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After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

Chapter 2073: Before Leaving Warrior City
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Chapter 2073: Before Leaving Warrior City

Valhalla wanted to show the couple around, but they did not want to occupy anymore of his time so they explored on their own.

(And dude, they didn’t want that kind of attention. The City Lord escorting them around? No thanks.)

The couple were granted unlimited access anywhere in the City, except for the top secret and highest security areas, such as certain parts of the Royal Library and the sensitive areas of the barracks.

Regardless, this was actually already a higher access than most relatives had.

Not that the brothers had a lot of relatives.

Due to the low fertility rate of powerhouses, added with low fertility of orcblood, their family tree had always been very, very thin.

Even the ancestors with massive harems would probably just have one or two children at best. The worst example was Valhalla’s granduncle, who had a hundred beauties in his harem yet none of them gave birth.

One could see how important getting healed was to Valhalla. It was just that it was a dream he didn’t dare to dream back then.

With their uncle’s betrayal and subsequent death, it was down to just the two of them. It was no wonder they were so eager to have children (rather, push their respective brothers to have children).

Speaking of which, it was quite amusing. Virion paid a huge amount of investment for his brother to be a clinical tester of this medicine.

Other than getting him healed, part of it was because he wanted his brother to have a proper heir that was not him.

Of course, it had to be his brother’s children with a good woman loyal to them.

Valhalla had a harem in his youth, some granted by the previous generation. However, when his body was destroyed, he dismissed them all and gave them properties and money.

He had declared he’d simply use the rest of his life on managing the City while preparing his heir, the unwilling Virion. It was only then that the chaos settled down.

As for why Valhalla didn’t consider him as heir despite Virion’s unwillingness, he believed the latter obstacle was just a phase and the former...had always shown some ruthlessness.

For example, throwing people out of the walls to be eaten by monsters, torturing people, and so on.

Fortunately, when Valhalla announced who the heir would be, Uncle seemed to support them. For years and decades, he hadn’t done anything untowards at all.

For a time, they thought that age had calmed the man down.

Who’d have thought he was actually planning on such things?

What’s the use of family members if they’d just stab you in the back? Better not to have ’em.

And because Uncle hid so well for decades, his claws had entrenched deep into the territory’s infrastructure and personnel. The cleanup afterwards took several months and only after that did Virion allow himself to go to isolation and continue strengthening himself.

Virion even had to make sure the women in Uncle’s harem were not before sending them to live in their own Dorms, living a relatively monitored but safe life.

They also made sure that people had known what he had done through the years, most of which shocked even them.

He didn’t just usurp power. He had done more evil to the citizens themselves. Torture, coercion, rape, and so on was the norm, and Valhalla had just been too focused on handling administrative work while enduring the pain that he hadn’t noticed these things at all.

Rather, Uncle hid too well and prepared too many covers.

When Valhalla had become bedridden due to his illness and Virion was out and about, eventually going missing, the man quickly grabbed hold of the remaining power he had been waiting for.

Now that Valhalla was about to get healed, they did not publicize it just yet. This was in order to prevent any mishaps, and perhaps allow hidden dangers to emerge first.

This had nothing to do with the couple anymore.

The couple were heading to their room, while taking a walk at the grand garden. It was massive and was said to be the life project of a former queen.

It was a gorgeous mediterranean-style garden, though of course her terminology was inaccurate as the two worlds had different styles.

She just found some elements like arches, stone construction, and mosaic work were very characteristic of the style.

"Some people called them barbarians," she said, looking around with admiring eyes. "I say they also have a sophisticated taste."

The contrast was quite curious.

The room they were assigned to was the best guest room in the palace and could be said to be larger than three commoner houses.

It had a large bedroom with canopy and silk draped over it. It had a balcony with a beautiful view of a city. It also had its own bathtub that was technically a small pool already.

This palace was also an aether building that had the passive effect of clearing the mind, making a healthy body, reducing poisons and illness, and so on.

She remembered this particular palace was the most expensive type in the System Market and cost tens of millions of gold. This was properly wiping out even a city’s wallet that had been fattened up for years.

It was said to be one of the original buildings, designed by the elves, and this made Althea especially curious about it.

It was also very impressive that the territory obtained it relatively early on.

The Warrior City from the old generations were composed of strong conquerors, so they had probably gathered a large amount of funds through winning wars before.

On the bed was a small, intricate box.

Inside of it was more than five aether crystals!

Although Althea had a lot in her space now, these were consumable, after all—very expensive consumables. This box of five crystals could actually buy a new village.

They had told Valhalla that his brother already paid for his medicine, but he insisted on giving his own payment.

These two brothers really weren’t bad! No, they were really worthy of being good, lifelong friends.

If the couple were to make an estimate, five aether crystals must’ve taken a portion of this city’s annual supply!

If the other noble people found out this generosity to them, would they get assassinated or something?

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