Freedom Alliance (Nearly 3,000 Words, Please Vote)

Freedom Alliance (Nearly 3,000 Words, Please Vote)

Lotner marveled that many of the new recruits possessed the strength of Intermediate-Class Professionals.

But he had no way of knowing that every soldier William chose possessed at least an Intermediate Bloodline.

What did that mean?

In the players' eyes, they were all Elite mini-bosses...

NPCs with Novice Bloodlines were the most common in players' eyes—ordinary mobs.

Intermediate Bloodlines meant Elite mini-bosses, while Advanced Bloodlines meant boss-level monsters.

Grandmaster Bloodlines were something else entirely—leader-level bosses.

As for Epic and Legendary, those were super bosses that could not be defeated even by piling up lives.

William was really looking forward to seeing the players' expressions when they entered the game and discovered that every soldier under his command was an Elite mini-boss.

"Still, aside from those commoners who haven't changed classes, I've practically swept up every Intermediate Bloodline professional in town.

"But I can't wait too long. I might as well directly buy some slaves and professional slaves." After thinking for a moment, William took out a magic scroll, wrote a line on it, then lightly tapped the little speaker icon.

The words on the scroll slowly vanished.

A few minutes later.

Another line appeared on the scroll.

"5,000 slaves and 500 professional slaves? They'll be delivered in seven days." Signed: Kuri.

Magical Communication Scroll.

It could send voice messages and text.

It was worth 100 gold coins!

Limited to 300 uses.

For players in the early stages of the game, it was an extremely expensive luxury item. Even those few who bought one were reluctant to use it for chatting, though some still sent random messages to NPCs. The consequences went without saying...

By the middle stages of the game, nearly everyone had one. As more versions were released, the thing became cheaper and cheaper.

Using a Magical Communication Scroll was like adding a friend—you had to exchange magical imprints on the scroll beforehand.

"The most important thing is still spatial equipment. Too bad that stuff is too hard to get." William had a headache over it too. Early-game players were always loaded down with bags, stuffed full of useless materials. When they went onto the battlefield, they looked like old ladies heading to the market. It was simply indescribable.

Whenever early-game players joined large-scale main quests, they carried all kinds of bundles on their backs. The moment they died, their belongings exploded all over the ground. Their drop rates were far higher than those of ordinary mobs...

Often, before the two sides even began fighting, the players themselves could no longer hold back.

After all, there were no guild bases or personal residences in the early game. If they had extra materials they had not sold in time and nowhere to hide them, they could only carry them around themselves.

"You need to find at least a spatial Grand Mage before you can buy spatial equipment, but people like that have already exceeded the version cap.

"Neither the Steel Duchy nor the Blackrock Duchy has a spatial Grand Mage."

William had not forgotten Moxis. He just could not keep asking him for things.

Otherwise, Moxis would sooner or later realize that William already knew his identity.

At that point, maintaining their PY relationship would become much harder.

"But once my favorability reaches 700 points, it shouldn't be much of a problem." Aside from leveling up, killing monsters, and completing quests every day, William naturally had to raise his favorability with these key NPCs.

Especially Moxis.

Over the past two months, he had visited the Divination House no fewer than sixty times...

One heart-to-heart chat every day was essential. With the prerequisite of being Handsome, all he had to do was flatter him a little more to gain some favorability.

Although this talent was not particularly effective on high-level NPCs with Legendary Bloodlines, William had still raised it to 250 over the past two months...

"This is just like dating. You have to show your face every day, eat together now and then, look at rainbows together, and chat. That's how you build a reliable PY relationship."

William was gradually beginning to like his talent. For NPCs with Legendary Bloodlines, others could never raise favorability just by talking. They needed genuine deep interaction and gifts!

And where did the slaves in Kuri's hands come from?

Obviously, some of them were slaves from the Blackrock Duchy, while the rest came from nations bordering the Blackrock Duchy.

Between human nations, aside from large-scale wars of invasion, there were countless conflicts along their borders. They were not merely fighting over resources; more importantly, they captured commoners from other countries and turned them into slaves.

Otherwise, they purchased slaves from neighboring countries.

After all, in countries with large populations, many commoners became slaves for no reason at all, and their prices were often much lower.

There was nothing anyone could do about it.

The nobles held power.

A commoner walking down the street could suddenly be seized, after which a noble would arrogantly declare, "You're a slave now. Take him away and sell him."

