Chapter 231 Gift And Aftermath
Samiel took note of it because he had already checked a few fashion designers about the necklace that she wanted. He almost fainted when he saw the price being in millions of Credits, but that was understandable because the necklace she had in her eyes was made from Stygian Iron and was decorated with Tartarian Opals.
Materials were exclusively mined in Tartarus, a part of a former Higher Dimensional World of Olympus, right now Principal World that was still highly superior to the majority of the Principal Worlds, so the price was really something else.
Naturally, Samiel had already ordered it... for nearly 20 million Credits which was a huge purchase on his part, but fortunately, he was a billionaire... still... IMC was not generating profits till now, but the good news was that the factories in the Zephystrand were already finished and the dwarves that he employed through the GMC.
Samiel already got the report that the Power Armors they reverse-engineered from the ones captured from the assassins of the Avalon Kingdom. Naturally, the Power Armors were of relatively good quality and would cost 25,000 Credits even for the lowest grade one, the Mark I. Warrior Power Armor.
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Several days later
It took several days to complete everything that needed to be done on the fortress until it was entirely retrofitted for the ork purposes. Samiel's Undead were working day and night to complete it as soon as possible and after everything was done, they could move towards the next targets on their list.
Right now, they were advancing towards the area which was designed as the one marked for the conquest by the Church of Lolth, which was the priority contrary to the territory of the Cult of the Fallen Prince because Yvraine wanted to attack them first, Samiel complied and orks didn't really care about whom they attacked first.
Naturally, the Church of Lolth expanded rapidly during the time, as they conquered one weaker faction after another; most of the factions that existed in the Bone Mountains were actually not that strong and were presided over maximally by Bronze-Tier Professionals, even that was considered above the standard.
"Have the scouts returned from the territory of the Church of Lolth? How strong are they and what are their numbers..."
Samiel asked when they were talking about the next steps because Dharzug sent several scouts to see to scout the area of the Lolth to find how strong they are and how many professionals they have.
"Yes, they have... and the results are not that good because apparently, they got reinforcements from the Underdark in the form of several tens of Silver-Tier Professionals."
He heard Juulius answering him while they were staring at the map of the Bone Mountains, which was vastly different from the previous version, as many of the territories were right now marked as the ones of the Holy Sunz Klan.
The territory of the Church of Lolth was at least twice what it was compared to the start of their conquest because the forces of the Church were advancing at a rapid pace through the Bone Mountains and were conquering one territory after another.
"How many?"
Samiel asked, already preparing for the bad news mentally because there was nothing else to anticipate when he noticed Juulius looking relatively grim at this.
"More than fifty Silver-Tiers have been sent to the 10th Floor by the Underdark with hundreds of Bronze-Tiers... from a few captured ones; we found out that they plan to establish the foothold on the 10th Floor and want to hunt for the Sandworms and harvest their cores, probably for the notable Mind Flyer population among the ranks of the Underdark's members."
Hearing this, not only Samiel frowned hearing as this was becoming pretty dangerous, but also Yvraine grimaced severely because it seemed that Underdark was not playing around and really wanted to obtain a foothold in here.
Ironically though, they were employing a good strategy because they were establishing the foothold after a long time of being here and also in a place that was strategically placed without fearing of attacks by the powerful sandworms and the Bone Mountains themselves were in a location where the sandworms were scarce, so they don't need to fear of imminent attacks.
"And the Cult? Did they do any sudden movements?"
Samiel asked because, currently, they were the only competitors for the rule of the Bone Mountains and he doubted that the Cult of the Fallen Prince would just leave the rulership of the entire mountain range to the Church of Lolth.
"Not yet as we know... it is possible that they are gathering their forces in secret or it is also possible they would come to some sort of agreement with the Church of Lolth... who knows, Daemons are pretty unpredictable."
Juulius answered and Samiel didn't like this answer at all, but for now, they would need to work with what they had on their hands. So for the moment, their priority will still remain the Church of Lolth because, with enough strategy, they could defeat them...
Yvraine, during the past days, had already reached higher levels of the Silver-Tier after emptying her Mana Crystals to push her forward and reach the new TIer, as they needed another heavy hitter among their ranks.
"Indeed, that was the truth that Daemons may even choose to abandon this place entirely..."
Samiel considered even this option because there was a high possibility of demons above abandoning their comparisons down here if they thought any additional efforts were not worth of it, which was actually highly possible, considering how much effort the Church of Lolth seemed to invest into this.
This was not out of pragmatism entirely but also a good combination of demonic cruelty and ruthlessness towards their specimen. If it became clear that further efforts were futile, they wouldn't really care about it anymore.
Especially considering the fact that for the Cult of the Fallen Prince, their continuous presence on the 10th Floor was not that worth of it compared to the Church of Lolth. In the Underdark, there were countless Mind Flyers that could make use of the Psionic Cores of the Arrakian sandworms.
Demons didn't make use of anything even remote to the Psionic Energy, so Samiel wouldn't be that surprised that they would just ditch them here and let them be killed. It wouldn't be the first time they did something like that in the past.
Demon Race was commonly known as a race of backstabbers, even more than races compromising the Underdark.
"Ironically, though, that would be the best-case scenario because it would make one enemy less for us to deal with."
After discussing things further, it was decided that Samiel and Yvraine would depart to attack several nearest factions to the territory of the Holy Sunz Klan.
Several factions around the Holy Sunz Klan's territory were pretty weak and would serve as a perfect outlet for Samiel's frustration from doing nothing for several days and from the fact that the Vampires escaped from the fortress before they could attack them.
"Okey... we can right now go... after we clear several of the factions, the army can bring down the big factions."
Samiel stated as everyone agreed with his statement. They also chose for this approach because bringing the entire army of orks together with them for a few small fishes would be inefficient, as that could be handled by Samiel and Yvraine...
He was also taking this as a date with Yvraine.
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