Something came up yesterday, so I wrote three chapters and scheduled them, but they never went out. I only discovered it after turning on my computer this morning; they had been sitting there unpublished all along. I planned to release ten chapters in a row at the end, but I couldn't hold back and posted some first. This is today's ninth chapter. Please subscribe, and if you have monthly votes, please offer your support. The tenth update will definitely be up before midnight. I'm really asking for your support.
What exactly did the Tavern do?
What could make Rex lose his composure like this, reacting to the sight of it like a cat catching the scent of fish?
The fundamental reason for all of this lay in the Tavern's function.
The Tavern allowed him to recruit heroes.
He could recruit heroes unaffiliated with the four major factions. Its function resembled that of the Altar of Kings, but as a neutral building, the Tavern offered a far richer selection, with as many as eight heroes available. Of course, there had to be restrictions here. Whatever the final recruitment limit was, it certainly would not let him recruit them all.
Still, with the Tavern's appearance, Rex would be satisfied as long as he could recruit even one hero.
To understand a hero's strength, he only had to look at the Paladin beside him. The help another hero could offer him would amount to nothing less than a qualitative leap.
Although Gilneas already had quite a few Heroic Powerhouses, more than many other kingdoms, no one would complain about having too many. Counting Darius, who had recently broken through, Tirion Fordring, Rex, the Archmage, and now the Paladin, there were already five in total. Heroic Powerhouses were powerful deterrents. Even if Gilneas's army