[Blood Moon in the sky, darkness descends!]

It was evening, and Alex had killed six Traitors using this method, reaching 26 points, far ahead of the second place with 10 points.

A Monarch level necromancer took between half an hour to three hours to kill a Traitor.

The necromancers not only completed their tasks but also brought back over a thousand undead and resources from the defeated Lords.

Alex was making a fortune.

Others tried to imitate Alex, but they lacked her fame. Lords helped by Alex inadvertently revealed her strength, confirming she had a Monarch level troop.

This revelation shocked the Lords, proving Alex’s Monarch level weapon sale wasn’t a fluke.

Alex’s strength and reputation made her the top choice for Lords.

However, not every Lord had Traitors threatening their lives.

Some wanted to kill Traitors themselves for points, and others competed with Alex for business. Alex never expected many requests, so having a few was already good.

Bored, Alex saw a Lord in World Chat who had failed to kill a Traitor and was now being berated by his Alliance partner for exposing their castle location.

The partner cursed him for an hour, using every foul word imaginable.

Alex listed a high-priced order on the trading post: one Essence Shard for 100,000 magic crystals. The note read: “Private message for help killing Traitors.”

This way, she wouldn’t need to keep posting messages. Any Lord browsing the trading post would see it.

She didn’t set the price too high, in case a Lord disliked her and bought the order just to spite her.

Ignoring World Chat, Alex waited for requests. With 26 points, she was likely secure in the top ten.

Alex prepared to rest. The two necromancers waited in the castle, with the lich temporarily replacing them at Sophie’s.

If anyone needed help before she slept, Alex would send the necromancers.

No matter how the Lords speculated, they believed Alex had only one Monarch level troop. Not seeing Alex herself kept her strength a mystery.

At 10 PM, Alex received over a hundred private messages. One Lord offered a deal, saying he had a Traitor nearby and wanted Alex to name her price.

He wanted enough resources or magic crystals to reveal the Traitor’s location.

Alex ignored him.

“Asking me for payment? Dream on. Keep that Traitor near you and hope you don’t get killed.”

…

Alex didn’t take a bath today because she hadn’t gone out or sweated. She simply stripped off her clothes and slipped into bed.

In White Rock Mountains, Sophie also dragged her tired body to complete the day’s tasks.

Balin Forgeheart had returned with another group of dwarves, not many, only a few dozen, but among them were several high-level artisans capable of crafting Commanding level equipment. Sophie’s castle happened to have a high-level Furnace and Blacksmith Shop.

These artisans, if working at full capacity, could produce about forty pieces of standard Commanding level equipment per day, similar to the quality found on the trading post. If they focused on higher-quality sets, they could make around twenty pieces a day.

Sophie immediately shared this good news with Alex, asking how to handle the Commanding level equipment.

Alex entrusted Sophie with full responsibility, as long as the magic crystals in the castle were sufficient for the needs of several castles. The remaining equipment could be used to arm the dwarves.

The high-level dwarf artisans were grateful to Balin and Sophie for saving their lives and generously shared their crafting knowledge with other dwarf artisans.

Besides Balin Forgeheart, several other dwarves had advanced to Commanding level, and one of the dwarves Balin brought back was already at Commanding level.

Overall, the dwarves’ strength had significantly increased over the past few days.

The beasts Sophie brought back, like the griffins before them, could be chosen as mounts by the Commanding level dwarves, without needing a contract. Since they were Alex’s subsidiary troops, their loyalty was assured.

With so many dwarves settling in Sophie’s town, the territory was filled with houses, surrounding Sophie’s castle at the center.

It had reached the point where upgrading the town to expand the territory was necessary. Sophie applied to Alex for the upgrade, and Alex agreed, allowing more dwarves to be accommodated.

Sophie’s town now looked more like a town than Alex’s.

The dwarves provided iron ingots and equipment for Alex. The undead ensured the castle’s security and gathered intelligence.

With Sophie managing logistics, Alex was spared many hassles.

Of course, resource allocation prioritized Alex, as her strength ensured their safety.

[Night retreats, dawn arrives.]

Alex’s displayed strength had shocked everyone, even the first-tier Lords who had high hopes for the All-Races Battle Royale.

One of the Lords who sought Alex’s help to eliminate a Traitor was a first-tier Lord.

He didn’t believe the other Lords’ claims that Alex had reached Monarch level.

As a first-tier Lord at lv7 Commanding level, he considered himself among the top in the first tier.

He had a Traitor nearby and initially planned to kill them for points. But to verify the claims, he let Alex handle it.

He saw only one of Alex’s troops arrive, confirming the other Lords’ statements—it was indeed a Monarch level.

There were a thousand first-tier Lords, and Alex couldn’t remember all their names.

But this first-tier Lord harbored deep malice towards Alex. He couldn’t allow such a powerful Lord to exist, threatening everyone.

Such a frontrunner had to be eliminated.

He believed other first-tier Lords felt the same.

The leaderboard allowed checking if Lords had Alliances. Allied Lords had a mark next to their names, while unallied Lords did not.

But it only showed the mark, not the specific Alliance members or their numbers.

He checked all first-tier Lords, excluding the deceased Lucian. Only three Lords had no Alliance: [Hamburger], [Calamity Source], and [Inferno].

[Hamburger] had Monarch level strength and undead troops, likely not needing an Alliance. The other two were mysterious, even within the first tier.

But the official Alliance limit was five members. Five Lords combined might have over a hundred Commanding levels, maybe even fewer. Given Alex’s unknown personal strength and troop numbers, even a first-tier alliance would still find it very difficult to defeat Alex.

But that was just the system’s official Alliance. Couldn’t Lords form private Alliances?

Of course, they could, but without the system’s support, trust was hard to build. Lords would struggle to unite and help each other, always at risk of betrayal, as they were inherently enemies.

But to jointly target one Lord, it was enough.

This Lord immediately messaged his Alliance.

[Ember]: “This [Hamburger] Lord is severely disrupting the balance. We must unite with others to take him down.”

[Mishus]: “Galvin, what are you up to now? The guy has done nothing to you, and she’s a Monarch level.”

[Pandemonium]: “Mishus, you idiot, using your real name as your ID. Galvin’s right. Our Sunset Alliance can join forces with other Alliances to take down this Lord. Monarch level isn’t invincible.”

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