After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 498

With Jona tightly holding Drake’s arm for ’support’, they walked towards the General’s abode.

"Is this necessary?" He whispered, and Jona pouted cutely in response.

"Honey, if you don’t want to carry me…"

He sighed awkwardly, moving and following Vanessa to their destination. It didn’t help that Vanessa was talking along his other side, except at about half a meter distance, so Drake’s attention was taken away from Jona again.

When Vanessa wasn’t being obsessed with Garan, she was actually quite nice to talk with and a little charming. Drake appreciated that she kept his distance and kept their chatter on-topic.

For instance, she would tell him more about the current state of things like what they had been doing so far (like clearing up the mobs that attacked). She also gave a rough estimate of the current forces owned by the lord.

They talked the whole time until they reached their target neighborhood, barely noticing the ’ill’ woman attaching herself to Drake’s arm.

Jona bit her lips, but continued to hold on tightly to him.

They reached the house after a grueling walk, reaching the ’base’ of Edenian soldiers in Fargo.

Drake looked at the custom house that was so unlike Altera’s and entered. At the time there were only two people there and they flinched when they saw Vanessa coming in with guests.

She smiled at them, asking to get her father and brother as soon as they could. "An old friend came to see them," she said and the curious soldiers went on their way.

About ten minutes later, the door opened again revealing several dashing men.

"Drake!" Victor said, smiling. When the soldier found them, he had just gotten back with Santos and Leon, dealing with a small mob outside. Early that morning, the guards had the audacity to barge into their home, ordering them to deal with the mob.

He was already level 9 now, and very close to level 10, but he could’ve actually upgraded days ago.

He couldn’t rise as quickly as he wanted though, as they could be targeted by Fargo’s men instead of being partially ignored by him.

Soon, his father also arrived, and he came with three unfamiliar soldiers. Like Victor, he was also very near level 10, while the other three newcomers were around the peak of level 8.

The family, along with Drake and Jona, were left in the room, with the others leaving to give them some privacy.

They settled in the living-slash-meeting room. They did a bit of small talk as they settled with the father and son, who in turn also asked how his life was after being forced to retire back then.

"Didn’t you work for a politician?"

Drake nodded, "Mrs. Mathilda Cruz," he said, "I transferred here with her, sadly we got separated at some point."

"Mathilda Cruz…" Victor’s back straightened. "Gill’s mother, right? Well, I can’t say I’m surprised." It was natural Gill found a good job for an old friend, and this skilled old friend would also closely guard his mother.

He hoped they were alright, and that—in some fortuitous twist of fate—she reunited with her son.

Drake looked at them. "How about you guys? You seemed to be doing fine," he said.

"Barely," Victor said, shrugging. "The lord here… isn’t friendly with us. It’s Fargo—that terrorist that had been top of the International wanted list for a while.

"He’s keeping us to deal with the mobs, but the moment we increase our strength, it’s likely he’d start… pruning."

"Father and I could actually upgrade but are holding back," he said. "We’re afraid that we would attract Fargo’s attention again."

"You don’t have to hold back in your training anymore," Drake said, and everyone lifted their head to look at him.

Drake didn’t immediately speak, however, and he looked at the people in the room. He recalled that Henry had come with unknown soldiers before.

"The other soldiers from before, can you trust them?"

"They’re from another country and they found our Eden soldiers up north. They found our place recently."

"Everyone can be trusted. Everyone swore an oath," Victor said. Drake looked at him, his face soon morphing from a friendly to a more serious expression.

"An oath didn’t stop us from losing Gian."

The mention of the name roused various emotions across the room.

It wasn’t that the core members of the mercenary team didn’t take an oath—it was required during the formation of the team.

The soldiers were a bit disappointed, but they understood the decision. _{freewebnoveℓ.com}