Chapter 242: Alice Wakes Up

After two days of effort, the southern wall had been fully occupied by the Divine Chosen, and all the corpses within the wall had been cleared out.

“Move the archers up onto the wall. Once they reach the top, have them enter the towers and wait for my command.”

Phield took a deep breath, raised his longsword high, and gave the order loudly.

“Onto the wall!”

As the order was repeated by officers at every level, soldiers immediately set up ladders against the walls of Starnight City. The ladders were only three meters tall, while the city wall stood at a full ten meters.

One hundred and fifty archers lined up beneath the wall, preparing to climb.

“The path onto the wall will depend on the spiders. Tisiana, keep a close watch on the banshees. If they come to intercept, we’ll rely on you.”

“Leave it to me.”

Tisiana beat her wings with imposing presence, countless holy feathers scattering into the air.

“Ah-choo!”

The feathers tickled his nose, causing Phield to sneeze several times. Wiping his nose, he suddenly had an interesting thought. “Your feathers contain holy power too, right? Could they be used to make arrows?”

“Hm? That’s quite a noble-like idea.”

“I have to say, it’s a good one. Wings of Sacred Embrace constantly produces feathers. I have to keep flapping my wings, or it becomes too heavy.” Tisiana covered her mouth and giggled, then ran her slender fingers along her wings. “If we use the naturally shed feathers to make arrows, it would count as making use of waste.”

She pushed her hands forward slightly and said seriously, “But let me be clear, only naturally shed feathers. No plucking allowed.”

“Do I look that greedy to you?”

Phield was speechless. Did she really think he was that kind of person?

“No more talk. Focus on the siege.”

Phield tilted his head toward Drakewolf, which immediately began gesturing and growling at the spiders.

Upon receiving the command, the Rose Spiders used their unique limbs and the corrupted residue on the wall to quickly climb up. They spun white silk, stuck it onto the soldiers, and began pulling them upward.

The soldiers were so frightened they did not dare move, afraid of angering the magical beasts and getting eaten or dropped from the wall.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly. By noon, all the soldiers had been transported onto the wall.

“My lord, I’ve brought the little fox you wanted up here. Next is transporting the equipment, right? Once we get the arrows up, the soldiers can begin attacking.”

Ashina walked over, holding the timid Gogris in her right hand. Perhaps because climbing the wall had been too intense, Gogris had curled into a trembling ball.

“No rush. The spiders are almost exhausted. Ashina, go hunt some corrupted creatures to feed them.”

Ashina acknowledged and left.

“Gogris, I’ll leave it to you to assemble the pulley system. I’ve prepared all the materials. Build a simple crane. The soldiers here will be under your command for now. If you need help, just say so.”

“Mm, leave it to me.”

Gogris nodded obediently.

The amount of materials required for war was enormous. Relying solely on the spiders would be far too inefficient.

Using his mini-map and the advantageous view from the wall, Phield began planning how to connect the grand estate with Starnight City, laying out the framework of a large city.

“We need to build a road with three lanes on each side. This time we can’t use gravel. We need concrete.”

While Phield was busy, Kaor carried out his usual patrol around Windrise Town.

Dressed neatly in a well-fitted cloth shirt, he listened to the greetings of the townspeople, his heart filled with pride.

“Those people from the Ross territory probably think I’m dead by now. Who would have thought I’d be living so fully?”

Who could have imagined that after coming to the northern province, a place like hell on earth, he would not only survive but also help manage a territory of thousands in such a short time?

Though he was a steward, his authority and responsibility were comparable to an administrative advisor.

The slaves continued composting, farming, and clearing corrupted remnants, while the free citizens worked diligently on their own fields. Ever since the lord proved the effectiveness of manure fertilizer, something once despised had become highly sought after.

Even waste now had value, to the point that some people were stealing manure.

“If outsiders heard this, they’d probably think they’d gone deaf.”

Kaor found the thought amusing.

“Sir Kaor, I have something to discuss with you.”

A commoner dressed in rough cloth rubbed his hands together, smiling obsequiously.

“I’m no sir, haha.” Kaor looked proud, barely hiding his swelling ego. “Go on, what is it?”

“I want to buy some chickens. To be honest, I, Tim, am the best chicken farmer in the village.”

Tim lifted his head proudly, unlike his usual timid demeanor.

Kaor let out a surprised sound. It was the first time a citizen had come forward to buy something from the lord.

There had been a market before, but sales were low. After all, everyone here had started from nothing.

“All livestock were purchased by the lord. I’ll need to consult him on this.”

“Ah-choo!”

On the city wall, Phield sneezed again.

“My lord, please take care of your health.”

Ashina hurried over, worried, gently holding onto Phield’s arm.

“I’m fine. I’m not sick.” Phield patted her head reassuringly, then turned to Gogris. “How is it? Ready?”

The crude crane had been assembled. Though called a machine, it relied entirely on manpower pulling ropes.

Using pulleys and support structures, it lifted heavy objects.

Gogris said with admiration, “No problem. The pulley system design you provided is very effective. If the materials were replaced with steel, it could lift even heavier loads.”

“You’ve got a good eye.”

Phield gave a thumbs-up.

It was knowledge from middle school that he barely remembered, yet it turned out to be incredibly useful.

“First-tier Divine Skill, Arcane Mechanism Overload!”

Gogris activated his divine skill, rapidly enhancing the crude crane.

“This is the terrifying aspect of overload. It can turn scrap into reliable machinery in an instant.”

Below the wall, soldiers loaded defensive ballistae and supplies onto the platform.

Watching the heavy cargo slowly rise into the air, the soldiers were left dumbfounded.

“Have you noticed that there are more and more Divine Chosen in the Nightfall Domain?”

“The lord is favored by the gods. That’s only natural.”

“Exactly.”

At that moment, the dull sound of hoofbeats approached. A cavalryman rushed over and shouted, “My lord, an important letter has arrived from Starnight Castle.”

Without hesitation, Tisiana descended swiftly, took the letter, and handed it to Phield.

After opening it, Phield laughed and passed it to Tisiana. “Alice has awakened, and there’s no sign of her losing control.”

“I’ll head back to take a look. Maintain vigilance here.”

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