a grin.
"There are benefits, of course."
Zayas smiled meaningfully. Milwy's eyes brightened, and she asked eagerly:
"What benefits? Increased strength, or do all the city's riches belong to me?"
"As for the city's wealth, if I'm not mistaken, Dark Bishop Palmer wouldn't be stupid enough to leave his assets in a major city that could abandon any district at any time. The city itself, and its residents under his control, are the source of his wealth. If it were me, I'd convert every resource into soul coins and carry them with me."
Hearing this, Milwy asked unwillingly, "So there aren't any other benefits? I won the grand prize!"
"Of course there are."
Zayas rekindled the hope that had just begun to fade from Milwy's eyes. She looked at him expectantly.
"The benefit you get is that you can never leave Shelter City. If enemies attack, you'll have to control the city and immediately sink it into the Dark Sea, then randomize its location to somewhere safe."
At this, Milwy's smile instantly froze.
"So this wasn't a lucky draw?"
"Who ever said it was a lucky draw?"
A smile appeared on Zayas's face that made Milwy clench her fists, wanting to punch him. Seeing this, Ona sighed inwardly and glanced at her husband. Zayas stopped teasing his old friend's sister and instead