Nobles.

They occupied the highest positions in human nations.

Excellent bloodlines combined with one another, retaining their advantages generation after generation.

Money gave them an advantage.

Equipment gave them an advantage.

Even battle aura techniques and the like gave them considerable advantages.

The Third Era of the Legendary Continent had lasted for thousands of years. Since human nobles rose to the top of the world, no commoner or slave rebellion had ever succeeded. The gap was simply too great...

When some nations fell, it was often because another nation had destroyed them—or because nobles had overthrown them...

In short.

Without access to concentrated resources, commoners and slaves found it difficult to overthrow the current noble system.

For example, many of the slaves William had purchased had been sold over from even more distant countries.

But!!!

The key cause behind the first version, "Battle of Kings,"

was an organization.

That was the Freedom Alliance, which had only just begun to stir up a ripple across the Legendary Continent.

The king of the Blackrock Duchy had been poisoned to death, not taken by illness and old age.

The reason the Steel Duchy dared to start a war was also because someone behind the scenes had constantly pushed for it. Even its king had been controlled.

The princes of the Blackrock Duchy slaughtered one another and fought for power. It took a full two months before someone truly inherited the throne, and that too was caused by someone secretly manipulating the conspiracy.

And that person was Goethe Nassis!

He was the biological son of the king of the Steel Duchy and had taken his mother's surname from childhood.

As for his mother, she had been a prostitute. After becoming pregnant, Goethe's mother sensed that something was wrong. Though she was merely a prostitute, for a full four or five years, only the king of the Steel Duchy had been allowed to touch her.

The moment Goethe's mother sensed danger, she immediately went into hiding. The assassination she had foreseen truly came...

Once things calmed down, she fled with her newborn son to the Blackrock Duchy across the border. The assassination attempts never stopped, forcing her to conceal her name and identity.

But the most tragic part was that any woman favored by a king would naturally possess exceptional beauty.

Because of that, from a very young age, Goethe watched his mother trade her body for money and food, using that money to support his schooling, teach him to read and write, and provide everything he needed to eat and wear...

Goethe Nassis remembered from childhood that his mother hid in their room every day and wept.

Yet no matter how battered and scarred she became, that woman never forgot to greet her son with a smile!

Goethe Nassis, founder of the Freedom Alliance and the true final boss of Version 1.0.

"So, buying slaves isn't dangerous for now. It's actually quite reliable. These slaves who can't return home wouldn't be able to survive if they ran away.

"As long as I restore their status as commoners, they'll work hard without issue."

William knew he looked more like a slave owner, but he would abolish their slave status, and commoners would receive compensation for their work.

The most important thing was this.

There were no nobles within the territory of a Neutral Faction.

The only noble was the lord.

And if a Neutral Faction wanted to maintain peace in its territory, aside from concentrating resources and power,

the lord had to be powerful. Even if the lord was not strong enough, his fiercely loyal subordinates had to be strong—strong enough that no one dared rebel.

"So, the territories of Neutral Factions usually aren't very large, but their strength has to inspire fear. I can take the Elite route." William understood this perfectly. He had his own five-year goal and ten-year plan. As long as he could grow strong before the crisis arrived, he would be able to establish himself here.

"Oh, right. It's time to deal with the Trolls at Rainbow Lake." William jogged all the way to find Lotner.

He was now level 30.

Although he was still ten levels away from becoming an Intermediate-Class Professional—one whole tier away—William, with his Legendary Bloodline, was already far from ordinary.

At the very least, against most Trolls with Intermediate, Advanced, or Grandmaster Bloodlines, as long as their levels were not too outrageous, he had a certain chance of killing even Trolls that had just surpassed level 40.

And Lotner, who loved showing off?

Of course, he was there to hold off the big boss.

Don't underestimate Rangers. William believed his uncle was incredibly tanky...

"Oh, right. Not only can I bring Lotner, I should bring Nock and Norton too. I can even call Eric and his father. They're hunters anyway, so inviting them along for a hunt won't be a problem." William raised an eyebrow.

Nock and Norton both possessed Grandmaster Bloodlines and had reached level 48. Wearing full sets of silver-quality Intermediate-Class equipment, they were not weak.

As for Eric and his father?

The two of them were hiding in the city and pretending to be hunters anyway. If the lord invited them to hunt, they could not refuse.

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